[C] A Sex Litrpg: Level 1 [M 20] [F40] [Litrpg] [Cunnilingus]

[Features: Sex, litrpg, cunnilingus]

Life was, heavy sometimes. Perhaps not all misery was made equal though but hell, what did I know? All I knew was that I was broke. That wasn’t the real issue I was having though. My name is Marcus Phoenix and my life just wasn’t really going anywhere. Somewhere along the way I had just, lost all motivation and all desires. It started easily enough, about the same as anyone else I guess.

I started working. No one really wants to but we all do it. But then you end up in a dead end job. No career, no long term goals, no, no anything. You just whittle your time away. You spend your money on some stuff, sure, but it’s all just kinda a pointless road down to the void ain’t it? So I started drinking at first but it never really agreed to me, not like when I really started drinking anyway. The first time I woke up with a splitting migraine that even god would need an aspirin for, I knew that this wasn’t it.

[MF] She decided I was going to make her cum, but only on her terms.

This happened about twenty years ago but still burns bright in my memory after all this time. Sorry, I know it’s long but I wanted to set the scene properly.

It started, as with many things in those days with me trying to score some weed. My dealer, G was an alternative gay girl who was far too cool for her own good and a terrible convertor of straight girls. We taken a lot of drugs together and as a result were bloody good mates. As ever G had company when I arrived. No surprise, her house always had loads of random people lying around getting stoned. 

This is where I first saw Amy. I noticed her straight away the moment I walked in. Not just because she was stunning, she was, but more her aloof attitude. Sitting there on the sofa staring at the wall. When I said hello to her she completely blanked me. I mean fuck you too bitch. But there was something about her, something sultry, smouldering even. That said, I lacked any form of confidence back then so her being so fucking rude wasn’t very nice tbh.

[TM] 42/30 Trans Man D/s Hot fuckin Weekend

I am a 42 year old, gay, transexual, man from a major city. For a while my life centered around pleasure based sex ed & I also taught kink classes. My service submissive is a 30 year old slutty trans faggot, darling bitch I met on an app when I posted an ad titled “Are you a good boy?” We chatted for a bit before meeting & I was overjoyed to learn that he’s particularly focused on service, protocol, chastity & giving head, as I love training for best service, including getting perfect head. Over a year later & things are better & hotter every day.

Things to know about us: we are both transexual gay men who are into the leather lifestyle. We have each had top surgery & still have our original bits down below, though enhanced by testosterone. We both happen to use the words “dick” &”hole” (hope you follow) to refer to our junk, & we both happen to be multi orgasmic; me much more than him, but as we mainly do chastity/denial/ruining with him, I don’t actually know how many times he can cum. Before this weekend, we’d topped him off around ten. I have given up divulging anything near the exact number of times I cum because most guys don’t believe me, as the average for someone with a penis is one. I now say “dozens & dozens” because that’s more digestible than saying “hundreds” or “After my first orgasm I will likely have continuous orgasms for the rest of the time we fuck.” The one thing about that is that I don’t typically feel done after orgasm, I just stop when I’m at a good stopping point.

“I Am Thirsty” [Gay Erotica]

“I am thirsty.” Those words fall out as if to explain my being. As if I encapsulate a temporary feeling of..of what? Has my tongue slivered back down my throat in search of wet like a dry sponge? Am I empty and longing to be fullfilled? Longing to feel quenched extinguishing this fire that evaporates long held erotic tradition leaving only true lust willing…no, begging to be explored? Defiled? I want to drink you like the water my body NEEDS to survive and ravenously I will survive as I take you in. All of you. The smell of you. That raunch stench of desire penatrates my nostrils and I suck it in as my thirst for you deepens and my body aches and opens willing you to become one with me. To make me whole again. And again. And again.

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[MF] How my married office co-worker (41) and I (24) fell into a hot summer fling (very real & detailed)

****** denotes when the action starts

Before I was a bull, before I even knew what a bull was, what cuckolding or hotwifing was, back when I was naive about married women, I had a fling with a married wife (though I’m pretty sure this was her one and only time stepping out). Although I now avoid that kind of set-up, this was a pretty interesting one…

Years ago I accepted a pretty good position at a company you’ve definitely heard of that has around 11,000 employees–although in the headquarters there are less of us, maybe 300-400. We also had traveling representatives for the company who don’t work primarily at the headquarters but do have a role that requires them to spend about a week each month in our office. I’d been with the company for a month and a half when we had a four-day out-of-town conference/presentation in Chicago that about 15 of us from the office attended and about 5 of the traveling reps, none of which I’d ever met before.

[MM] I (M35) like jerking off with other guys. Here’s the story of the second guy I got off with, and how it went a little farther than I thought it would.

