A [F]igment of My Imagination (Part 1)

My first story! I’m really excited to share this with y’all, so I hope you enjoy. This is a story about my deepest fantasy—one that I haven’t told many partners about, because I’m still a bit shy about it. But thankfully, I get to fully indulge myself in it with no shame when I’m alone.

It was late one weekday evening and for whatever reason, both of my roommates had left the house and likely wouldn’t be back until the next morning. This was perfect, considering that my sleeping space is…less than private, and I can be a bit loud when I really get going.

Masturbation is usually very ritualistic for me: I light a candle, turn on some slow R&B, and throw on some long socks to keep my feet warm while I am in the throes of orgasmic bliss. However, I didn’t have the patience for any of that on this night. I had been itching for some release for God knows how long. It had been a few months since I had brought myself to climax last. Shame on me for denying myself, I know. Well, maybe not shame. Deep down, I loved the mulling anticipation of my next orgasm. There is something about going so long without climaxing that I almost forget how it feels, making each one I do have just that more incredible.

Masturbating in front of a group of of strangers!! [FM]

This story will probably seem fairly tame compared to a lot of this sub but I’d like to share anyway. In my adult life I’ve become a lot less bold so it’s the best I think I’ve got for you guys.

This happened a few months ago, during lockdown. I was in a Skype call (I know, so 2010) with a girl I met playing World of Warcraft as well as a few of her real life friends, 2 guys and 2 other girls, whom I knew nothing about. We were just drinking and chatting and all trying to stay sane and social during lockdown.

We were all decently drunk (a headspace I find all the best stories happen in) when one of the guys suggests we play a game of never have I ever. In this drinking version, each player holds up ten fingers and whenever someone says something you’ve done, you take a drink and put down a finger. When a player has all ten fingers down, they lose, must consume the remainder of whatever drink is in front of them and, as punishment (or reward) for your life of promiscuity (let’s be honest, these games ALWAYS wind up being mostly sexual) the other players agree on a dare that the loser must complete.

“Yes, Mrs Moore.” Pt 2. [FM] MILF, Voyeurism, Mutual Masturbation

Preface: Here is part two, and it’s gotten quite kinky quite fast haha! Thank you if you’re here from part one, and thank you to everyone who asked for this and suggested ideas. Hope you enjoy!*

Part 1 available here: tohttps://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nu67tb/yes_mrs_moore_fm_mutual_masturbation_milf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

(Note: to blatantly state the obvious, please do not replicate this in real life! This is just a fantasy to be enjoyed amongst consenting adults.)

*YES, MRS MOORE.*

((Four months later))

When I left the house on that windy September morning, the only thing I was anticipating to get out of a visit to the shops was an argument with my mum about what I had forgotten from the list. It was half-term from uni and I had returned home to spend some time with my folks (and hopefully score a few home-cooked meals) before heading off again to visit one of my friends at a college across the country. Things were going pretty good, with the exception of a few alcohol-induced embarrassments and the odd missed assignment.

High School Study Group – Part 1 [M/F] [Shower] [masturbation] [anal play] [tease] [teen] [nsfw]

My phone shook in my fingers slightly as I typed out the words, “You going to study group? ?” and hit send.

As soon as I did, I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. The thought of him next to me always made my heart pound a little faster and my pussy ache little harder.

I had asked our teacher after class if I could be in the same study group as one of the other girls in biology class, but really it was DJ that I wanted to be grouped with. At least “DJ” was what we all called him. He was an exchange student from Ireland and his actual name was Deaglan Jack Cooney, but his close friends started calling him DJ and it just kind of stuck.

I’m not sure if it was just because he was foreign or some other reason, but the moment I saw him I was struck by his beauty. There was a deep intensity in his eyes, yet a playful softness in smile.

I just spent almost a year entertaining my neighbor with my dick. We’ve never met. [FM]

At the beginning of the pandemic, I moved into a new one bedroom apartment. Unfortunately I quickly learned that my neighbors (tenants in the building next door, one floor above) have a pretty loud and unharmonious relationship. They fight a lot, call each other names, and the whole block must be able to hear it. I’ve even heard things being thrown around, but no physical altercations from what I can tell.

Anyway, soon after that shit realization, I made another discovery. Their bedroom window and attached balcony can see directly into my bedroom, through the window that spans almost the entire back wall. Legit it feels like these buildings were built with some sort of voyeurism in mind, it’s wildly poor design. Well, unless you don’t mind being watched…

I’ve never been too shy about my body, so I didn’t think much of it early on in the apartment, when I’d be entering/exiting the shower or changing clothes/getting dressed. But as the pandemic rolled on, I took more and more advantage of living alone. After showers I’d just lounge for hours in my apt naked before getting into sweats. I sleep naked as well, so when I’d get up in the morning I would just begin my morning routine sans-clothes.

