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My flatmates hosted a party last Friday. We all work at the same huge company, and most the guests were also employees there, people I've seen a few times, maybe talked to, but not many I knew well.

On Saturday morning I had plans with my boyfriend for his 25th birthday, so I intended to shower and pass out early.

During the party one of my flatmates introduced me to his coworkers, Faisal and Jason. I talked with them for the better part of an hour before deciding to retire. They were both fun to talk to, interesting. Faisal was texting someone the entire time, so I mostly spoke with Jason, which was totally fine by me at the time because Jason is hot. We exchanged stories about our hometown, work, etc, and he seemed totally normal.

I excused myself to get ready for bed and went to my room, gathered my clothes, and headed to the bathroom. About ten feet of hallway separates my room from the bathroom, so suppose he saw me walking there with my clothes and towel. I took off my clothes and set them on the counter top next to my pajamas, and got in the shower like normal.

Little Sister Pt. 1 [incest] [mast] [Mf]

This is absolutely and wholly fiction.

When you introduce Elle [Eleanor] to us I can see the way you watch her and fawn over her. Mom dotes on the ring and the engagement and Daddy pokes fun of you, asking how you could have possibly tricked such a pretty girl into marrying you.

She is pretty, and sweet. Mom obviously adores her, and you can't keep your hands off of her. You hand is always cradled in the small of her back, or touching her hair gently, or grasping her hands. The two of you sit very close, and she beams at you with every stall in conversation. Mom comments on the chemistry and Daddy congratulates you.

The funny thing is your unusual behavior towards me. You hardly look over at me, and you haven't said anything more than "Hey, Claire," since the two of you arrived.

At dinner time Mom asks that I set the table while she and Elle linger in the kitchen discussing finances for the wedding. Daddy – per Mom's request – is up in the attic digging out the old photo albums of you as a baby, a toddler, and a teenager. By the time I've set the five spots at the table, Mom and Elle are just now talking about venues and the reception, totally lost in the conversation.

Housewife Turned Hotwife Part 2

I must admit that after our little role play I could not get the idea of another man fucking me out of my head. It persisted in my dreams and fantasies for days. All I wanted was another man’s cum and I planned on getting it.

After dinner a few days later I sat down and talked to him about it. I wanted to make sure that we both had clear expectations about what can and cannot happen. Over the years we have learned that there can never be too much communication when it comes to anything sexual with another person.

I flat out asked him what I could not do just to get it out of the way. He took a few minutes to think about it. I could see the wheels in his head spinning and the bulge in his pants growing. I can only imagine what depravity he was picturing in his head with me as the center.

Finally his head looked up and me, "No more than two guys at once. If there is going to be more than that then I need to be the one who arranges it. Other than that, I don’t have any problems with you doing anything with one or two guys outside of our bed room."

Housewife Turned Hotwife

Edit – Title was supposed to say Part 1

Trying my hand and writing erotica. I have been doing a bit of roleplay over the last few days and was told I should post something here. So here it is! All feedback is appreciated!

I would like to tell you about one of my first experiences of getting into the Hotwife life. My husband and I had been very sexual since the moment we met and we were always experimenting and trying new things. It didn’t take him long to find another woman to bring into our bed after he found out that I was bi-sexual. One such girl ended up being a regular and eventually became our girlfriend.

Throughout the years I had never thought about sleeping with another man except my husband until one day he asked me a question out of the blue. "What would you say if I asked you to fuck another guy?"

"What like a threesome?"

"No, I mean you find someone to go out on a date with and if you like him, go back to his place and fuck him."

[mf]My first story. Bare with me.

This winter was harsh. It was storming, the drive to university, and home was especially difficult just because the snow was about a foot tall. It looked like the Christmas part in Nightmare Before Christmas where Jack falls in the snow, and sings “What's this”. It's beautiful. The snow flowing ever so softly in the air was relaxing to me. Each snow flake unique, and has beauty in itself. As I drive my thoughts are cluttered. I'm trying to balance school, a relationship, and my own responsibilities at home. The cold made my grip on the wheel hurt my knuckles, and the damn heater won't get hot enough. So much on my mind. My girlfriend is a great girl. Perfect personality, and she has a great smile. We haven't been seeing each other often, and school has been heavy on me. I miss her laugh, her eyes, her smile, and her touch. She has soft hands, and she's gentle like a soft snow storm. As I get closer to home I feel more exhausted. Sigh. I have about 4 hours of homework I'm not looking forward to. I drove up in my driveway, and parked. My hands are so cold they're shaking. Taking the keys out of the egnition is satisfying, but I fumbled with the keys for a few seconds. Looking around at the trees, and the brick houses just feels like home, and reminds me of my childhood. As a kid, winter was, and is still my favorite season even though it's hard on me. There is a hill I used to sled down a few blocks behind the middle school I went to. I loved playing on the playground. The swings were my favorite, but only in summer. I wish I could be a kid again.

Losing their Innocence on a Hot Summer Night [Very first try at erotica!][fm]

Katie elegantly ran her fingers down the lips of her pulsing, convulsing vagina as she licked around her own mouth and then kissed David more. She inserted two fingers past the opening of her vagina and began slowly pumping. She arched her back up and up in immense, amazing pleasure. She felt so good. She felt so, so good.

