A favour/ Fucked my wife’s friend [MF]

This happened on Wednesday. A group of us had gone out for drinks. I was with my wife and a few common friends. My wife had also Invited a friend of hers who I had never met. She was traveling from out of town and was supposed to be in our city for a couple of days.

We drank at a place and decided to hop to another. Her friend, my wife and I decided to go in my car. Midway my wife said she felt uneasy and wanted to be dropped home. Dropped her.

While we were driving to the next pub her friend requested me to swing past her hotel as she had ro pick her card. Both of us were drunk and started talking dirty. A lot of more than playful flirting

Reached there. And she straight up said that she wanted ro fuck me. Said she hasn’t had a proper cock in a very long time and I needed to do her that favour.

To be honest I wanted to fuck her too. She was extremely hot and was wearing the right dress. I have this thing for dresses that ride up to thighs. A major turn on for me.

Lovin’ in the Apocalypse Ch. 11 [Apocalypse, romance, horror, loving wife, flirting, teasing, cheating]

Last time on, Lovin’ in the Apocalypse!

Rachel invited Kelsey over for dinner but was gone when the young woman arrived. Safely behind walls and with hours of alone time, Tom and Kelsey finally take it all the way. 

What was Rachel doing during all that adultery? Find out now!

Chapter 11: Guard Duty 2: Electric Boogaloo

Rachel walked to the front gate with a light head and squirming gut. The air was thick from the excitement she felt. It was strange to be this excited and not even be the one getting fucked. But the facts were undeniable. When Rachel pictured Kelsey walking into their cabin and going for Tom, it made her pussy feel like it was on fire. How long would it take before her husband was buried inside that seductress? Rachel would be willing to bet it would not take more than a few minutes. The only thing that could make this better would be a peep hole she could watch them through. She would have to talk to Tom about installing that. 

Lovin’ in the Apocalypse Ch.11 [Apocalypse, romance, horror, loving wife, flirting, teasing, cheating]

Last time on, Lovin’ in the Apocalypse!

Rachel invited Kelsey over for dinner but was gone when the young woman arrived. Safely behind walls and with hours of alone time, Tom and Kelsey finally take it all the way.

What was Rachel doing during all that adultery? Find out now!

Chapter 11: Guard Duty 2: Electric Boogaloo

Rachel walked to the front gate with a light head and squirming gut. The air was thick from the excitement she felt. It was strange to be this excited and not even be the one getting fucked. But the facts were undeniable. When Rachel pictured Kelsey walking into their cabin and going for Tom, it made her pussy feel like it was on fire. How long would it take before her husband was buried inside that seductress? Rachel would be willing to bet it would not take more than a few minutes. The only thing that could make this better would be a peep hole she could watch them through. She would have to talk to Tom about installing that.

I Fucked a Guy on My Couch, Mainly to Prove I Wasn’t Racist [FM]

You would never guess, but I am actually extremely shy around people I don’t know. Especially when the topic of sex comes up.

I was 19 and had just moved into my roommate Ashley’s apartment. We had met a few times before, but she was more a friend of a friend rather than a “friend”. I met her boyfriend Darrel early on and we all got along really well, especially because we would always smoke when he came over.

We had just got done smoking when someone knocked on the door and then walked in on their own. It was a tall black man, our age and well dressed. He had a beautiful smile, but the first thing I noticed was his arms threatening to burst his shirt sleeves. It actually startled me a bit because I wasn’t expecting anyone to be coming over, but I quickly realized it was Darrel’s friend. I smiled and waved awkwardly from my big chair with too many pillows when they introduced me.

I mostly kept to myself while they talked, just pretending to watch whatever was playing on the TV. Like I said I’m pretty shy, and to top it off I was only wearing hang-out clothes. A big t-shirt with long socks and gym shorts.

The Real Road Trip Slut, Part 4 [degradation] [group] [bdsm] [impact play] [humiliation] [voyeurism]

Some disclaimers and CWs: Doomy co-wrote this story with me. All impact play, derogatory language and fucking was consensual and negotiated before the scene.

This is also part of a series. [Part 1 is our drive to Las Vegas] (https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t3om19/the_real_road_trip_slut_part_1_mf_exhibitionism/). [Part 2 is our first night in a hotel](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t5ao2p/the_real_road_trip_slut_part_2_mf_degradation/). [Part 3 is the morning and afternoon before](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tworte/the_real_road_trip_slut_part_3_mf_degradation/) Part 4:

“Be polite, whore,” I said. “Look at our guests while I’m hurting you.”

Doomy was the only one naked in the room. Her tight body was on full display, with her legs trapped in a spreader bar and her arms and neck locked into a self-build pillory I call “Mr. Scarecrow.”

It was amusing watching her struggle. She could barely walk, so it was easy to grab her fit body and just toss her to wherever I needed her. No need to ask, at this point she was completely my fucktoy, mindless in her only purpose of serving me.

