[MF] the time I met my first freak.. fuck for survival

The time I faced a real freak… fuck for survival

The time I faced my first ever freak… fuck for survival

Captains log… slut files 15, early stages of manhood. Growing up all men like to believe they are the perfect symbol of sex.. ready to fuck the life out of any woman the minute we learn to masturbate. However, in life you learn valuable lessons about yourself when you finally face your match. A boy becomes a man when he faces a sexually mature woman, especially one that knows what the fuck she’s doing.

He [F]inally fucked me good. And then raw.

Long one sorry xo. Backstory is we met on tinder, hung out a few times and the third time I saw him I ended up sucking his dick. We’ve been casually having sex from the fourth time I saw him.

Now, this boy is very attractive and has slept with over 20 women after he lost his virginity senior year of high school, kind of like a sex spree since he was missing out on it for so long. Knowing this information, I thought he’d be a steed in bed. Unfortunately for me, he’s been lasting about three minutes, has no rhythm and says he’s not into doing “round twos” because he gets tired quickly. I figured I’d just take it as it is because I have no one else to fuck me, even though I was receiving the bare minimum of pleasure. Until recently (psa: all of this is before corona came into my area).

My friend fucked me hard at his house and treated me like an absolute queen [FM]

Its a long story, Maybe ill make this part 1All of this, every part is consensual sex.Sexual stuff starts after —————-This is my first time posting here, i hope i do good, i just wanted to stretch some creative muscles, My name is Emma and I am a 19 year old Female, 5 feet 8 inches, I am petite athlete with a C-cup bra size, I am a brunette,So i had recently moved to a new city to study business in a university, It was a new start for me as i was leaving behind a lot of drama, i was totally new there and had absolutely no friends except maybe my room mate, Ellie, i didn’t know her that well, but on my third day, my room mate introduced me to this guy in my business class (him and my room mate were from the same school) and we hit it off cuz we legit liked the same shows, vikings, game of thrones, ozark, we went hours and hours talking about them, anyways so we became friends over 3 months, we grew quite close. His name was Brian, he was 6 ft 2 inches, he had a really goddamn hot body, he used to be Lacrosse player in high school, He was blonde with a jaw line that could cut glass, he had beautiful blue eyes and even thought he had these incredible features, facially over-all he was just alright 7/10 but his body goddamn 11/10. University is so much different then school you can’t just become friends with every person you meet, everyone’s just looking out for themselves so he was my only actual close friend, i worried about tests with him, i ranted about my fav character dying with him, i pretty much did everything with him.

A [F]riend in need [M]

“Hey Amy, what’s taking so long?” I shout up the stairs. It’s already 7.30 and I don’t want to remind her yet again what time the film is starting. I know the film won’t start exactly at 8pm but I can’t help myself. I get agitated when I’m late for things, even more so when it’s not my doing. Having known Amy since primary school, I’m very used to her ability to make a simple trip to the cinema a whole bother. Back in high school, our friends would always tease us, hypothesising how cute it would be when we ‘finally got together’ but moments like these reminded me why I had buried any crushing feelings I had had for her when we had gone our separate ways for college. Now only 6 months later she was even more disorganised, not that I could blame her. Every time we’ve seen each other since the start of the school year she’s seemed absent minded and jittery. She’s always so kind and we’d been thick as thieves all through our adolescence, but recently she’s been distant. I don’t want to pile more stress on her so I just sit at her kitchen counter, tapping my fingers nervously. I glance at my phone again, hearing a loud thud from upstairs. I’m not sure if it’s concern or boredom that drives me but I head up the carpeted steps, kicking my shoes off as I walk.
“Amy, everything alright?” I ask, leaning against the banister outside her bedroom. The door still has ‘say the passwerd to enter’ scrawled on it from when we used to make pillow forts in her room during sleepovers.
“I’m in here.” Amy’s voice is muffled, and she sounds irritated. I walk down the hall and knock loudly
“Hey hurry up, we’re gonna be late” I nearly shout through the door. It’s slightly ajar now, she must have forgotten to close the door properly
“Yeah just a sec, I’m getting ready” she responds. Had she not been doing this for the last 20 minutes I would have been placated by that response.
“What could possibly take so long?” I ask in a tone that is heading towards anger.
“Can you just be patient, christ it’s like you just met me or something” she throws back, sounding quite aggrieved. I knock again just to annoy her, harder than I mean and the door swings open further.

