[M]y Kansas City midnight hookup [F]rom RAOBJ. Much more than just a BJ!

Cross-posted from r/RAOBJ! Figured you guys might enjoy it too!

I’ve posted on there and dirtyr4r a number of times, basically whenever it’s been a while for me or I’m feeling especially horny. Like most guys, the thrill of finding someone of the opposite sex, in your city, looking for the same thing (some sort of casual sex), is a major turn-on for me. And then, to start chatting, trade some pictures, and find out that this person is attractive and just as deviant as you, and then willing to meet and play out some fantasies – that’s what keeps me and most of you coming back. Unfortunately, Kansas City is not a hotbed for RAOBJ and very rarely does a female ever post – which made the first PM I received from “Kim”, out of the blue, a bit suspicious. It had been about a year since I used this account to post anything, and it’s become my “NSFW/Porn” throwaway – so to log on and get an orange envelope was surprising –

“RAOBJ isn’t very active in KC. I found you looking for [success] stories and I’m disappointed! You still up for casual fun?”

As I came home. [mmf] [anal]

As I came home.

I had been gone for two weeks, all I wanted was a nice hot shower and to crawl into bed. I looked at my watch, it was just past 9Pm, the kids would already be asleep. “Guess I’ll have to wait until morning to surprise them” I thought to myself.

Pulling into the driveway, I turned off the headlights of my Kia and parked outside, afraid the garage door might startle the kids awake. I grabbed my suitcase as well as the groceries I’d picked up thirty minutes ago, I’d planned to make breakfast for the family. Fumbling for my keys I unlocked the door.

There was an odd scent in my house, the smell of smoke from a cigar if I was not mistaken. My wife and I do not smoke. Assuming we had company, I placed the bags on the table, tucked in my shirt, and peeked around to see who it could be. I turned the corner to see Jacob or Jake as he preferred to be called.

[mff] True tellings of my sexual awakening Part2

*For obvious reasons this is just a fantasy and everybody involved in it is over the age of 18. Any time an age is referenced that is not 18, it is obviously a typo that slipped past and should read 18. I have also changed the names of my cousins just to be safe.

Preface: Tori and Kirsten are my cousins who I spent a great amount of time with as a boy/teenager/young adult. When I was just coming of sexual age, one of the first girls I noticed was Tori. Tori is five years older than me and is tall (5’10” as of writing this) and blonde, unlike anyone else in her family. Kirsten is nine months older than me, average height (5’6” as of writing this) and brunette.*
[Part 1 Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/88w9u6/mff_true_tellings_of_my_sexual_awakening_part1/)

[MFM]Shared my Girlfriend with my Gay Roommate and his Boyfriend

I wanted an apartment closer to my work and the only accommodation I could find was a small two bedroom apartment. The occupant of the apartment wanted someone to move in to split rent and I hated the hour long commute to work, so it seemed like the perfect fit. We met briefly for coffee to go over ground rules. He was a cool guy and told me he was gay and often had his partner stay the night. I was okay with this so long as my girlfriend was allowed to stay the night as well. Although the apartment was small, it had two separate bathrooms so we had a little privacy.

[FM] Secretly losing my [virginity] to my online lover

For context, I’ve always been quite shy with sex. I’m from a small city, and without wanting to sound conceited, I wasn’t short of offers in high school. I had boys trying to bed me as if I were a prized virgin, but I hated that mentality. I think I always wanted it to be special, and it wouldn’t be if I felt it was all for the brag. I’d seen the way they talked about the girls at school and I didn’t want to be outed like that. Even my gay male friends would harass me about it – they couldn’t understand why I would turn these attractive guys down, but I was waiting for something. I just didn’t know what I was waiting for – until I met someone (who I’ll call Tom) online, via a now defunct social media site where we’d all exchange photos. He was tattooed and British, and that was enough to make me weak. Moreso, he wanted me. He could write about it with such depth and experience that I never stood a chance. He told me about things he could do to my body that I’d never felt. As it eventuated, he had extended family in my small city, so after 9 months of relentless Skyping and growing to adore each other, he flew out to visit.

My Spanish Teacher [mF] [Latina] [Mild Raceplay][Size fetish] [4,000 words] [Fiction] [Ongoing]

# **Chapter 1 | Jacob**

I stuffed my dick back into my jeans for like the hundredth time. Whatever position I tried, it still looked like there was a fucking sausage down there. I’d gotten by over the summer with a desperate combination of gym clothes, loose cotton PJs, and swim trunks, but school didn’t permit “casual apparel” during class hours.

Honestly, I hadn’t realized how bad it was until I tugged a fresh pair of Levi’s up over a fat slab of morning wood, and walked by the full-length mirror next to my door.

It looked like a banana, except bananas don’t grow that long.

