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Chapter 3: Breakfast of Champions [OC] [oral sex] [Family sex situation]

The continuing story from:

[Chapter 1: School Daze or Who’s in Charge](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvegaz/school_daze_or_whos_in_charge_part_1_of_a_series/)

[Chapter 2: Passing Grades](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvocd9/chapter_2_passing_grades_oc/)

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I awoke with a pool of saliva about to escape onto the pillow and swallowed. Apparently, the smell of bacon cooking started awakening my appetite before my consciousness stirred. I noted that Anne was not in bed, so I got up and pulled on my PJ pants to start my way toward the kitchen.

It had been three nights and two days since the revelation of Anne and Honey’s 3-step self-defense plan. The atmosphere around the house was definitely different. It was freer. Passing the test really *did* mean something to them with respect to trust.

As I neared the kitchen, I could hear the bacon sizzling on the stove and I began to smell the sweet pungency of sautéing onion, peppers and garlic. I saw a huge array of fresh ingredients on the counter when I entered the kitchen. On the big skillet, there was a hash of cubed potatoes—white, yellow, red, and sweet potatoes with cubed peppers of many colors just starting to brown. There were eggs whisked and ready to pour. Shredded yellow and white cheese. Sliced fruit and melon. This had the makings of a Saturday morning feast. Read more »

Tim discovers his step sister’s secret part 35

“Mmmm, oh yeah, your cock feels so good.”

”Such a hot tongue, you sure know how to lick pussy.”

Tims’s cock was buried up the slick grip of Candace’s sweet fuckhole, while Sasha rode his face, the neatly manicured tuft of red hair above her opening really ramping him up. Sasha and Candace were facing each other, and they leaned forward, lips coming together, moaning into each other’s mouths, sharing tongue swirling pulses of pleasure.

When they had entered the bedroom Tim had been more than ready. This was his first look at Dad’s other flight attendant Sasha, mmm, a true redheaded babe. That mane of red hair, the way her generous tits jiggled so delightfully as she walked towards the bed, her redheaded snatch, well waxed with the neatly trimmed landing strip right above her opening, the soft curls showing that her carpets matched her drapes, her sweet red bush looked amazing.

Candace was just as hot, her generous dairies surged up, god she had to be at least a 36D, maybe a double D, and his eyes went lower, Candace’s bare, well-waxed pussy, her blonde landing strip showing that she was a true blonde, with its tight little slot just peeking through. Read more »

SoCal Slut [MF]

I left my high school sweetheart Sarah behind and moved Southern California to attend a small college in a beach city. Any man who has been to college will tell you that the sex life for a freshman male can be difficult. Add to this the culture shock of arriving in Southern California from a very dissimilar locale which caused me to not fit in very well with most of my classmates.

During the first semester of my freshman year, I did hook up with a pretty, large chested girl from my home town who also found herself lost in SoCal. She gave the most amazing oral sex; sucking so hard that cumming was equal parts pain and pleasure. This oral talent soon made her many male friends over 21 who could buy her alcohol and take her on trips to Vegas, and countless other things that I could not manage at 18 years old. I got lucky with another girl from close to where I grew up who came to my school to visit her cousin, but she was mediocre looking at best, and nothing worthy of writing about. Read more »

Amazing reddit hookup Saturday night [FM]

I wrote this a few days ago. Dont expect perfect grammar, this was just a passionate freewrite.

Love letter to reddit

I want to shout to the world that I had the most amazingly perfect hookup experience last night a girl could dream of. This whole experience was such magic of no awkwardness, just super smooth chemistry, lots of laughing, no holding back, just two bodies fitting together really really well. You know that feeling of when you want something but you’re too shy to ask for it? there was none of that.

Last week I was horny as hell (not an unusual occurrence) but couldn’t get my needs met because I’m with my kids during the week, it was torture. Read more »

Finding bliss… [drugs] [buk] [oral] [anal] [MMMFMMM] [Str8]

Bliss was a hit when it popped up on the scene. A new drug in pill form, some abandoned research project from overseas that had somehow escaped the lab, so the story went.

Finding it wasn’t hard. It had flooded the streets, I found a guy in no time, he literally just handed me a couple of pills “for a taste” on our chance meeting at the club. Actually we were making out when the subject came up, he was a solid 8/10.

We ended up getting separated in the crowd, but not before we’d exchanged details. On his advice, I’d taken the pills home and took my first hit alone, totally unprepared for what would come next.

I was in bed, breathing heavily, every fibre of my body burning up oxygen, every cell alight with energy. Every sound struck my awareness like shattering crystals. Colours flashed with vivid afterimages that were a mix of reality and imagination. My curious touches along my skin resonated, honing my senses on the source, unbridled fantasy that interfaced directly with physical sensation. Read more »

Sa[F]e sex is possible when people keep their [M]ouths shut.

