I need some advice. I want me girlfriend to wear revealing clothes in public. I want her to wear short dresses that are slightly see through to show her nipples. How do I get her to do that without telling her to be a slut? [MF]
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Outsider’s Bane [A LitRPG/Erotica] chapter 1 [blowjob]
Outsider’s Bane
Chapter 1: Welcome to Town
Once Sam’s head stopped pounding, the first thing he noticed was that it seemed extra cold. He went to grab his blanket, finding nothing but grass meeting his outstretched palm.
He shimmied his shoulders, “Definitely not my mattress,” he thought. He bolted upright, half afraid to open his eyes. When he did, he regretted it.
Directly in front of him was a dirt road, with an old fashioned wooden sign post. One way pointed to “Ruby”, another to “Ariel.” An honest to God cart was leaving Ruby and heading down toward the cross section he was laid out at.
He jumped up to wave it down, and only then did he realize that he was completely naked. He couldn’t remember much of the night before, but based on his nightly routine of jerking off, watching stupid videos on the internet, and crashing alone, he was pretty sure he didn’t do this to himself.
Before Sam could hide himself fro. The oncoming cart, it had pulled up and stopped in front of him. Out a makeshift hole, a head popped out.
The Otter and the Twink [MM]
Still living in my Texas college town two years after graduation, I became unwillingly (but fortunately!) single when my girlfriend left me for an addled small-time weed dealer. A few weeks later, a former dorm neighbor and friend tracked me down. Younger than me by 14 months, he too had stayed in town and had just re-entered singlehood, after a spectacular breakup with his boyfriend.
Several times during his freshman year, my friend had made crystal clear his simmering desire to share special naked time with me, a sophomore. Increasingly attuned to the notion of heteroflexibility, when he got back in touch, I thought, “Here’s my chance to explore.” So when he asked me to lunch, I went—though it turned out not to feel like a date, and the talk never veered toward the bedroom.
But less than a month later, he called one night. Early in the conversation, he enthused, “It was great seeing you again, and it is so good just hearing your voice.”
“I feel the same about you,” I replied.
More chat. Then he said, “I still think about you, and how…comfortable…we both seem to feel around each other.”
[M] fantasizing about nerdy friends lusting after his girlfriend [F 24]
I have this fantasy, I’m a nerdy myself but got lucky enough to meet my girlfriend 9 months ago. Things are going great and I think she’s super hot, she has a lot of curves and has a big butt I like to play with.
Lately I’ve had this fantasy of my friends listing over her, checking her out, trying to touch her subtle, her teasing them. It started when she came home from work in this tight outfit and they were there. She hung out with us for a bit, and the skirt was so tight you could see her ass move with each step. I kept thinking how they must have been loving it.
I want to encourage her to dress like that more but I don’t think she will……
I [F] went to a work party a few years ago, and made as many male colleagues hard as possible
At the time, I was working in a finance company that was dominantly male oriented and had a lot of testosterone floating around the office. It’s a competitive environment, and every man wants to be the alpha of the team. There was certainly a high level of professionalism, but it had this vibe of always watch your back, since everyone is trying to up you.
I am by no means a finance person, and my job was an administrative assistant to a few a team leads. It was a lot of work, semi-classy flirting, and running from one place to another. I certainly enjoy the feeling of being needed (I def do a lot of work), and I also like the attention from these men. I always took the time to dress sexy and professionally. Heals, sometimes stockings, hair and make up done etc.
I do have a boyfriend, and he is usually a little jealous knowing the attention I get and is pretty uptight about dressing sexy or showing of cleavage. It definitely gets frustrating at times, as I’d like to be more myself (even though I can be shy most of the time, I still enjoy the stares/comments).
Conflicted – Part 1
This story is partially true about my ex gf.
One time when she and I were just hanging out:
Her – My (younger) brother badly needs a girlfriend
Me – Haha – why is that?
Her – Well, I don’t know how to say this.. but I’ve noticed him checking me out…
(I had a weird pause at that point- because she didn’t know yet that I’m into incest fantasy)
Me – Ummm.. okay… check out.. how?
Her – Just staring at me when.. say I’m walking around the house… longer than he should… and…
Me – And..??
Her – I don’t wanna talk about it please, it’s very icky to me!
