[F] My pics got (unknowly) posted in a group im in

Im in a few whatsappgroups where some hentai but also porn gets shared. Usually someone postes stuff they like and other sometimes comments on it – pretty normal stuff.

I also sometimes upload some .. lets call it “lewds” on reddit, when im really horny the exhibionist side of me wins.

Anyways this monday i was scrolling true some of the groups – not even being really horny just like because i was bored and then i looked at an pretty familiar pic. It was the last picture i uploaded on reddit – the comments to it were quite civil, it was threaten like every other picture in the group. No comment about how it could be me, so i assume no one of the group knows? I kinda “know” everyone in the group, but we never saw each other irl or have to do a lot beside this group.
But the moment i saw my own picture there it was like an electric shock.
On the one hand im pretty happy they dont know it was me, on the other – it might have gave more comments from them if they did and that would have been an turn on. Now im kinda curious if this ever will happen again or it was just pure coincidence. But in the end i kinda find it funny

[F/a4A] large age gaps, all incest pairings, ddlg! come have KINKY fun

Not looking for OOC chat.

❤️ **kinks & story favorites:** very large extreme age gaps — size differences — ddlg — incest — brat — sub/dom — threesomes/orgies/harem — clothed — teasing — noncon or dubcon — voyeurism/being watched — public — teaching — anal and rimming — rough — breastfeeding — edging — oral — messy — aftercare — romance/affection — beast (dog/wolf, horse, bear, humanoid or canine beasts) and many many more!

❌ **limits:** scat, blood, furries, extreme body modifications, futa

 

💟 **BONUS, my favorite plot points:**

**Favorite pairings:** LARGE EXTREME age gap — daddy or older male — uncle or grandpa — beast — mother x son or daughter — neighbor — coach/mentor — MFF+

 

Is bathtime your favorite, playing with toys and teaching to wash every spot? Maybe bedtime after, tucking in with cuddles and a picture book? Slumber parties and sleepovers make even more fun! Help your princess learn how to please Daddy and leave her binky behind before bed. Let Mommy cuddle her sweetie in the morning while you feed on her full tits. Open to incest pairings of all relationships, especially LARGE age gaps!

The odd one out (MMMF, nc, humiliation, oral)

Trigger Warning: While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read. Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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It was winter break. I was home from college finally, with a chance to hang out with my old friends again. Just time to relax, catch up, and joke around like we used to. That was our plan at least.

“So why would you ever root for them again? They’re like our rivals?” Jason was asking with a hint of annoyance as he sipped at his 5th beer.

“What?” I replied “My dad was born in Seattle remember? I’ve just always rooted for them I guess.”

“You know they’re going to lose right?” Jason replied.

“Hmm i dunno, we’ll see.” I replied a bit smugly.

Football was on today, and Jason, Kyle, Scott and myself were all lounging in Scott’s living room glued to the big game. I was lounging on the loveseat and the 3 guys were sharing the couch. There was only a few minutes left, and it was all tied up.

ASMODAL INN: PART THREE [cheating][hotwife][haunted][exhib][voyeur][cnc][public]

ASMODAL INN

PART THREE (author’s note, to understand some events in this chapter, you need to read parts one and two)

LINK TO PART ONE: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tjxe3g/asmodal_inn_part_one/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tjxe3g/asmodal_inn_part_one/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

LINK TO PART TWO: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tojmam/asmodal_inn_part_two_publicexhibmile/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

“Honey,” Amber whispered into his ear waking him up after he dozed off on the incredibly large and unbelievably comfortable couch. “You’re still soaking wet, why don’t you go take a shower and change your clothes.”

He had been out in the rain and he was still fighting an unresolved raging hard on after what happened on the plane and what he saw the unfinished side of the building. He looked out the window, the rain had stopped and the sun was shining brightly on the stark lack of scenery, the bright rays streaming through the window and reflecting off the caramel colored walls casting a golden glow throughout the large suite.

He slid open the pocket door into the bathroom. The only place in the room with any privacy was immediately behind the door and there was a small wall concealing the toilet, the rest was exposed to view through the clear glass walls of the large shower. Duane had said that the suite was “purpose built”, Jake didn’t have to think too hard to imagine what “purpose” he had in mind.

Post-party hot tub time [MF]

This happened many years ago back in college with a now ex-girlfriend named Gina. She was shorter, maybe 5’5”, with light brown hair and green eyes. When she smiled, she did it out of one corner of her mouth, and she was always down for an adventure of any sort. We were out at party with a group of friends in a student housing complex right next to the campus – one of those pre-COVID parties where everyone shares one giant tub of jungle juice and miraculously nobody got sick.

