You awake to his large hand on your shoulder gently nudging you. Hey we’re here he says, as you open your eyes they meet his. For a moment you feel as if your still dreaming, getting to wake up into those deep dark eyes of his. Huh, oh, oh I’m sorry you say as you realize it’s not a dream and scramble to get your stuff. It’s no worry we still have a bit before they deboard the plane. You were sleeping pretty good he says, at that moment you can feel the moisture in your panties as they cling against you, you have no idea how good you think as you adjust your self and wait stand up. Then you remember what you did last night, that you had almost exposed his, well his, the damn lock ness monster in your mind. Wait wrong country you think trying to brush away any look of guilt. You take a quick glance and notice his pants are zipped and buttoned, oh thank god you think to your self. Maybe he thinks they just came undone in his sleep. I pray that’s what he thinks as the embarrassment of your lust filled actions would send you to the hospital if he found out. The thought quickly left your mind when you hear him so maybe we will run into each other again. Yeah maybe you reply while standing up to get your bag. As you walk off the plane you can feel his gaze on you the heat of it, the lust that was almost as strong as his cologne. You decided to give a little sway in your hips as you walk off the plane and down to baggage pick up.
Tag: Masturbation
Viva la France Part2 [M&F][24-30][voyeurism, masturbation, deep sleep play][NSFW]
The flight has been going for a while now and as your play list has ended you decide to get up and stretch your legs and use the bathroom. Walking back you sit down and while looking around, you happen to look down. My lord you blush as you can see how wet you had been from your encounter with oh what was his name. Louis! You remember and with the name came the smell his cologne to your mind. Then the sight of this man who clearly was in shape enough to toss me around, you smirk at the thought. Then the thought of how firm his ass was and how big and rough his hands were. As you were thinking of all this you felt your hand slip between your legs. Mmmm you let slip through your lips as your fingers danced and played with your clit. The thought of him hoisting you up the wall to taste you. Those dark eyes staring into yours as his tongue explored the depths of you. You breath quickens and you feel your face go flush as you feel the release wash over your body like a wave filling a tide pool with lust. You gather your self and walk back to your seat. You notice in the time of you being gone he has adjusted. Not on purpose as you think due to this large man still being crammed into this tiny space. Laughing in your head in my tiny space you think. But from where he was now, when you sat down his legs would be under yours. You think it’s okay I have the isle and well you didn’t mind him touching you a little bit anyway.
Viva la France Part1 [M&F][24-30][voyeurism, masturbation, deep sleep play] [NSFW]
As you finish zipping your suit case, you think to your self I’m finally doing this. For some time you have always wanted to visit France. Reading about it, seeing it in movies, hearing about it from your friends. Your phone buzzes and your ride to the airport has arrived. You make your way through the check point and security. You decided to wear comfortable clothing since it was going to be long flight wearing sweatpants and a T-shirt with some flip flops. You catch a young TSA guard checking you out and you grin thinking about his eyes on you. Boarding the plane you stow your bag take your seat.
Learning to Share – Pt.3 – [Requested Story] [Group Sex] [MF casual sex] [bf / gf] [Story-based] [F20s] [M20s]
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Liz had made strides in the preparation for James’ upcoming party. All-in-all, she was quite proud of herself, having planned her moves three steps ahead as she dealt her cards carefully. She had slowly crafted the ideal scenario over the past two weeks. The biggest problem was already taken care of: his parents. They always wanted to do something for his birthday, be it gifts or just inviting them out to a nice meal, which she still wanted to do… just a bit earlier, you know?
She had talked with his parents a week before and told them she had a special surprise for James’s birthday and had asked if they could celebrate it a week in advance, asking them to claim they would be out of town and wanted to celebrate it while they could. It had worked perfectly, they had had a fun night together and now she wouldn’t have to worry about any interruptions for the night of the party.
The Watcher [M48/F34] [voyeur/masturbation]
I watch. It’s what I do. But never like this.
I’ve watched you leaving the building across the street from my own, sometimes with him, sometimes alone. You caught my eye, yes, but not my imagination. Not then.
But later – some weeks, maybe a month later – early one evening, as I stood at my window watching the light change as the workers scurried home, just a glimpse of something. So brief that I thought perhaps it was my imagination. Had you really left your blinds open as you dressed? It was so fleeting I couldn’t be sure. But in my mind there was skin, shape, suggestion. I was still standing there, intrigued, when the front door of your building opened and out you stepped, on his arm, the two of you chattering and laughing.