About a year and a half after the first time I jerked off with another dude I got the itch to do it again. I ran into some really hot porn of a guy who brought home another dude with a significantly larger dick for his girlfriend and she LOVED it. I wanted to be that guy, but I was also dating a woman who was not cool with me fucking other women and I didn’t want to breach that. Hers was the only pussy for my 7.75in intact cock, at least at that time.

So what does a guy do in that situation? Jerk off to Craigslist ads (yes, this was a while back) looking for people like me, of course! I came across ads for tons of guys that wanted a bigger cock for their wife or GF and I usually just ended up swapping a few cock pics with them and then the emails would die out once I asked to talk to her. I would have flaked had any actually been legit, but my GF didn’t have any problem with flirting so I figured at the least it could be hot.

A new “Breed” of Werewolf [20+] [M/MTF] [Furry] [Werewolf] [TG] [Transformation]

Jamie’s day began like every other did. Wake up five minutes before his alarm went off, groan in frustration, and juggle with the idea of sleeping in for juuust a little while longer. After trying and failing to get back to sleep, he allowed good sense to prevail and slowly climbed out of bed in order to prepare himself for the day.

He was a somewhat average looking man. About 5’7, pale complexion, and shaggy brown hair that reached past his ears. The lack of definition on his body caused by years spent behind a desk staring at his computer. Jamie observed himself in the bathroom mirror as he dressed, wondering if his out-of-shape appearance was the reason he hadn’t had a girlfriend since his first year of college. “Meh, what do I care…” He muttered, trying to convince himself, “I wouldn’t want to be with a girl who was only interested in my body anyways.”

He struggles a bit with his pants, hopping on one foot as he pulls them up, and finally leaves his room to go to the kitchen for some breakfast.

His Roommate, Eric, is standing at the kitchen counter, wiping the sweat off his brow with a towel.

[MM] Bi-Curious Texts Lead to…

Hello my name is Blake(not really). This will probably be a long one so Grab a drink and popcorn. Any and all advice is appreciated, this is a wild time in my life that could lead to things I’ve never expected in my sexual life ever. Enjoy your stay:)

Backstory

I believe myself to be a straight male. True and true love women and are extremely attracted to most women. I’d say 99% of men are not attractive to me, while 99% of women are attractive to me idk if it’s like that for most straight men or what but just how I feel. Not many ugly women on this globe. I am a ,very for lack of a better term, an extremely horny male. I almost adapt to whatever my partner is into because it works for her and I might just be a pleaser. Or maybe I can try anything once. A couple exes ago I proposed for me to do anal to her and she responded only if she can back to me. Me being me I said sounds like a deal. Her being stunned couldn’t wait to try it. Which was probably the healthiest bedroom experience and most pleased I’ve been. Never did anything crazy besides a butt plug or some finger play during sex. Never pegged or anything close to. This experience is the root of this whole story. Since then I have been somewhat addicted to butt play to the point where I have multiple toys including prostate massagers, butt plugs and within the last couple months my favorite toy a dildo. Way more than most straight males have especially since I’ve never bothered with getting a flesh light or any stroking assistance.

a Night with George [MF] Hottest stranger ever

It was a Friday night and I was bored. All my friends were either sick with covid or not going out that night. I hit up my friend Chris who is a tattoo artist. He just opened a new tattoo shop and he invited me to come down and drink some white claws and hang with him. When I got there he was painting a door and it was super boring. I drank one white claw and I decided to go! I said bye to Chris and got in my car! It was like 10p.m. I checked how far away the tattoo shop was to Club 5150.

In the Closet, Chapter 2 [mm] [Incest] [Brother/Brother] [Gay] [Sissification] [Humiliation]

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ybm210/in_the_closet_chapter_1_mm_incest_brotherbrother/)

***ZACH***

“Your plans suck,” I snapped as soon as the door was open. “I almost got fucked.”

“Yeah, you said that over text. But what happened?” Ellie let me in and followed me eagerly as I stormed to her room. I threw myself on her beanbag and sighed heavily, running a hand through my walnut brown hair. She assumed her usual spot on her bed, patting the mattress excitedly. “C’mon, spill.”

I double checked that her door was closed before taking a breath and glaring at her. “I’m serious. He almost stuck his dick in me.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. “Wait, how did that happen? That wasn’t part of the plan.”

“Yeah, no shit, ‘cause nothing ever goes according to plan,” I muttered. “He came in drunk and I freaked. I just wanted to call off the whole thing.”

Thoughts of last night came flooding back, unwelcome and guilty thoughts. There was a wadded-up, cum-stained tissue in my trash that was a direct result of the events that had transpired. And I didn’t wanna think about it.

“…And?” Ellie prompted. Jesus, I was daydreaming about him.