Casey’s Exploration [MM]

*Hello, I’m Casey. This is the first story I wrote, so apologize if it’s not the best. I hope to get better at writing my erotic tales–fiction and non-fiction alike. Would love to hear feedback, and ways to improve. And I hope to post more stories soon!*

*Tags: MM, Dom/Sub, Internet Hook-up*

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When I graduated high school, I went to college out of state, in an attempt of self-discovery. I moved in with my uncle, who had a spare room. The beginning months of living in a new place was depressing. I didn’t have my friends anymore, and I now had to face who I was.

Deep down, I knew I was gay. But it was hard to accept at the time. I kept denying it throughout high school, but moving away gave me freedom to explore. It was a fresh start, with no judgement. Or at least no judgement from people I knew.

Quarantined with the Landlord Part II [MF] [cheating]

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ga30xi/quarantined_with_the_landlord_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)–The Backstory

Ben sat, stunned by the bluntness as much as the information. He was convinced Lauren’s nonchalance had to be an act. But he spent the night with this woman, she was too discerning not to know her husband was a philanderer. But with Stephanie? Either he didn’t care or thought she was stupid. After too long of a silence, Lauren stood up and reached for his glass, “Maybe I’ll move somewhere and tend bar too.” She left the room and Ben stared at the ceiling, formulating what to say. He could tell her what people really thought about Brooks, what a joke he was. No. That would be an insult. He could apologize on behalf of the gender and tell her how amazing she was. No. Neither of them were seventeen. He settled on just saying he was sorry and how unfair it was to deal with such a blow.

Lauren returned, fresh drinks in hand, and sat down. Her cheeks were flushed from the shot she’d taken in the kitchen to calm her nerves. Handing Ben the glass, she crossed in front of him, convinced his eyes followed her ass. “Sorry for the theatrics” she offered with a chuckle.

Looking for an erotic hypnosis story about a highschool kid and Russian housewife/mother

Hi everyone,

My first post here. I am looking for a erotic hypnosis story that I read back in 2007-2008 in an erotica website (I can no longer find it in that website). It was about a high school student helping out a young Russian mother, who was his neighbour and used to be an acrobat/gymnast in a circus. The kid hypnotized her with her consent using an artifact; the keyword for the hypnosis was “Anton.” Subsequently, he used the artifact to hypnotize other ladies he found desirable, including his teacher and classmate, while maintaining his relationship with the Russian lady. The story was pretty long but was very good.

Any kind soul out there who can help me find the story (either in the Internet or if it has been now published as a book?) Thanks a lot in advance.

[F]inally Met My [M]atch on Bumble!

Obligatory long time lurker first time poster. I’ve cruised this sub for years but finally had an experience that made me want to make an account and share with y’all!

I was in a relationship for about 4 months before I got sick, and for personal reasons I won’t say what type of sick, but it was the life altering kind. NOT corona. I didn’t want to stress this guy I’d been dating out, but he was also getting too needy and became insecure in our relationship while I was in the hospital for a few days. I explained to him that I had to put myself as a priority and had to think about myself moment to moment, not constantly worrying about how secure he is in our relationship. This proved to be too much for him and we broke up.

Annabelle and Sophia [FF] [Lactation]

Annabelle Holtzman smoothly applied a fresh coat of pink lipstick and puckered for a selfie, as she strode through the hall of Holtzman dorm, her pink-Louboutin clad hooves stepping over boxes and around students, as she strode past the move-in day chaos. The cowgirl looked at her selfie. The lighting was just right for her creamy white skin, she had the cleavage of her massive breasts in frame, and she caught the angle just right to make her little, button nose look cute, but the blue in her eyes was a little washed out and, worst of all, her horns were partially out of frame. She’d just bought new horn ornaments, and she wanted to make sure that all of her followers could see the array of gold rings and chains that she’d used nearly a week’s allowance on.

Annabelle sighed. “Why does everything in life have to be so hard?” she asked, as she readied to take another photo. She set her wide hips into the perfect runway sway and bounced her boobs to get a few moments of video before she snapped a still. “Perfect!” she thought to herself. She was really pleased with how big, round and full her breasts looked. She was still checking it, as she walked into the elevator, when she bumped into something, the impact nearly making her drop her phone, as she stumbled toward the back of the cube.