[FF] I reclaimed a strange, sexy Christmas gift

So, I’ve given many sexy gifts for the holidays in my years being a sex maniac/slut. My first xmas gift to my husband after we started dating was a set of butt plugs, another year a strap-on set, another year an attachment for the hitachi for him. I’ve also got a slave that I tend to always get something new and sexy to wear. Christmas might be a “Christian” holiday, but that certainly doesn’t stop me from being a sex freak.

But the item that has the best story was instead, a gift I received. Warning, this one is both naughty and happy/sad at the same time:

The holidays two years ago were as you all know…not a good time. It was peak COVID and all the normal holiday fun was cancelled. Instead of the normal parties and celebrations, we all sat in our homes watching the world seemingly burn, or freeze I guess. Joy.

In reaction to this bleak moment, my friends decided the best course of action was to distract ourselves with retail therapy. Most years we do a secret santa type gift exchange so that we all don’t have to spend too much, but that year we decided “Fuck it. We can’t go out, so let’s buy each other a whole bunch of shit.” There was no spending limit, no rules. Just buy as much as you wanted for everyone.

Sexy games at our Halloween party. [Group]

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I’m Ben, 23 male from USA, and I’m a bisexual passable crossdresser. My fem name is Becky, and I’m a geeky sub who enjoys sex with my girlfriend Gwen (23) and our boyfriend Zach (35).

Our first Halloween party in our new house was awesome. So to paint the full picture, I dressed up as Misty from Pokemon in her white/blue swimsuit and jacked that she wore in Pokemon HG/SS, and yes this was in Locktober so I was wearing my chastity cage too. Gwen dressed up as Elesa from Pokemon Black/White with a dress she made herself. Zach, Matt and Jack all dressed up as classic Ghostbusters in their tan jumpsuits.

Since a lot happened before the sexy bits happened I’ll put this <Sexy Time Starts> right before that part of the story in case that’s all your here for.

[FF] I (33) fucked a stripper (23) and checked something off my “fuck-it” list

I’m sitting here typing directly post-coital at 5am, just because I’m too up from our encounter. I know the rest will come later, but I had to start now because the story and the fun was just too good. Unexpected twists and turns etc. You’re going to have to sit through a full story for this one (or if you don’t want the whole narrative and want to get right to the sex, skip to the middle 😉)

The seed of this encounter happened about a week ago. After work, I met up with some friends who were in town visiting. They’d been day drinking and I was just getting off work. I planned on meeting them for a drink or two and then going home. I wasn’t expecting a crazy night. But knowing myself and the crowd I generally roll with, I should have known…

The bar I met the group at was the most cis-het bar I’ve possibly ever been to. The bar’s purposeful aesthetic was trashy-hick and it was crammed full of youths who looked barely old enough to drink. Me, a 30-something poly bi weirdo, was a bit in shock over the spectacle of the thing. I hadn’t been in that kind of space in a while. But hey, I was here, so time to make the best of it. I went to the bar and got a drink.

The Roommate [M23/M25]

Fresh out of college, and ready to begin a career, my brazeness to move away from home put me somewhere new and unfamiliar. My naïveté about how easy it is to actually land a job and begin life in a area placed me in a situation where I bit off more than I could chew living on my own. I had found a place to stay, but my job search wasn’t as fruitful and I was hemorrhaging money with my new place. It came to it be that I would have to share my apartment with a random guy in a new town. Posting an ad online is never easy and it’s nerve-wracking to think you’re going to be sharing your space with someone you know next-to-nothing about. Their hobbies, their work and home life split, their views on your sexuality; these are all things we perhaps don’t consider but definitely realize when they come around.

After a few weeks and panic setting in, I’m just about to give up when I talk to one last applicant and we meet for coffee to get to know each other. I’m in the shop waiting when my phone vibrates and a text flashes “I here?” And I raise an eyebrow before a second text comes in with “U* here? Sorry, stupid autocorrect/typing too fast!”

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In the Closet, Chapter 8 [mm] [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Brother] [Gay] [Sissification] [Humiliation]

[Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zchjxi/in_the_closet_chapter_7_mm_incest_brotherbrother/)

***ZACH***

“Keith?” I said when he opened his door. He looked… disappointed that I wasn’t dressed as Zoey today. I shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, wringing my hands. “Can I get the key back?”

