NNN 01 – Intro (fiction, No Nut November, 22M)

Author’s Notes:

Hello my avid readers and devout followers. It seems that we have gone into the NNN or No Nut November season. I have been meaning to do a small series devoted to NNN thinking it would be fun to do so as I have been meaning to do a NNN in my various series but seemed to have missed the opportunity as [SSC](https://www.reddit.com/user/Lightning454572/comments/wnyr7p/lightnings_master_list_of_active_stories_fiction/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) and [AFS](https://www.reddit.com/user/Lightning454572/comments/wnyr7p/lightnings_master_list_of_active_stories_fiction/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) has already gone into November and have written a lot of action. As for my other series I haven’t exactly shown a real time line and haven’t written past a certain number to actually start giving physical dates inside that time line. I thought I would take a break and actually do one just dedicated to NNN.

So sit back and enjoy my little stab at NNN.

*Opening*
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I sat in my house lightly eating cereal while I read the news on my tablet seeing what the hell was going on in the world before I started my *work* when a ring came from my doorbell.

I sighed as I stood from my kitchen island and lazily walked to the front door not saying anything.

Intrigued [F] by [M]y large cock

My coworker (F) and I (M) have been pretty good friends since I first started the job. We have similar interests and good chemistry and we’d hung out casually a few times outside of work, by ourselves and with others.

Around a year into my job, our company took us all out for drinks. Needless to say I got nicely buzzed on the company’s dime making me unable to drive, while she only had 1 or 2 light drinks. I planned to just sleep it off in my car but she insisted on driving me home, until I reminded her I lived an hour away. She frowned and then offered to let me stay at her place instead.

I wasn’t one to turn down a comfy sofa over a cramped backseat to sleep on so I accepted. However when we got to her place, she stopped me when I made my way to the couch and said I could just sleep next to her in her bed. Normally I’d be a bit more hesitant but drunk me just said sure and she led me to her room.

Shared Property: the King of the Amazons, Part 6/6, Chapters 7 & 8 [f on m freeuse, fantasy, giantess, impregnation, breeding, role reversal, femdom, dubcon, grool, MF, MFFFFFFFFFFFF]

Continued from [Part 5](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ymgdoc/shared_property_the_king_of_the_amazons_part_56/?)

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**Chapter 7 cont’d**

Passing through the kitchen, I washed the mango juice from my hands and splashed some water from the flowing trough onto my crotch to clean off some of the sex fluids that had gathered there from the soon to be pregnant women.

There were six women in the workroom. Two were sewing, one at the desk, one sweeping, and the other two sitting on a couch. I sat across from them on the other couch.

I understood their hello to me because of my lessons, but I did not understand anything more that they said. A moment later they stood up and moved behind the couch to take a large heavy rug out. They rolled it open on the floor next to the couches and then removed their white robes. They were lean but not so muscular like the warriors I had served. The warriors had been mostly flat chested due to no body fat, but these women filled out their figure a little more since they were not often out hiking through the jungles kidnapping unexpecting Norwegian scientists. They were tall like all the others and wore their dark hair in two braids, as their style seemed to be.

My Excellent Vacation Part 1[Creampie][Pool][Voyeur][Masturbation][Everyone is 18+]

June 19th

“Happy Birthday!” my wife Sarah says as she hands me an envelope. She shifts in her seat slightly with a nervous smile. She’s not usually the type to get nervous, in fact, she’s one of those free-spirited girls that go along with anything, no questions asked.

I take the envelope between my fingers and notice that it’s slightly heavier than I would have expected. It is scarlet in color with my name written across the front. Turning it over, I see a silver wax seal stamped with the image of a lotus flower. I bring the sides of the envelope together, opening it slightly as I look inside. Inside, there is something shiny, a razor-thin object about the size of a dollar bill. I reach inside and pull out a shiny golden bill, I read “1 troy oz .9999 fine gold” stamped on the bottom right corner. I notice her nervous smile widens slightly.

“Turn it over,” she says impatiently.

Stamped on the golden ticket in an intricate swirling script are the words. “June 20 through 27 Admittance One”.

“What’s this for?” I ask.

“You’ll see,” Sarah responds. “Pack up, we’re leaving first thing in the morning.”

I Hate Fucked My Navy Chief [M]

I hate this Navy shit. Everyone is always on my case about everything and I just do not like my job. All we do is clean and paint things around the base like slaves. I did not sign up to be a damn janitor. I hated waking up every morning and coming to this office. The First Class I worked for was always dogging and snitching on me to the Chief. I was always getting my ass chewed out and lectured by Chief for something . I was sure I was going to Captain Mast for being late so many times, it was just a matter of time before I would probably get kicked out. I was thinking about just leaving this shit hole and never coming back.

Speaking of waking up…shit! I’m late for PT! This was my fourth time being late for muster, and I’m pretty sure this was the nail in my career coffin. I got to PT about 30 minutes late. My First Class gave me a nasty look and told me to go to Chief office. She knows I am late and wants to see me right away.

