Tag: Group

Gym – A woman finds multiple partners at the gym when her boyfriend decides to play around.. [FMMMM] [exhib] [group]

Cindy was ready for the weekend. She had been in the hot seat at every meeting during the last week. Her normally crisp business skirt and jacket were wrinkled from the 3-hour long planning session, which she had just left. Cindy began the process of putting all thoughts of work aside as she drove to the Gym. The physical exertion would help get her tired out, a refreshing shower and a good nights sleep should finish the job. 

Her boyfriend, Kurt, was working late at the Gym due to the construction. They were in the process of remodeling and expanding the facilities. He would be off for the rest of the weekend and had promised to make up for the late night Friday by taking her out on Saturday. 

The sun was setting and the lights flickered on in the nearly empty parking lot when she pulled up. There was a white van with ‘Matt’s Plumbing’ painted on the side parked beside the back entrance. Cindy gathered her bag from the trunk and made her way inside. 

Kurt was sitting at the desk reading a fitness magazine when she walked in the front door. “Hi dear.” She waved at him.  Read more »

[MF] I’ve been fantasizing about a guy I met before quarantine and it’s driving me crazy

Hi, I’m Andrea or Ann, whichever you prefer :)

I usually keep this stuff in my personal journal but my latest escapade might be exciting enough to post here! Please excuse some of the weirdness and incongruity that might appear, I’m essentially editing together multiple journal entries from different days into one big chunk!

I work in a downtown space that shares buildings with a bunch of other companies so there’s always lots of people around. So I know a few people, recognize a *bunch* of people, but am only familiar with a small group.

ANYWAYS. Who cares.

Just before the virus got really scary, I ran into a new guy at the building that I was *immediately* attracted to. Right away he was bantering back and forth with an easy confidence. Such a turn on. I razzed him about the tie he was wearing and he just immediately played it up and we laughed together. He asked me if I wanted to have lunch with him. Too bad, since I was already having lunch with my mom that day. Read more »

[FM] My [18F] first time having someone [22M] fuck me with a strap on [trans]

[I hate writing notes at the beginning of stories, but this one is important. Before you write a transphobic comment questioning or joking about Ben’s gender – don’t. Just don’t. Trans men are men. Trans women are women. Transphobia and/or fetishization will not be tolerated in the comments. I’ll be monitoring them closely, and I will block and report you faster than you can say “[J.K. Rowling](https://www.thetrevorproject.org/2020/06/08/daniel-radcliffe-responds-to-j-k-rowlings-tweets-on-gender-identity/).” Happy to answer questions if they are politely phrased and coming from a place of genuine curiosity, but you have to remember that I am not trans, and I am not representing the trans community. [Here](https://www.thetrevorproject.org/resources/trevor-support-center/a-guide-to-being-an-ally-to-transgender-and-nonbinary-youth/) is a good introduction to being an ally to trans and nonbinary people. Enjoy the story!]

From the moment I met Ben, I thought he was hot as fuck. He wasn’t much taller than I was, but he oozed confidence with every smile. It helped that he always dressed like a French author on a jaunt on the Riviera and generally looked as if he belonged in a black and white film with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a typewriter in front of him. His short blond hair was always coifed, his scruff impeccably trimmed. I wanted to cut my lips on his jawline. Read more »

Cracking open a cold one with the boys [MM] [FMMMM] [T] [group sex] [oral] [anal] [voy]

“The boys,” Raquel called them affectionately. “I’m off to see the boys,” she’d tell her roommate, or “The boys and I are going to smoke a bowl and watch TV.” When she talked about them to others they were never Mike, Andre, Kevin, or Tim, for although Tim had been her friend first, now she rarely spent time with them individually; instead they were a sort of collective entity of weed and good-natured dumbassery. Mike was a bigger guy, with a short, scruffy beard and a generous belly, who had strong feelings about sports. Andre, whose thin locs were generally held back with a bandana, was deeply sardonic, but he was always thinking of others and making sure there were adequate snacks. Kevin, a slim, nerdy sort with thick-rimmed black glasses and black hair which he usually kept buzzed, was the main provisioner of weed, which he bought at a discounted rate from his ex-boyfriend. Tim, her longtime friend, was hot-tempered and the most likely to pick a fight with the others, but on his best nights he’d bring out his guitar and play whatever songs people wanted to hear. Read more »

I [M] went from getting orally serviced by one of our team’s water girls, to discovering she’s trans [TF], pounding her in the shower and then upwards from there ?

I play competitive soccer full-time for most of the year. It’s a very good gig, all told. There’s a small group of all-purpose team helpers who do stuff like getting water, collecting towels, running “go-for” errands and stuff. All of them are college-age. Two years ago, a new girl started – Leslie. (Not her real name, obviously.) Real pretty, 23 years old (I’m a little over ten years older), short, curly blonde hair, green eyes, and an amazing rack. I noticed her right away.

Everyone on the team is really friendly with the “gofers,” since they’re around all the time. Even the girls are often in the locker room while the guys are in various stages of undress. It’s just how things work. In part for that reason, there are supposed to be strict rules about no fraternizing with them or other team staff. But… that rule goes ignored pretty frequently, which is pretty common with sports teams.

