I met Laura the day I started graduate school at our program’s welcome night for new students. I had moved across the country to start this program in Oregon, found an apartment on craigslist, knew no one in the new city, and knew I needed to fuck her the moment I met her and her strikingly beautiful eyes. She was a new student in the program as well but was from the area, had attended the school prior for her undergraduate degree, and, because of her familiarity with the program faculty, had become a sort of de facto welcome leader for the program’s cohort. She was tall, probably 5’9″ – a couple inches shorter than me -, thin, and had those gorgeous doe-like eyes to fit her Zoe Dechanel like vibes. She was wearing a bright yellow dress, clearly showing off her pale skin, impressive tits, and long thin legs. She was probably a 7 or so by big city standards but she looked like a girl designed specifically to make me strain against my pants. She was fucking perfect. Artsy bangs, cute runner’s ass, and these full tits that had no business being on a girl that thin.
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Wife’s friend helps with their marriage part 3 [MF+F] [Teasing] [Public]
*Before reading this you may want to read* [*part 1*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/otd2pr/wifes_friend_helps_with_their_marriage_ffm/) *and* [*part 2*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ovwzo6/wifes_friend_helps_with_their_marriage_part_2_ffm/)*, but it isn’t essential. Please do let me know in the comments or DM what you think, or if you have any ideas for where this relationship might head. Reading time is less than 10 mins for each part.*
Jane: Hi Rob
Rob: Hello, why are you texting me when we are in the same room?
Rob: Actually where are you, I can’t see you at your table?
Jane: I think you know why. And I’m hiding in a corner.
Rob: Here, now, really?
Jane: No arguing. You’ve done well these last two weeks. Don’t blow your chance to see us together now.
Jane: Susan told me she’s never had so many orgasms. But poor you must be so frustrated. All that touching and licking and you’ve not cum once. Well done you!
Jane: I’ve enjoyed being your tormentor. But I am looking forward to tonight. Are you?
Rob: I’ve been thinking about it all week. You look amazing in that dress.
Jane: Thank you! :)
First Time Sharing My Wife
Occasionally, my wife goes out of town for work. This was one of those times. She leaves me, for usually 4-5 days, all alone. On this particular occasion, it would be closer to two weeks. And this time, something happened, something strange, something new, and something…well…you’ll have to see for yourself.
On day ten of this particular trip, she texted me that she was going out with a group of colleagues. Of course she asked if it was okay, and of course I said yes. We trust each other completely. There’s never been a reason not to. Our sex is always hot, a bit kinky at times, and plentiful. So go! Have a good time with your people.
A few hours later, I was feeling a bit…shall we say…frisky. I have a toy, actually, I have more than a few. This one wraps around my penis, and with just the right amount of lube, it feels OH SO GOOD. I was getting myself a bit worked up, I mean it had been ten days since my last sexual encounter, and I needed something wet, something more than my hand. This would be perfect. Right around the time I was getting super aroused, but not yet playing with myself, my phone chimed. It was my wife.
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The longer we wait, the harder we fuck – Two Redditors finally get a room [MF]
The beep of each passing floor is the only sound that cuts through the silence inside this elevator. Not a word since leaving the bar. Nothing needs to be said. We both know what comes next, and we’ve talked about it for what seems like months of torture. Nerves and tension and lust and excitement all rolled into our alternating glances at each other and our anxious gazes at the illuminated numbers above the door. It takes every ounce of control for me not to take you right here. I could easily lift this dress, but I tell myself, “I’ve waited 12 weeks…what’s 12 more floors?”
Your hand squeezes mine. You look up from your strappy heels and flash me a nervous smile, a cute nose scrunch and two flutters of your eyes. I squeeze back, release your hand, then grip your ass for the first time. The next 45 seconds of our ascent might as well be an hour. My head is foggy. Tunnel vision. Tunnel thoughts. We’re both drunk on something and stumbling toward the only thing we both need.
Another uni story, the night of truth or dare [MF]
So second year of uni and a group of us have moved into our house. A few weeks in we finally had a night out all together. And one of the girls decided it would be fun to play truth or dare while we are out. She decided each bar we went into we all had to do a truth or dare, the alternate what we did in the next bar. So at first it was just silly stuff, go chat to a guy at the bar, try get a girls number and so on.
After a few drinks we started to up it a bit. Me and another girl were very close friends, and we did flirt but never acted on it. So I said dare and I got dared to kiss her so we did, and likewise when it was her turn she had grind on me for a minute or so. Our friends kept making our truth or dares about us. It made us naturally sit next to each other, stroke each others legs when sat down. We got up to leave this bar and I had a cheeky feel of her bum while she stood up. As everyone walked round the corner she grabbed pulled me in and said thats cheeky, and gave me a little kiss. We both knew then we wanted each other that night.