Me – But you know you can talk to me about it whenever…
Her – Yeah I know babe.. anyway.. let’s change the subject…
And then we continued talking about other things.. but that one sentence she said never left my mind… I imagined my young, kinda short, sexy 24 year old gf roaming around the house in her usual attire – nothing sexy really, simple t shirt and pjs.. and still her younger brother (21) checking her out.. i wondered what that “and…” part was that she wasn’t comfortable telling me.. did he catch a glimpse of her exposed skin? Did she see him touching his dick after he had lingered over her? My head was exploding…
If These Thin Walls Could Talk (“The Blue Stain”) [1/2]
[TF protagonist] [WLW character] [TF/F] [2nd storyline] [time jump] [1990s] [corporate setting] [The Office, but make it gayer] [slow burn]
CW: deadname; suggestion of lesbophobic sexual violence; queer as a slur; misogyny; racist microaggressions; sexual harassment; transphobia; mentions of cigarettes, alcohol, the Desiree Washington rape case, Mike Tyson, Donald Trump
(Author’s note: I swear there are lighthearted and tender and sexy moments in this despite the content warning. I am also a ~cis~ woman; I have questioned and continue to question the mystery that is my gender, and this secondary storyline mirrors my own perspective as someone who’s naturally androgynous.
I’d planned to finish this sooner, but I couldn’t stop adding to the story. Warning- the page count in the doc is almost 20. Also, the Olympics have been distracting me…Whoops.)
Chapter 1.2 – The Blue Stain
Joan. No longer a John, but a Joan. My name change has finally seen the light of day- it’s a reality now recognized by the feds.
[MM] My boyfriend is his roommates sidepiece. (Oblivious girlfriend perspective)
I knock on the door to my boyfriend’s room excited for our date. It’s our one year anniversary. We don’t live together of course. My parents would never allow that, not before we are married any way. But we still get to go out and do things and he is such a good Christian.
The door opens and it’s not my boyfriend but his roommate Darian. I look up at him. He’s tall with ebony skin and absolutely chiselled muscles. “Heh, the girlfriends here. You look fine girl.” He rumbles in that low voice and I stammer. “Y-you shouldn’t say such things.”
There. That told him. Besides Darian is a prat. Always having ladies over. I know he has even taken drugs in the past which is just so wrong. It’s how he ended up being my boyfriend’s roommate. Oh my Sam is so very sweet to take this struggling young man in. To give him a second chance at life.
I move past him and I can feel his gaze on my body. Redemption can not come soon enough for that man. I steel myself anyway and walk in with my head held high.
Couples Holiday. [mf] [mmf] [mm] [swing] [oral]
Me and my boring husband have been stuck in a rut in every way imaginable for years now. Every day the same. Work, cook, clean, no sex, bed. Repeat. I feel unattractive and unwanted. As he’s working late one evening, as he so often does, I find myself looking for some erotic inspiration as I slide my hands into my silky lace underwear and slowly stroke myself.
I stumble across an internet page for a hotel in mexico stating “COUPLES ONLY, SPICE UP YOUR SEX LIFE” and it peaks my intrigue….this is exactly what I need. I book us the next available flight. We leave next week.
Much to hubby’s annoyance, we arrive on my surprise sex-cation, check into the chic hotel, full of leather and satin from wall to wall, sexy lighting and provocative statues and paintings….I already felt aroused, it’s just a shame it wasn’t by my husband….
We get changed and decide to explore the pool area….we walk around the circumference of the heart shaped pool looking for a good spot, surrounded by the most beautiful men and women I’d ever seen, all wearing next to nothing and with a sexually charged vibe in the air. That’s when I saw you…
I [27M] made my Muslim ex-girlfriend wear a hijab during sex [MF]
When I was with my ex she would tease me that as a white guy I was attracted to her for all the wrong reasons, that I simply was with her because she was a brown Muslim girl and that I fetishized her culture and skin tone. I claimed I found her attractive because she had eyes that could seduce anyone and she had an hourglass figure to die for. She would enjoy the compliments and I could tell that she would make the accusation that I just had a thing for brown girls (which was absolutely true) whenever she feel like she needed a confidence boost, and wasn’t used to directly asking for what she needed. I obliged since she was gorgeous and I enjoyed making her feel good.
Lingerie was very important to both of our sex lives, and I enjoyed having her doll up for me before being intimate. I secretly enjoyed the wait and seeing her come to me looking like a sex goddess made me want her even more.