“Goodbye, dorky reputation,” I smirked, shamelessly admiring the rest of me.

I looked pretty good. A definite B minus on looks. I took after my mom, thank God, who was — not be gross or anything — a *super* hot blond, and while I was getting pretty muscular for my age. Having no friends, eating like a pig, and working out on your dad’s neglected Bowflex all summer had certainly changed my body.

I even had real, actual, no bullshit abs, not that anyone outside my family had ever seen them.

I Hooked Up with My College Crush [MF]

This happened the beginning of the summer between my junior and Senior years of undergrad. I was about 22 at the time and I was living in my fraternity’s house off campus. At the time I was doing an internship in a nearby city and commuting back and forth.

Anyways towards the end of my junior year I became attracted to this freshman soon to be sophomore (who was 19 soon to be 20). So was half Arab/half Hispanic and had very much the Mia Khalifia look to her. Brown skin, brown eyes (she wore glasses), was fairly tall/curvy with nice tits and a decent ass. She had a very laid back somewhat nerdy personality as well.

I first noticed her when I was at my fraternity’s formal a couple of months earlier. She was the date of another brother(however he is gay and a good friend of hers). I had a few brief-medium talks/interactions with others her there. From there I often saw her around campus here and there. I also got to see/talk to her whenever she hung out with my fraternity brother and his friends from the sorority. Eventually I gradually started to see her as a sexy woman.

Well-Hung Student fucks Sexy Latina, Chapter One of a new Web Serial called “Kingston Court” [mF][Latina][Mild Raceplay][Size fetish][4,000 words][Ongoing]

Hey so—
I’ve started a [sexy web serial called **Kingston Court**](https://hertongue.wordpress.com/weekly-stories/) on [my website!](https://hertongue.wordpress.com/)

Chapter One features sex between a Latina MILF and her well-hung student, but future chapters will cover the map from incest to cuckoldry. There’ll be a new chapter every week, and I don’t have many followers yet, so I’m entertaining pretty much all suggestions.

I’m going to go ahead and paste the full Chapter One below, but if you like it, please at least [give the source a click.](https://hertongue.wordpress.com/kingston-court-book-one/)

<3
-Amy

# **Chapter 1 | Jacob**

I stuffed my dick back into my jeans for like the hundredth time. Whatever position I tried, it still looked like there was a fucking sausage down there. I’d gotten by over the summer with a desperate combination of gym clothes, loose cotton PJs, and swim trunks, but school didn’t permit “casual apparel” during class hours.

Honestly, I hadn’t realized how bad it was until I tugged a fresh pair of Levi’s up over a fat slab of morning wood, and walked by the full-length mirror next to my door.

It looked like a banana, except bananas don’t grow that long.

[mmmmmm] The meeting

Every day I dream about pleasing my waifu lombax, one of the developers on the popular game bruh.io. Every time I’m sad, mad, happy, whenever. He instantly gives me pleasure when I feel like I can’t be pleasured. One day as I was out to get something to eat, I noticed Lombax was inside of the store. As I walked in, my asshole immediately got tighter and I started blushing for a reason that I cannot explain. “H-hello Lombax-chan”, I managed to squeeze out. “Who the fuck are you, you gay little shit”, Lombax said seemingly annoyed. “I-I’m one of the m-members o-of your d-d-d-iscord.” I said. Lombax looked at me with slight disappointment in his eyes. “Whatever. What do you want, kid?” He said. “I wanted a chance to p-p-p-prove myself to you, s-senpai..” The dev stared at my before slipping a piece of paper into my pocket. At this point I was fully erect and horny. Forgetting about my food, I instantly ran home to isolate myself and read his note.

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My [f]irst week at uni. Some [ff] and mild [fm]

*So some background. I’m Gia, a 32 year old happily married woman. I’m about 5’5″, pale skin, naturally red hair. My wife (yay for gay marriage!) knows all about my past but lots of it falls well outside of her limits, much less her turn ons. With this in mind she suggested I use reddit to indulge my kinky side. I’ve decided to start a fresh account for this, largely so I don’t rush through typing it out (24 hours until you’re allowed to post) as I tend to do without any constraints.

Some of the stories will certainly not appeal to a wide audience but I’m putting them here for my own sake not yours, apologies in advance. Some of the stuff I’ve done is by my own admission, pretty fucking out there. But we’ll get there. As for today’s tale, it’s a little more traditional.*

My sexual experiences heading into uni were few and lacklustre. 3 boyfriends, 2 boys fucked, 0 orgasms provided. To say I was ready to go would have been somewhat of an understatement. The week I moved in to my house for the year (I didn’t get into dorms) was a challenging one. I’m not usually great at the whole being around functioning humans thing so forced interaction with a bunch of new people who by the way, I now have to live with, was my idea of hell.