Maybe hate-fucking the first attractive man on Tinder isn’t the most conventional coping mechanism after a heartbreak… yet someone stumbles into my web around 9:30 PM and I tell him to come.

My prey drives 45 minutes to see me on a cold, dark, icy night; he must be aching to get his balls drained by some pretty little thing. The streetlight reveals the tattoos sleeves running up his muscular arms as he tries to do the “polite” thing and ask me about myself which, frankly, I don’t care to share. He has a tent pitched in his pants for the duration of the drive through campus- he’s noticed that I’m only wearing a bra under my coat in between my directions.

We park. It’s not the first time I’ve hooked up here, it was a common place for my ex and I to fuck on the hood of his car freshman year of uni. Nothing has changed since then, other than the car and the guy I’m fucking. Read more »

[FM] Walk/Ride of Shame after fucking a client almost twice my age to further my career

Hi guys, I’m Jenni—new account and pseudonym for privacy reasons, but lurking for years. I thought it would be fun to write up one of my experiences for the February contest. This ended up being kind of long so I put indicators where backstory, sex stuff, and the walk of shame starts. I hope you all enjoy!

——————————————Backstory———————————————–

Two years ago, everyone at my law firm was panicking. The man responsible for assigning panel defense firms for one of the largest insurance companies in our region, by far our largest and most profitable client, had retired, and his replacement announced that he was reconsidering the panel. If our firm was not included on the panel, it would mean losing probably about 1/3 of the firm’s revenue, and practically all of my work.

Within a few weeks, Mark—the new guy in charge—contacted one of the partners at my firm, Adam, to set up a dinner meeting to discuss the panel and legal fees and services to determine whether our firm would be included in the new panel. He requested that Adam be at the dinner with his spouse and that he invite an associate and their plus one as well. Read more »

Winter morning Prone Bone with [M]y girl[F]friend with a perfect ass

Neef (my nickname for her) is an ex-sprinter, and she’s tiny, curvy, muscular – with glorious chocolate skin and a perfect ass. We’ve been together for over a year, and we just moved into a great apartment with Tons of morning sun in our master bedroom.

Neef and I were both fighting getting out of bed on this cold Covid morning. I wrapped my arms around het, and she scooched in tight. Most black girls wear a head wrap, but Neef wears a Northface beanie cap to sleep in. I rest my head behind hers, and get the familiar scent of her hair oil. It turns me on. My hands started massaging her tight muscular 5’3” perfectly curved body. Her chocolate skin is so much more beautiful than my whiteness. Neef is a strong woman and strict mother to teen daughter during the day, but under the sheets she’s submissive and feminine. My hands find her ass and i begin focusing the massage there, which I know to turn her on. I’m already getting hard.

“Are you going to give it to me?”, she asks. She teaches behind to start to work my already hard cock. Read more »

My roommate, the horse girl [MF]

I had come home from work to find my roommate looking pretty disheveled in the living room, watching The Mandalorian while eating a chocolate bar and curled up under a heavy blanket. I normally try to leave people to themselves but she looked like she could at least use encouraging words of affirmation. Katie was an absolute bombshell of a woman. 27 years old, 5’7” with long brown hair and brown eyes, she couldn’t have weighed any more than 130 and had just the perfect C cup rack that complimented her toned athletic, every slightly thick, delicious body. And there was another thing that made her incredibly attractive to me in the same way the thought of swerving your car into oncoming traffic or pulling a fire alarm was appealing. She was a horse girl. The ultimate crazy. Living with her could definitely be trying at times because of the low key gas lighting and quite frankly, unrealistic expectations for various things. But the place itself was great, and price even better, so I stayed.

“Hey Katie, you OK?”

“No, me and Steve broke up this morning.” Read more »

Dr. Sylvia or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Loved Being Nude Near Her Mom [MF] FINALE

*For more than a year, ominous rumors have been privately circulating among high level* gossipers at my high school. Everyone mentioned below is 18 or has recently turned 19 years old. Except Sylvia’s mom who is in her late 40s. [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l4ekgz/dr_sylvia_or_how_i_learned_to_stop_worrying_and/) is about the very first time Sylvia and I hooked up. [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l4wnxx/dr_sylvia_or_how_i_learned_to_stop_worrying_and/) details our second encounter.

Things have been friendly but only platonic between Sylvia and myself since that April evening in her den. She isn’t dating someone who’s not me, so that’s good. But I’ve been wanting more benefits to go with our friendship for almost 2 months now. And I’ll find out she feels the same way when my parents leave town during June of our senior year. It’s finally my turn to host some debauchery. I gather together 2 flats of tallboys, 2 packs of Camel wides, a half ounce of weed, and a handle of vodka… *shoot, a fella could have a pretty good weekend in Vegas with all that stuff*. Between the twenty-odd people I invited on this Saturday afternoon, these basic supplies last less than 8 hours. Read more »