Katie let out a series of short but loud screams. She gasped as she lost control of herself and began pumping her fingers into her hot wetness harder and faster. The hand that was grasping at David's member began shaking faster. Up and down the shaft and the veins of his penis, Katie's hand raced. It gripped the warm, wet flesh and refused to let go. David moaned, and his tongue began dancing in Katie's mouth. She returned the favor, and dug her lips into it.

David, after gasping, reached down and wrapped his hand around his member, and Katie's hand with it. He held it there tight for a moment, and then let go, seemingly having to struggle against himself. He then took Katie's other hand, the one she had been using to rub against her clitoris and finger herself.

The First Time I Met My Future Wife [ffm, fiction, str8, bi, some reluc, oral, voy, mast]


This is what went through my mind the first time I met my wife. It's entirely fictional, just my fantasy, except me walking in in my bath towel with my then girlfriend and her friend, my actual future wife. I've been some version of a fapstronaut for about a year and a half, but will sometimes, well fap, thinking about my wife. This is one of those fantasies I have, and thought why not write it down this time. For whatever reason, the whole thing is generic third person pronouns, he/she/her, etc. I dunno why. Also I made up a couple words. Not sure you needed to know that either. Anyway, hope you like it and without further, uh, ado(sc?)…

Edit: So tabulations don't work in Reddit.

Edit: Actually they do, it means turn the text into some kind of typewriter text. I really don't understand Reddit's CSS coding crap at all… wah.

Edit: I'm not convinced that's readable Reddit. wtf. Excuse me while I now inject extra spacing everywhere.

Edit: Let me get this straight Reddit. One actual space = no space. Two spaces = one actual space. Three spaces = two spaces. … I give up. I'm not editing this any more. For better or worse:

Mirror Mirror [mf], [paranormal]

((My first and last foray into the paranormal erotica.))

Mirror Mirror

I stumbled into the bathroom. If it wasn’t obvious I was half-drunk, the bottle would tip off any observers. My clothes were in a puddle in the living-room somewhere, my underwear disheveled, my makeup a mess. That fucker. He should’ve stayed here, should’ve stayed to fuck me. But nooOOoo, he just had to have a shoulder to cry on and complain about his girlfriend. And I just had to be a supportive friend while I just wanted to rip his pants of and fuck him.

It’d been too long since I’d gotten any, and my best friend just had to be a fucking hot piece of meat. The woman in the mirror looked back at me.

"The fuck you looking at?" I scowled at her, as I sat down on the edge of the tub. I took another swig, realized my bottle was empty, and broke down. I didn’t want to fuck him. Well, I did, but I was even more horny for his lips, for his arms, his face. I wasn’t fucking in love because there was no way I’d let myself be but I was in love. I broke down. Little by little, that clenching in the back of my throat began, that warning sign that tells you that, yup, you’ve derailed, and you’re going to start crying. I wanted to push it back, and got up to the sink, have a drink, wash it down. I never got there.

Linda (Cuckold Story) (FMMM)

Linda and I met at a dive bar in the town I am from 10 years ago. She was 38 years old, recently divorced, and as I would later find out a very hot woman. She was very attractive little lady. She stood about 5'3, 115 lbs, nice c-cup breasts. She had shoulder length sandy blonde hair and beautiful green eyes. Her build was athletic and she had nice muscular legs that were soft and smooth and a firm round bottom.

Linda was one of those women who loved to party and could drink with the boys. That night I met her some friends and I were at a local watering hole and having a good time. She was there with another girl who was a regular named Janet and naturally several men gravitated to the two attractive ladies. She wore a skirt with a white blouse and some nice sandal shoes that showed off her pretty legs and feet. There was a lot of loud music, laughing, dancing, and a lot of drinking. I was playing pool near the table where Linda and Janet were sitting and several of my guy friends were flirting with them. We were all chatting and having a good time and I was looking for an opening where I could introduce myself proper to her because she seemed like a very nice girl. I had been trying to muster up the nerve to ask Linda for a dance but I was shy and plus every time I saw an opening another of my buddies would move in and whisk her to the dance floor. She loved to dance and was definitely enjoying all the attention she was getting from all of the men, most of who were a few years younger than she was.

(Preview) Welcome Home Sweetie [fM/fFM, fsub, inc, more to come…]

I'm hoping to know if some of you fine folks would want to read this story before I start writing. It was conceived by myself and an ex-girlfriend over a long roleplaying session. Sadly no sexy bits here, but if you're interested, the first chapter will be up soon enough. Enjoy.

For many growing up, high school was one of the hellish points of their youth. Though for 17 y/o Katie, it soon became far from ordinary. Her first two years were fairly uneventful. Minus the nasty relationship she had with her mother, who was recently jailed for drug abuse. She was taken into custody by a close friend of her mother, who ended up not giving much attention to her. To cope with the frustrations she dabbled in brief relationships and some casual fun covering both sexes. However, all that never filled the hollow void inside her. She dearly wanted the love she never received from her mother and father.