Leslie noticed me, too. She would cheer me on the field, give me eyes off of it. I realized, later on, that she mentioned her hotel room to me a couple of times on away games, and that I should’ve realized what she was hinting at. Read more »

Forced to Match the Movements [FFM, predicament, machine]

Esma was always insatiable after a big night out. As the yellow of the sun began to pierce through the gaps in the curtains, both girls came-to gently. Fuzzy memories of the night before danced around their blurry minds, the taste of tequila still dark on their tongues. It wasn’t long before Ashley spotted the wicked look in Esma’s eye.

Last night they crashed as soon as they got home, they never really had drunk sex – despite how horny Ashley would get when buzzed – because Esma was always too sleepy. On the other hand, Esma loved hungover morning sex and was already letting her hands roam Ashley’s incredible figure through the thin silky pajamas. She ran her dainty fingers up Ashley’s taut stomach up to the swelling orbs of her chest, gently tracing her fingers over the hardening nipples. Another hand groped Ashley’s ripe little ass, trailing down the spongy soft skin of her slender legs.

Ashley’s skin was pale and creamy, lightly dusted with tiny freckles. The most concentrated freckles were across her nose, trailing to those irresistible pillowy cheeks. She was adorable. How could someone be so cute in their mid-twenties? Esma was always struck but how beautiful her partner was. Those shimmering blue eyes, and her dirty blonde hair, combined with her sizable tits and sensational figure – it was a dangerous combination. Read more »

The Sybian Trap – Part 2 [F, Predicament]

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hszx6h/the_sybian_trap_f_predicament/)

Suddenly all the energy that had left her returned in a stab of adrenaline shooting out from her stomach. She was paralysed for a moment, staring at the words as the ‘For’ bar began to be filled in with green from the left hand side. A little red trickled into the ‘Against’ bar, but with hardly anyone seemed to be voting the way she would have liked. A few messages popped up as people cast their vote.

“Nah not my thing” said one

“I came already, no sense hurting the poor girl.” came another. But most of them were wholly in favour.

“Put it in her ass, you can tell she wants it,” said one message.

“She’s gonna be so tight.” read another. Her eyes watered as she read them. She was too shocked to speak. This couldn’t be happening to her, how could they still find more to take from her. Hadn’t they taken enough? Read more »

[MF] Getting back in touch with Jenny

English is not my mother language, so excuse me any mistakes.

Also I like to read stories with more background, so I do the same. Hope you like.

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Some background:

This is a story that started a lot of years ago. My hometown is a small city, about 20k of population, where nothing happened, the kind of place where you grow up dreaming about leaving, and move to bigger places. But looking back now, more than a decade later, it was a great place to grow.

As natural, some kids move out chasing their dreams, some move out for college and university and come back, and others never leave. I was one that left for college, and never came back, nevertheless, I still visit my parents and brothers frequently.

Going back to when I was 15 years old, I was once in the park with a friend, just hanging out, when we notice a group of younger girls (around 13), giggling and smiling to us. One of them came to us, and told me that her friend (let’s call her Jenny) really liked me. Well, although 2 years is nothing, when you’re in that range, it’s a big difference, so i just laughed and tried to politely decline any “date” they were thinking. Read more »

I [F]20 was supposed to meet my boyfriend in the morning, instead I get creampied twice by two different guys in an unexpected 4some and wake up in their room. [MMFF]

It was a Saturday evening and my friend Kate and I were meeting up for our weekly kickboxing class. Earlier that day, I was hanging out with my boyfriend and we went to watch a movie and eat an early dinner. I was wearing a skirt and blouse so I needed to first go home to change into workout clothes before meeting up with Kate. My boyfriend had to work a night shift but had time to blow so he offered to drive me to my house and to the gym. We’re a very sexual couple so knowing that I wouldn’t be able to see him later that night made me sad and I started to rub on his dick on the ride to my house. He moves my thong to the side and plays with my pussy the entire ride back. It feels so good that I just sit back and enjoy it while I play with my tits. When we get to my driveway he tells me to stay in my seat. He gets out of the car and opens the door and turns me and gets down and starts eating me out. I want to fuck him but the kickboxing class is a group class and it would really upset Kate if I were 15-20 minutes late. I promise my boyfriend I’ll come over to his place first thing in the morning and ride him all Sunday morning until he cums inside of me 3 times. I run inside to grab my clothes: a pair of gym shorts, a sports bra,sneakers, socks and a pair of Nike slides to walk comfortably after the class. My boyfriend drives me to the gym and I make it right on time, I give him a wet dirty kiss and tell him I love him. Read more »

Pick me up at the airport? [MF]

Walking through the gates, her eyes met his. Her heart stopped as he placed his hands around her waist and he leant in passionately to kiss her.

“Well. That’s one way to say hello.”
“What’s the other way?”

With a devilish grin she looked up at the sign above his head. She smirked, grabbed his hand and whispered, “I’m going to show you. Check your phone in a minute.”

She started walking away, looking back she purred “if you want me, come and find me.”

His phone buzzed a minute later “women’s bathroom. Enter, turn right, last cubicle. Don’t knock, just push.”

It was around 4:30pm, and he worried about being caught. But it was her cheekiness and willingness to risk getting caught that aroused him so much. His heart pounded as he neared the women’s bathroom, quickly checking either side – it seemed clear.

He pushed the door, bumping into an elderly woman “mister I think you have the wrong bathroom.”

“Oh right, yes, excuse me, I’m so sorry”

Thrown off, he doubled back and waited around the corner. Again, he tried. Read more »