When we got outside our friends got in a taxi to head to the local nightclub. We got in the second one, it was just me and the girl so immediately we began kissing, feeling each other. Couldn’t do too much as we was in a taxi.
As we got to the club our friends weren’t outside so I directed our taxi to leave and take is home…
We couldn’t keep our hands off each other, as soon as we got in the door I pinned her to the wall, undoing her jeans and putting my hand in to play with her clit. She pushed me off, taking off her top and mine as we walked into the living room, she pushed me onto the sofa and sat on me. I played with her tits, sucking her nipples,sliding my jeans down so I was just in boxers. She got on her knees and began to give me a BJ, it was amazing. I could hear her playing with herself while doing it which turned me on more. I was to cumming and I told her but she wouldn’t stop, I came in her mouth and she swallowed it. She stood up took my hand and took me to her bedroom, telling me I had to satisfy her now.
[F]irst time hooking up with [M]y ex
First post here… hopefully y’all like this story. Warning, its a bit long…
A few years ago i started hanging out with this girl named Emily… she was super cute, honesty so far out of my league….she was my ideal girl, thin but not too skinny, brilliant figure, cute as fuck, smart, sweet, and seemed like she had a little bit of a naughty side. At time time, she was 20 and I was 22. We hung out for a while with a common group of friends, but I had eyes for her right from the start. Every time we would talk, it was like no one else was there, and I would get those stomach butterflies over and over with her. There was some very palpable sexual tension building between us,and it was driving me crazy.
Changing the rules of the happiness game (Part 4) [Str8][mf][inc][mast][mm]
We rolled apart, panting. In the almost-complete darkness — the only window in Timothy’s makeshift bedroom faced the blank brick wall of an airshaft — I strained to make out his face, wondered what he was thinking. After a while, his heavy breathing subsided. I could smell the faint scent of our ejaculation, intermingled with perspiration. Timothy didn’t say anything, and I remained silent as well. My emotions were churning. Part of me wanted to embrace him, to fall asleep in his arms, to seek any intimate contact to fill the hole that had been left in me when our parents forced Lily and me to stop sleeping in the same bed. But I recognized the essential impossibility of that. I liked Timothy as a friend, and I was somewhat intrigued by and attracted to his body, but of course I didn’t feel anything like the almost mystical bond I had with my sister. I was surprised, though not unhappy about what had happened tonight, but I had no clue what direction it would go next. Would Timothy push me away if I put my arms around him? Would he ever want to get off with me again, or was this just a lapse, something that he regretted and would disclaim any responsibility for? I just had no idea what to think, and I fell asleep wondering what I’d say to him in the morning.
Plotting Princesses – sisters work together to secure their thrones [ff][Fffm][inc][oral]
Ella stared out over the city that lay below her, wishing for a breath of fresh air to blow away the doldrums of summer. Her father had court wizards at his beck and call, and surely he payed them more than enough for them to be able to conjure up a light breeze. She rolled over in her chaise onto her back, facing up towards the yellow and white striped awning that covered the balcony. At least up here, one of the highest points in the castle, she could stare out towards the eastern mountains in peace, willing them to send down a stream of fresh air from their snow capped peaks. Yet it was futile.
She picked up a small novella that she had tossed aside earlier, finding her place once again. It was a romance novel, gifted to her by her father. It was terrible. Full of knights in shining armor, and damsels in distress and love at first sight. After a few more minutes of attempting to power through it, she dropped it to the floor again.
Where was the passion? Where was the sensuality? Where was the *sex*?
summer threesome (ffm)
I’ve only had one threesome in my life. It happened a few years ago, when I (25m then) was living with my ex girlfriend (24f at the time) while she was in grad school. It was completely amazing and feels worth describing at length (at least for me, lol).
My ex gf (“Kris” or “K”, let’s say) was always the “work hard / play hard” type who knew how to hit the books and also how to let loose. She liked having classmates visit our apartment to study or for casual potluck dinners. It was a pretty big rotating cast and I worked night shifts, so I didn’t get to know everyone super well and usually didn’t ask a bunch of questions. They were basically all her “school friends” and we had a different mutual friend group we spent time with.
I do remember “S” came through the apartment to study a few times during fall semester, one year. She was in a chemistry class with Kris, I think she was in a grad program for some kind of science or maybe engineering. She was a couple years older than us, like 26-27.