The night went on as normal. Drinking, beer pong, meeting random people and becoming best friends before promptly forgetting about each other the next day. Somewhere around 1 am, we all decided to call it quits, and walk back to our respective apartments. She actually lived in the same complex as the party, while I, and the bulk of the rest of the group, lived in the complex across the street. Gina said that she’d rather go back to her place instead of mine. I said of course, assuming she just didn’t want to walk further than necessary that late at night. Our group got to an intersection and we all split up, saying good bye and making plans to get bagels in the morning. Gina then took my hand and led me in the opposite direction, toward her apartment. “We’re not going home,” she whispered. Before I could ask what she meant, she took a hard right turn, right toward the pool house.

THE INVITATION: BASED loosely ON TRUE EVENTS

THE INVITATION: BASED loosely ON TRUE EVENTS

Sixteen years.

Sixteen years she has stayed by my side.

For sixteen years, she has been my ever loving wife. She was the mother of my two children, both now teenagers. To her, sixteen years was a lifetime and she would complain of the ravages that time has taken on her body. To me, sixteen years ago was yesterday and she was still the 19 year old college student from L.A. that I married.

I tried to show her, every chance I got, that she was still the object of my desire. In truth, I felt that I was the one to whom time had been unkind. When I met her, I was a 22 year old Lance Corporal in the Marine Corps, full of life and motovation. She stood by my side when I was promoted to corporal. I stood by her side while she gave birth to our son. I saw her crying while she held our six week old baby in her arms as I got on the bus when I deployed to Iraq. It was her smiling face that I saw when I closed my eyes at night and when I stepped back off the bus when we came home. So many years later, my hair had gone gray and the long term consequences of military life had taken their toll, but she was still by my side. I tried to make her see that it was my own failing, and not hers, when my ability to “stand at attention” needed medical intervention, I could understand how she would think it was because of her… But it wasn’t.

Got fingered on the dance floor by a coworker, while my boyfriend had no idea [FM]

After work last night a group of my coworkers decided to go out for drinks. I caved and decided I would go with. I had just returned to the show and it was good to be back with familiar friends. It was a mix of guys and girls and we went to a bar with a dance floor. It was packed. My boyfriend came out to meet us.

Exhaustion from work led to me being drunk very, very easily. I found myself in a booth with KeShawn on one side of me (chubby, tall black guy) and Kate on the other side (mousey, party animal). My boyfriend was off by the bar chatting with two guys he knew from my work.

As we sat around the table the topic of penis size came up as Kate lamented her last tinder hook up having a small penis. I asked her how small and she said, “He was tiny, like five inches”.

Before I could stop myself I blurted out, “That’s still bigger then my boyfriend.”

KeShawn practically spit out his water.

I went bright red.

“He’s that small?? Girl, I’m so sorry! RIP babe. How do you even feel that?” Kate started rattling off questions.

My best friends brother… Pt3 Not a coincidence? [MM]

My best friends brother… Pt3

I woke up later that morning and rolled over… he wasn’t there anymore. I sat up rubbing my throbbing head. I slowly stepped out of bed, afraid my light headed-ness would cause me to collapse to the floor. I heard the keys jiggle in the door before it opened. It was Drew with a bag of Dunkin Doughnuts and 2 Iced coffees.

Drew: I figured you’d need something when you got up. Haha you ok bud?

Me: Yea… I have a little head ache but I’m fine.

Drew: Oh I got something for that too.

He went into his pocket and threw a small packet into my open hands. It was a Tylenol.

Me: Thanks.

Drew: You got any plans today?

Me: Um, not that I can think of.

Drew: Good, you can come with me then.

Me: And where’s that?

Drew: Well I have practice in a hour and then maybe we can get something to eat at this arcade place I know. They got some fun games there too.

Friendly neighborhood sluts 5: One year anniversary party – Part 1 [Group]

Thank you for all the DMs and chats lately asking about our neighbors, everything with them has been really good and we have been continuing to have swap partners here and there or as a group when we are in the mood for more one on one time! I also appreciate the feedback that people liked the visuals I added to the last story about my wife’s new friend to help paint the picture a bit better so I will continue to try and do that.

If you are only here for the sex, scroll down to the “****”.

The last year with them has been filled with a lot of fun and our relationship has maintained its “honeymoon” phase where every time we are together we know the other is thinking about when we will be able play with each other.

Jamie and I had been reminded on how our anniversary of extending our friendship into the sexual realm was coming up and thought it would be fun if we rented a house away for the weekend with our wives and spoiled them with anything we could think of to show them our appreciation.

The Shapeshifter – Becoming their dream girl (FM) (Science fiction)

From what I’ve observed of human culture, having lived on Earth for the last few years, the things you imagine an alien species would want from Earth – water, minerals, oil etc – are actually the things that you would want from another planet. You fail to see past your own subjectivity and imagine that an alien species might think differently from you, act differently from you and, most importantly, want different things from you.