How my [F]riend and I [M] plotted to have a threesome with my wife [FMF]

So, this is going to be a LONG story, because it is going to cover 25+ years of friendship, half decade of nude sending and 2 years of… well, fucking

First, let me introduce you all to the characters (fake names, real descriptions):

1) Me (Louis), 29 on the day of the first threesome, 6,3ft , 280 pounds, 7,5 inches dick when rock hard (but usually 7 inches), dark curly hair, dark skin complexity.

2) My friend (Sayuri), 24 on the day of the first threesome, 4,9ft, 130 pounds, natural big boobs, small but cute ass, from Asian heritage.

3) My wife (Julia), 29 on the day of the first threesome, 5,6ft, 180 pounds, fake big boobs (350ml), large ass, white skin complexity.

Quickly describing my friendship with Sayuri. We were neighbours for 2 decades, but since she is over 5 years younger than me, we never had the same group of friends, or sexual interesting on each other. I saw her grew up, become a beautiful woman, and I saw her sexual awakening, especially because she’s very open about it (about her sex toys, her sex life, her sexual fantasies, etc.). About 5 years prior to our first sexual encounter, we where joking that she sent a nude on snap for a mutual friend that she was fucking back then, and the bloke saw the nude and don’t even care to comment. And as a “joke” I told her:

[MF][Reluctance][Masturbation][In Medias Res] The opposite of a strip show

She opened the door gently, one towel wrapped around her body and held at her chest and one wrapped around her long hair. She smiled weakly.

“Hey,” she began, a little unsure, as she approached me on the bed. I was lying comfortably on my back with my left hand propping up my head and my right hand gently stroking my half-erect cock. “How are you doing?”

“I’m doing just fine,” I responded with a confident smile. “How’re you doing, babe? Still interested in giving me a handjob?”

She didn’t respond, but glanced at me from head to toe with an anxious look in her eyes.

After a silent several seconds, she demurred. “Sorry honey. I know I said I was going to, and I know you got me off before I took a shower. But now I’m all clean, and don’t really feel like doing sexual stuff right now.”

I could feel the pang of disappointment in my chest, but did my best not to show it on my face. “That’s okay,” I replied, my voice cracking a bit. I smiled but avoided looking her in the eyes. “Another time.”

[TM] Day After No Nut ’21 FTM D(42)/s(30)

This is a modified version from journaling of my D/s relationship with my submissive. We are both gay, transexual men who are post op (male chest) up top, & have original bits below. You will notice that I use words like “dick” & “hole.” For the sake of clarity, it may be worth mentioning that I’m speaking about 2 specific parts of the same piece of equipment. If you’d enjoy reading about all of this, please enjoy my experience.

Last year, I wanted to take off work 12/1 & spend all day fucking my sub to reward him for completing no nut November, but since neither of us could take the day off, I biked over to his place as fast as possible after work. I told my sub to have my dinner ready. I’d already left my leather chest harness along with a few jocks & socks & told him to lay out my chest harness & the undies combo he preferred to see me in, as a treat.

The Nude Art Modeling Gig [mF] [Masturbation] [PIV] [Fantasy] [Horror] [Mind control] [Femdom] [Dubcon/NC]

This story has dubcon content, which exists only in fiction. I fully believe that nonconsensual sex in real life is abhorrent and revolting, and I do not condone it. I trust that you, my reader friends, can differentiate what is good for real life and what should stay in fantasy. Forgive my disclaimer, I am new to this and it makes me nervous to share this kind of content.

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**The Nude Art Modeling Gig**
by me (OC)

“I did not know Professor Ashton was into rock climbing!” remarked my roommate Matt in surprise. “And she asked you to be a model for her class next week right there in the bouldering gym?!” I nodded, and he continued, “maybe she was there to find rock climbers with lots of muscle and no fat , since I remember that class emphasized sketching anatomy.”

“Yeah, that could be the case,” I replied, “I’m half tempted to say yes to her invitation, just to say I tried it. Was it ever weird with the other nude models?”

“No, the professor keeps it professional,” said Matt. “Of course it could be awkward, but last year after the first few weeks, we all knew the drill and it’s just an art exercise. Nothing sexual is on anyone’s mind.”

My friend [m] and I [F] masturbated, and he came on me.

I’ve always had an extremely sexually charged friendship with my pal. We have always found each other attractive, but despite our frequent flirting, we have never taken any action. We’re not interested in having a romantic relationship with one another. All of it is physical. Both of us are aware of this, and we have certainly engaged in masturbation toward one another in the past, though never overtly (more like, we’d discuss something sexual or I’d send him some risky photos, and then he’d tell me he’s going to watch some porn, and I’d frequently touch myself over that).

We briefly smoked when he was over the other day. We were just conversing when the conversation somehow turned to sex. We talk about these things openly most of the time, so I was shocked when he asked what my biggest desire was this time. I could feel my face starting to blush since I knew that if I informed him, he would also be turned on. Because having someone inside of me is my most extreme fantasy. I chose to inform him. why not

It’s explicit, but I do have fantasies about a man entering my body.