And that became my place. To watch for you. You became my fantasy, my muse, my obsession even. Rewards were few, but every now and then my patience earned me what I yearned for. I have seen you in every state of undress. I have seen you take him in your mouth. I have seen him choke you, spank you, even hit you. I have seen you masturbate; sometimes with toys – a glass dildo seems to pleasure you most – sometimes with your fingers.
skipping classes [M 30-40s, F 20s] (maybe SD/SB) (maybe Little Dom/Sub) (spanking) (f masturbation) (oral)
It’s Wednesday, you wake up hot and bothered after dreaming about me and our last encounter where I had you tied up and made you orgasm continuously as I played with you for hours. You get in the shower, trying to get ready for your university classes but can’t help the need to touch yourself. You start sliding your hands across your breasts, playing with your nipples, sliding your hand down to your pussy, it feels so good and you can’t stop the images flying through your mind about my mouth kissing your body, my cock penetrating you. You give yourself a quick orgasm but it leaves you unsatisfied.
A plan enters your mind, what if I ditch a couple classes and go see him. You send me a text, asking what I’m doing today and if you can come see me. I reply don’t you have classes baby? You text back yes, but I may leave early. I say, ok, I’m just working at home, come on over whenever.
EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter: 7 part 1 of 2 (FF, MF, Anal, Rough/Forcefully)
Now as you might have put together, if you have been trying to make sense of this story, that my timeline actually starts almost a week ahead of Detective Von Horn’s. Wow, I know who could have thought. Butt, right at this moment is where our timelines sync together… That is everything butt our orgasms and hey, not everyone is as muliebrity as I.
Elisa’s Journey – Part 1: Awakening [M/F 18-21] [F/F 18-19] [Cheating]
Hi, I’m Elisa. I’m a 36 year old English woman and up until recently, I had everything I could ever want in life. A home, a husband, a great sex-life, and most importantly, happiness. I’ve lost almost all of that now, and I don’t have anyone to blame but myself.
This story isn’t about my current situation, though; I’ll get to that, eventually. No, this story is about the beginning, about how all this began, about how I started to become a ‘sex addict’, a ‘whore’, a ‘nymphomaniac’. I hate all of those descriptions, but that’s how people have often described me throughout my life. I’m not especially proud of everything I’ve done, even if I did thoroughly enjoy it, at the time. To be quite honest, I have a lot of mixed emotions about it all. Yes, I loved having fun. Yes, I’d probably do a lot of it again, given the chance. Yes, I’ve done bad things. Yes, I regret a lot of those bad things. And, yes, I hate myself for some of the things I’ve done. Anyway, I’ll stop going on about how I feel and just start.
Black paradise. [MF] [Knife play] [cutting] [handjob]
The club was laced with dark magic. It seemed that lights only caught your vampire look. You were tall, skinny, and pale like the moon. And so, so handsome. I was mesmerized. I feel the evil lurking in the dark. My shadow self creeping in. You were my silver bullet. And then you noticed me, across the dance floor. I could have died, your eyes watching my every move. I can’t fight these cravings, I can sense my pulse quicken. You come closer and closer and I can feel myself turn into your submissive. The air is laced with lust and I can’t hide anymore. I need you. I can’t fight it any longer.
Your lips part seductively: ”You are so beautiful. I am Adam.”
”I am Eve..” It must be fate.
We both smile at the coincidence.
You disarm me with a swift motion of your hand: ”Care to dance?”
We hit the dance floor and the beat is guiding our bodies closer. A flash thought grazes my mind: ”I can’t wait for you to break my heart.”
You smile and lean in for a kiss.
Mutated Pt2 [M/M, Femboy, Monsterboy]
[First](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ycrcys/mutated_mm_femboy_dubcon_public/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
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With eyes that promise many things, Josh drags Damien away to the bedroom. Damien, still not fully convinced he’s not in some amazing dream, struggles to come to terms with reality… even as the slime eagerly starts in on round three.
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The slime forced Damien against the bed. He watched as Josh’s pseudoclothes were absorbed back into his body, revealing his perky, effeminate chest and thin waist. Damien’s face grew cherry red as he saw his best friend’s thick thighs entirely undressed and sitting *right* on top of his lap.
“Uh- uhm, Josh, I think we might… be going… a bit fast, here…” he tried to explain nervously. Josh just smirked.
“Well, how else are we going to make up for lost time?”
Damien gulped as a pair of tentacles began working away at his jeans, swiftly unzipping them and pulling away at his boxers. *This is really happening,* he thought to himself. He had his fantasies, but he never thought that Josh would find him attractive in a million years! He guessed that was probably why Josh’s hint went over his head. He just couldn’t believe that the slime would ever *actually* have a thing for him. Even *now,* he felt like pinching himself to be sure. And he had done so twice already… Josh pulled out his swiftly-growing erection, toying with it in his hands.