“Yes, Mrs Moore.” [FM] Mutual Masturbation, MILF.

*Preface: A change from my other content! Let me know if you enjoy it. If you’re here solely for the sex, I’d skip to about half way through and read from there!*

*YES, MRS MOORE.*

It was a hot Saturday morning when I agreed to do a gardening job for one of my mother’s friends. Truth be told, I needed the cash and it wasn’t like my résumé was jam-packed anyway; I was on my summer break after the first year of my degree, and work was becoming increasingly difficult to find. I drove over to Mrs Moore’s house early in the morning, winding through the middle-class suburbs and occasionally getting lost in a cul-de-sac until I stopped at one particularly exquisite house. The building lay white and pale against the bright blue sky, with creamy pillars leading towards a large glass front door. I checked the number my mother gave me, and it seemed to be the correct place.

Mrs Moore opened the door quickly and came outside before I had a chance to knock. I immediately smelled her light floral perfume and noticed her carefully painted lipstick. She hurriedly waved her hand to summon me in, quick to not let any bugs enter the house with the summer heat, and ushered me to sit down on her sofa.

Free-Use University (MF) (Free-Use) (Public) (Fiction)

Hi. So I’m reposting this because the first time I forgot to tag it, so mods removed it. Hope you all enjoy.

My college is.. interesting. It isn’t any old college. It’s Free Use University. FUU, unlike most colleges, has a school uniform. Girls were required to wear blue or red lingerie provided by the school. Guys were required to wear blue or red boxers, also provided by the school. That’s it. No shirts, no pants, no anything. Also, if another student wants to have some “fun” with you, you are required to let them. Most of this fun that I talk about happens in the evenings, after everyone’s done with classes, but I have seen students fucking in the hallways as I’m walking to classes. I should probably introduce myself. My name’s Kaz. I’m a freshman at FUU, and this is the story of how I lost my virginity because of the unique rules at FUU.

[MFM] Spending an afternoon with my girlfriend edging for hours together before her bull comes over to make her cum in front of me

This will probably be one of a two or three part story when I have time to make the other parts. I just want to get it started while it’s fresh in my mind as there is a good bit of dialogue that really makes the story. Also if my spacing is weird let me know, last time I posted reddit got mad I didn’t have enough separate paragraphs.

Up to this point my girlfriend Jess and I have been sharing her with her “second boyfriend” Jake. We ended up having him come and stay at her apartment for a night and two days for Memorial Day weekend. We spent pretty much the majority of the weekend together really “testing the waters” of being a polyamorous couple and her having two boyfriends with a few dates, all three of us, and individually, and of course a lot of romantic threesomes, masturbation, and even cuckolding sex. After this weekend we’ve decided to stop looking for other men for Jess as she really wants to focus on us both as serious boyfriends. We’re all really excited for what the future has in store for us.

So with that I’ll get started with the first story!

When I learned to squirt and absolutely soaked him all over [MF] [mast] [oral]

I’m pretty sure this past year I have made up for not being very sexually adventurous and outgoing previously. Sex was always vanilla and I was very secretive about masturbation. My ex had no idea I even masturbated and we never discussed anything relating to sex. Then Lee came into my life and opened the flood gates (literally).

Once we met the thought of this man drove me crazy. I couldn’t stop thinking about him and how incredible he made me feel. I bought a new dildo to try and relieve some of the built up tension that now occurred at all hours of the day when my thoughts strayed to him. I would look at a picture of him and slowly fuck myself so I was nice and creamy letting it drip all the way down my ass. I would take a picture to show him how messy I was and how I needed him to lick it up. That’s when I started to fuck myself harder and faster. Moaning his name and looking at his picture. It felt so good as I imagined his hard cock deep inside me. That’s when it happened the first time…I squirted everywhere. I was completely shocked. I had never ever squirted. It was like unlocking a new super power. So i did the most logical thing and fucked myself constantly to master my new super power of squirting.

[f] just your local 22 year old virgin exploring herself more

(start of Spicy stuff will start at **, really spicy stuff will start at ***)

I am a super virgin. I have completed none of the bases with anyone, and the closest I ever went with someone was kissing them on the cheek for a theatre show. I have rotten luck. Do you know that triangle meme that’s like 3 ends of the spectrum and pick 2. For me, it was: 1. someone who liked me back 2. someone who I would trust in a relationship or to do any of the steps and 3. someone who lived relatively close to me (the closest person who filled 1 and 2 lives 6 hours away). You see my dilemma.

Just because I haven’t done anything, doesn’t mean I haven’t done research though. When I was a sophomore in college (late 19, early 20), I had the closest to a ho phase as I have experienced, did a lot of research in incognito mode, and had a lot of alone time since I didn’t have a roommate and needed the destress from physics and my other classes.