He didn’t respond for a while, only a slight frown hinting at what he was thinking. He hadn’t given an outright yes, meaning he was going to say no. Typical of him. Perhaps things hadn’t changed so much in the last few days as I thought. But… he ended up surprising me.

“You said it was mine,” he said firmly.

I gulped. This wasn’t going to be easy. “I did. But… I need it for today.”

“Who are you giving it to?” His tone was sharp, almost cutting me off. Was he… jealous? My dick twitched a bit in the cage. These types of movements were getting less and less frequent as I spent more time in chastity.

“Ellie. I’m going over to her place,” I mumbled.

“Hm.” He mused for another moment before shutting his door in my face.

A Bully Caged, Part 2 [MM] [Bi] [Femdom] [Chastity] [BDSM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zce8mk/a_bully_caged_part_1_mm_bi_chastity_implied)

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Wes sits across from me, wearing a thick gray t-shirt. His sultry, serious expression is a far cry from what it had been only eight hours ago: a silent moan. I still can’t believe it. Wes, the worst person I know, is pierced, shaved, and *caged*. And, somehow even weirder, he’s sitting with me at the dinner table eating Ms. Simmons’ sesame tofu. He wouldn’t have been caught dead here only a month ago.

“Nice dinner,” he says. His eyes glaze over me and land on some corner of the room. I held his cock in my hand, and the motherfucker can’t even make eye contact with me. Not that I’m helping. We’ve been sitting for twenty minutes without a string of words longer than “do you need the salt?”

“Thank Ms. Simmons,” I say, “not me ”

I saw his shoulders tense up at the mention of her name.

“Wes,” I say, leaning forward, “where were you the past ten days?”

He puts his fork down and taps his foot a few times. “It’s a long story,” he says.

“Long stories have beginnings too.”

[FM] FOODE DELIVERY

The Friday night drinks party at work had come to an end. I’d been standing for hours in my new three-inch heels, which were killing me. I simply wanted to go home, have a nightcap and something to eat, and put on one of the old T-shirts my ex had left behind when he ran off with his lab assistant three months ago.

The cretin!

I unlocked my front door and turned on the lamp in the living room before walking through to the bedroom, leaving a trail of my dress, bra, and underwear behind me. I hurled my shoes across the dimly lighted room, my feet sliding into the carpet.

Did I mention he had a male lab assistant?

Most likely not. I was still reeling from the shock and didn’t want to bring it up again, not even to myself.

What was evident to me, however, was that Greg was not returning.

He was, ironically, one of the most macho-looking individuals you might encounter. That didn’t seem to matter; as I’d discovered on Google, gay men were frequently stunningly attractive and sexually sophisticated. I must have missed something in the six months we had been married and the two months before that of our whirlwind relationship.

When I kind of, almost hooked up with my escort friend [FF]

For a short period of time I hung out with a woman who got paid for sex. She used the word “escort,” but I think the arrangement was what most people think of as a “sugar baby.” She just happened to have three clients who all paid her a salary as a “maid.”

Oh yeah, and she was gay.

I met this girl on a dating app, but we didn’t work out. She was really upfront about her work, and I was really upfront about the fact that I get jealous and am pretty paranoid about sexual health. It’s hard for me to be in non-monogamous relationships for an extended period.

*No judgment. It’s just not for me.*

We stayed friends though. She was terribly kind and her life was fascinating.

*Ok… I will say I have a pretty good idea of who one of her clients was. She never said the names of the other two, but I have my theories. Allegedly I would know all of them, and I am positive they were very, very wealthy. She had no family, no other source of income, and lived in a fucking beautiful penthouse. She made much, much more than me.*

I [M19] lost my virginity to a man [M29] 10 years my senior [MM] [first time] [oral] [anal] [true story]

Back when I was 19 I had just moved across the country to university, I was excited to start a new chapter of my life living away from home, meeting new people and studying a topic I was passionate about. However, amongst all this excitement lay a much deeper desire. One to explore my sexuality.