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Camping trip

This is a long read but I hope y’all enjoy.

I had barely finished setting up the camper when she approached me. She was an adorable young lady. Her amazing figure wasn’t being hidden at all behind her cut off t-shirt that barely covered her bikini top and cut off jeans.
She started telling me about all the amenities the campground had to offer. I was just about to tell her I needed a nap when she grabbed me by the had and said with enthusiasm “I need to show you the best part!”
She pulled me toward the back of my camper and onto a little trail. There was a steep decline but she knew exactly where to step. I however stumbled and almost feel a few times.
The trail finally opened up on a small river. (I’m sure it was just a creek that happened to be wider at this section but my first thought was river). “This is where we spend our days.” She said. Read more »

Aurora chapter 6: The house

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p01hvo/aurora_chapter_1_phone_call_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p03au8/aurora_chapter_2_missing_him_f/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p09fg9/aurora_chapter_3_in_the_woods_f/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p0htzw/aurora_chapter_4_the_conference_f/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p0na47/aurora_chapter_5_fine_dining_ff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

*Disclaimer: This chapter does not contain any erotica, but it is a part of the story. There will be some more juice in the next chapter.*

Nico lay in bed and looked out through the large window that filled the entire gable wall towards the fjord. The house was on a small hill so he had a good view from the bedroom. Below he could barely make out the granite staircase that wound its way down the slope, down towards the sea. At the very bottom of the sea he had a boathouse and a jetty with a small pier. Inside the pier lay Aurora II, splashing in the swells.
Aurora II was a 53 foot sailboat with 3 cabins, in addition to a separate crew cabin. The mast extended 24 meters above the waterline. Read more »

F25 – does this count as cheating? [almost-cheating] [size queen] [masturbation]

Secretly, I was always a size-queen ever since I first saw a really hung guy naked in a man’s locker room (accidentally walked in during swim practice).

I have been with the same guy for 6 years now (it’s great and I love him), but before that I only ever slept with two guys. All of them are average-sized. I don’t mind that during sex, but I always found big hard cocks beautiful. Especially if they’re clean, maintained and elegantly shaped. Somehow, I admire them instantly upon seeing them.

So, a guy sent me a facebook request the other day, and I accidentally accepted it. He sent me a dick pic – it was not only huge, but looked perfect. We ended up flirting (even though I tried my best to resist it), and long story short we turned on our webcams and masturbated and teased each other. He not only knew the right things to say, but also the way he said them – he was so dominant, strict and kept telling me what to do in such an authoritative way that totally worked for me. Ended up cumming 4 or 5 times before he too came. It was the hottest experience I ever had. I never had such intense pleasure even from sex. However, when he came, a few seconds later guilt and shame set in. I started thinking – how could I do this to my bf? Read more »

My [M] First Experience at a Full Service Asian Massage Parlor

Having always been attracted to asian women and of a pretty liberal persuasion as far as sex work and sexual exploration goes, I had always been intrigued by the idea of visiting an Asian Massage Parlor or AMP. Despite being a moderately attractive 28 year old with a relatively healthy sex life, one long horny night my curiosity finally got the best of me and I decided to fork out the $20 for RupMaps premium. I began scoping out what the state of Maryland had to offer as far as AMPs and was happy to see quite a few options.

While my county was dry as a bone (apparently due to crackdowns in recent years) I quickly learned one nearby county was a hot bed for FS establishments with one standing out amount the crowd as having many beautiful ladies and a reputation for having an “anything goes for the right price” attitude. Apparently this county looks the other way or has had their palms greased with several FS AMPs, as well as a FS latina and FS ebony store all within a 5 mile radius. The stories almost seemed to good to be true and while I didn’t immediately jump in my car I thought about what I had read and slept on it for a few nights. While the latina experience was intriguing my inclination was still leaning towards the AMPs Read more »

Changing the rules of the happiness game (Part 6) [Str8][mf][inc][F]

I had a somewhat restless day at school. I still didn’t feel totally myself after my first experience with alcohol the night before — I realized with no small embarrassment that I must have consumed close to half of the bottle; I didn’t recall Timothy or Alice refilling their own glasses during dinner the way I had, and then the three of us had polished the bottle off afterwards. I had a residual headache and my stomach was unsettled. Furthermore, I hadn’t fully processed what had happened that morning. Hanging out in our underwear the night before had been one thing, but I couldn’t get the image of Alice standing in front of me, fully naked, out of my mind. She’d acted as if it were a totally everyday thing. And in fact Timothy seemed to think it was completely normal too — he was obviously used to sharing a bathroom with his mom, being in the shower when she was on the toilet, or using the toilet when she was in the shower, which meant they obviously didn’t think anything of seeing each other nude. Which, I figured, wasn’t *that* big a step from walking around in their underwear – I mean, once I’d accepted that — and after my initial embarrassment I’d quickly gotten used to it — why was I getting hung up on seeing Alice naked? I had to admit to myself that the problem was almost certainly that I found Alice quite attractive. I was rapidly ceasing to file her away in the “friend’s mom” category — she was just too intriguing and engaging a person for that. And, while I could tell that she was by no means conventionally beautiful in the Playboy model sense, she was *physically* intriguing as well. Her breasts were, it seemed to me, just the right size; not comically large, but adult, grown-up, totally different from the only other female breasts I’d seen close up: Lily’s bite-sized, still-developing pair. And her unapologetic mat of dark pubic hair seemed like it must hide untold delights. Read more »

Mile high club pt.1

It was a warm summer day, the sun was high in the sky, a perfect day. At least, it should be. I was busy packing from my girlfriend’s house. She left me for another man.