Our guests were a cute married couple that I met online a couple days before. They were new to swinging and curious about exploring their voyeurism. I wanted a couple to watch as I tied up, spanked and fucked Doomy, and they were eager to say yes.

Alexander Thorsson: Telling the Story. No. 1

[Telling the Story no. 1](https://jeremiah-moze.vids.io/videos/d39eddb21b1de1c35a/an-elderly-gentleman-and-four-lovers-30-00-mp4)

And the other girls… Of course, I enjoy the memory of their mouths around my erection, with semen dripping from lips.

I enjoy the memory of their aroused vaginal folds, viscous and ready for pleasure. Their orgasms made by my tongue and my fingers. Their orgasms made because I chose to love them. And now and then, a few chose to love me. Love making the sex truly worthwhile. A tender sharing, more than a convenient
satisfying sneeze.

Do our shared orgasms bring us closer to God? Yes. If we let them. If we see our sexual actions as religious rituals, many new experiences become possible. The orgasms no longer the goal, the orgasms the vehicle, the starship launching into spiritual realms, places we have never been before, entire galaxies full of planets, each planet full of lifeforms, ten thousands new joys, these extraterrestrial joys not possible when sexual action is a burp or a sneeze, or anything less than a religious ritual.

The Church Wife: Part One [MF] [Straight Sex] [Married Couple] [Creampie] [Cum Dumpster] [Religion] [Church]

*Some of the characters mentioned in this story are from another one of my stories named Sister-in-Law, it would make more sense to read that story first as events that happened in that story also appear in this one. Thank you.*

“You said her name again last night,” I turned and looked at Andy as he packed his things to get ready for work.

“I did not,” Andy replied.

‘Hope, oh Hope, I love those….’ I hit the stop button on the recording on my phone. “It woke me up, you went on for a few minutes on and off.”

“It’s just a fantasy,” Andry said, dropping his things and walking over to me. He kissed me on the forehead and went back to his bag.

“A fantasy involving a real woman, you have actually met,” I added. “At least my fantasy is an actor I never will meet.”

“I don’t know Superman might come down and save you one day,” Andy laughed.

The dick that actually made me insane [MF]

*Damn it, I wrote this story only for me and have really not wanted to post it. It’s very personal and makes me look insane. However, I’m taking the monthly contest as a sign that it’s finally time. Y’all are really about to see how human I am*

*I thought about breaking this into parts, but it just doesn’t work.*

If it seems like I usually have the upper hand in my stories, it’s because I do. I wasn’t cold when I was younger, but incredibly guarded. My confidence was outrageously high and I was usually the one to drive people crazy.

Until this dude.

I’ve dated a lot of folks I wonder about, buy this is actually the one who “got away.” It’s still painful to think about and there is no way for me to write this without sounding batshit crazy. I have no idea how he would tell this story, but I highly doubt I’m his “one who got away.” I still can’t make sense of this.

A Massage Therapist with Benefits – Part 2

Part 2 of this particular story with a part 3 coming later. I was going to do it in 2 parts but felt that part 2 would be two long. This is the 3rd piece of literature I have written in this series. Really would love to hear some feedback and criticisms. I’d also like to hear your favorite part so far.

Story that started the series and Part 1 of this story can be found on my page.

This is a fictional story that is loosely based on a few real life experiences I have had. Enjoy!

I walk to my car and look at my phone. It’s Susannah. 5 texts and 2 images

“Look what you did to me”
“I’m so wet I wish you could’ve fucked me”
“How long are you going out for tonight”
“You should come over instead of going out, I’ll stay up waiting for you”
“It’ll be worth it ;)”

The first image is a picture looking down into a giant wet stain in her thong. The second image is her lifting up her scrubs and bra hiding her nipples with her arm.

A Massage Therapist with Benefits – Part 2

Part 2 of this particular story with a part 3 coming later. I was going to do it in 2 parts but felt that part 2 would be two long. This is the 3rd piece of literature I have written in this series. Really would love to hear some feedback and criticisms. I’d also like to hear your favorite part so far.

Story that started the series: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t7jkns/the_best_christmas_gift_ever_a_story_about_a/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

Part 1 is here: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tquor3/a_massage_therapist_with_benefits_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

This is a fictional story that is loosely based on a few real life experiences I have had. Enjoy!

…I walk to my car and look at my phone. It’s Susannah. 5 texts and 2 images

“Look what you did to me”
“I’m so wet I wish you could’ve fucked me”
“How long are you going out for tonight”
“You should come over instead of going out, I’ll stay up waiting for you”
“It’ll be worth it ;)”

The first image is a picture looking down into a giant wet stain in her thong. The second image is her lifting up her scrubs and bra hiding her nipples with her arm.

I respond “idk maybe. I haven’t seen these friends in months. Maybe we can hang out after thanksgiving.”