My name is Gant. I’m 26 years old, fairly good-looking, at least I think so. I’m built, but don’t have too much muscle. I’ve got chestnut brown hair that falls just above my azure eyes. I stand just under six feet tall.

Two years ago my girlfriend and I decided to leave the small rural Arkansas town we lived In, to a suburb outside of New York.

We were relatively happy living together. Until she started her new job teaching yoga. Somewhere along the way, she met a guy, and well, here I am on my way to a flight headed home.

I loaded up a rental car with as much of my crap as I could fit, then I drove about an hour through New York traffic to the airport. I got in line to have my bags checked in, and got my ticket, and went to have a seat in the waiting area. Read more »

If These Thin Walls Could Talk (Chapter 1.3 – “So What Now?”) [F protagonist] [NB roommate] [masturbation] [lesbian porn]

(Author’s note: This is the follow-up to Chapter 1.1 “The Intervention.” Odd decimal points will always be part of Storyline A, set in the present and centered around the main character Vee.

Basic recap – Vee, who’s just admitted to being a pervert, and her roommate Jordan have finished eavesdropping on their neighbor having sex in the next apartment.)

Chapter 1.3 – So What Now?

Jordan and I regain our composure. They ask me, “So what now?”

The trip to the sex shop I’d envisioned turned out to be a bust. While listening to my neighbor have sex was thrilling, I wasn’t dying to get myself off either. I say, “I mean, it’s fine that we can’t go to the store. I’m not particularly horny at the moment, though I dunno if I can say the same for you?” My inflection goes up at the end, turning the statement into a question.

“Well I’m prepared to drop trow at any given moment of the day.”

I know what they mean by “drop trow” but I’d never heard someone say it in person before. Not that there’s really been a context for it to be said to me before now. Read more »

On-Show Onsen part one: Spying in the Baths [MF] (exhibitionist/voyeur)

The traditional Japanese onsen can be a confronting experience if you’re not used to casual nudity, but I’m nothing if not willing to try new things. The three-week tour of the country I had signed up for, along with two dozen other young men and women, stopped overnight at no less than two onsen hotels. The first was close to Tokyo, and busy. The amount of local eyes meant a decent chunk of our tour had to sit the baths out, because even the smallest tattoo was a huge taboo. The second one, a *shinkansen* ride into the countryside, we had to ourselves, and our local guide advised the owners would probably look the other way and not assume we were yakuza if those of us forbidden by little ankle, wrist and shoulder pieces (plus one guy with a full sleeve) decided to take a dip.

It may have helped attendance that we were a lot further into the trip by now, with the group’s comradery developed a lot further than it had been at the first resort. Also that the sake had flowed freely over dinner before we were led back to the hotel. Read more »

On-Show Onsen part one: Spying in the Baths [MF] (exhibitionist/voyeur)

The traditional Japanese onsen can be a confronting experience if you’re not used to casual nudity, but I’m nothing if not willing to try new things. The three-week tour of the country I had signed up for, along with two dozen other young men and women, stopped overnight at no less than two onsen hotels. The first was close to Tokyo, and busy. The amount of local eyes meant a decent chunk of our tour had to sit the baths out, because even the smallest tattoo was a huge taboo. The second one, a *shinkansen* ride into the countryside, we had to ourselves, and our local guide advised the owners would probably look the other way and not assume we were yakuza if those of us forbidden by little ankle, wrist and shoulder pieces (plus one guy with a full sleeve) decided to take a dip.

It may have helped attendance that we were a lot further into the trip by now, with the group’s comradery developed a lot further than it had been at the first resort. Also that the sake had flowed freely over dinner before we were led back to the hotel. Read more »

I Sleep Nude, She Wears Pyjamas

I like to sleep in the nude. Stark naked. No underwear, no socks, just my skin and the covers. I have basically since I became an adult. My girlfriend is the exact opposite – she loves her pyjamas. Sometimes it seems like half her wardrobe is sleepwear, from the full-length striped flannel to the little satin shorts and tops to the brief, thin nighties. And if it’s not the dedicated sleepwear, she slides under the covers with at least her panties on, but usually a long shirt or a tank top as well. Sometimes I’m blessed by her lingerie, all straps and lace cutouts, accentuating her considerable assets, but never giving it all away. There is a fundamental inequality in exposure when we go to bed, but it doesn’t bother me at all.

Firstly, she likes to look at me, and I make sure she gets to. She’s usually in bed reading by the time I come in. I always notice the way she peeks over the top of her book when I strip, how she spies at my body, my dick, my ass as I move my used clothes to the basket and stretch a final time before lying down. Read more »