The Day I [F20s] Met My Husband [M20s] Part 2 (FFM, Light BDSM, Nonfiction)

This is part 2 and picks up right where I left off. If you want the beginning of Steph, Adam, and Becca’s threesome, [here is Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1272d3w/the_day_i_f20s_met_my_husband_m20s_part_1_ffm/).

I’m feeling very much exposed as I move naked across the room to the couch. But I’m determined to get my pussy licked. Whoever wants to do it needs to get to it. I drink some beer and try to be patient.

Becca pouts in this exaggerated manner as Adam moves her out of his way, grabs some water, then follows me to the couch. She’s practically stamping her feet. How ridiculous.

Under his breath almost, I hear him say, “You’re going to pay for that and you know it.”

The look on her face totally changes, and she brightens up immediately. For a few seconds, she pulls a 180 – smiling, eyes wide, nodding – then she’s back to pouting. I see.

Adam takes the beer from my hands and places it on the coffee table, then leans between my legs and smells me. Oh fuck. Ok. He breathes me in deeply, and he sort of nuzzles into my thighs like it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever smelt. Or seen. Or nuzzled.

My gym crush, pt. 14 [MM] [20s] [femboy] [straight to gay] [oral] [anal]

[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 13](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12845sm/my_gym_crush_pt_13_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/)

Alex slid off of Dylan’s dick and got on all fours. There was an outline of Alex’s body in sweat on the sheet. He looked back at Dylan over his shoulder. “Fuck me again, Dylan. And don’t stop till I have your cum inside me.”

Dylan grabbed his hips and positioned Alex. He pushed inside, and Alex gasped again. He bent his leg so that his foot came up to his ass, and Dylan gripped his ankle as he pumped back and forth.

He let go and then stroked Alex’s back as he watched his cock disappear inside that smooth, round ass. His hands wandered to Alex’s ribs and waist, where he held him firmly in place. Dylan knew he never wanted to let go.

Dylan lifted his head up and roared as sweat glistened all over his naked frame. He felt the pressure building and knew he only had a few seconds left. He grabbed Alex’s hair in a fist and fucked him with everything he had.

The most exquisite release rushed through him as he filled Alex with his seed. He let go of his hair and lovingly rubbed Alex’s back.

My gym crush, pt. 12 [MM] [20s] [femboy] [straight to gay] [oral] [anal]

[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 11](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/126ve7r/my_gym_crush_pt_11_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/)

Dylan stepped toward Alex and brought him into another kiss. Alex’s hands ran up and down Dylan’s chest as Dylan sucked on Alex’s tongue. Dylan took Alex’s hand and brought it to his crotch.

“*You feel how stiff my cock is?*” Dylan asked.

Alex looked up and nodded. His brown eyes were full of anticipation and desire. He stroked Dylan through the fabric of his joggers, and Dylan groaned.

Dylan wasn’t sure who was leading and who was following, but they found themselves on the bed with Dylan on top. He grabbed Alex’s wrists and held them down on the mattress as he kissed and sucked on his neck. Alex wriggled beneath him and wrapped his legs around Dylan’s waist. He let go of Alex’s wrists and ran his hands over the leggings and down Alex’s thighs until he took his plentiful ass in his hands.

“If you hand’t been wearing a mask, I probably would have noticed your cute smile first. But this,” he squeezed Alex’s ass, “is what first stood out to me.”

Alex smiled, and Dylan had to break eye contact. Looking too long into those eyes would knock him on his back.

Erin’s New Living Arrangements, Pt. 02 [M18/M21] [masturbation] [peeping] [build-up]

Author’s Note: Hiya! I just wanted to say that I’ll try to make the story sound a little less…sitcom-y. In the future…I’ll try to do better! You know, less…jumpy. More streamlined. If you’d like to offer some tips or pointers, feel free to do so in the comments; I appreciate it! Constructive criticism as well, of course. Thank you! (:

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Aron sat on his bed, watching his feet dangling past the edge, hovering above the wooden floor. ‘I have to admit, getting to dress up all day every day without having to work—apart from chores—sounds like a dream come true.’ His elegant finger traced the ridges of his skirt, and he thought: *getting to be Erin all day.* ‘Getting to be the Lady of the House. No, still the Man of the House…second in command. With a little crossdressing is all.’

His other option trudged up and down in the back of his mind: Calling up Roy and asking if there was work to be had at his bar. Aron had been there several times, mostly when his father wanted to stop by and talk with his old friend. It wasn’t the worst of all places, though rather shabby looking. *But*, at least a few shifts, enough to get by for the time being, were all but guaranteed.

The Campout Pt. 3

The Campout Pt. 3

As she laid there, still awake & recalling their trysts, he rolled over to put an arm over her. She smiled as he caressed one of her breasts in his sleep. He had always had what she referred to as “roaming hands,” sometimes waking her up in the middle of the night playing with her pussy. Sometimes he never woke up or knew that he had made her cum several times with his “roaming hands.”

The final “act” of their three-part play took place in the back of the truck. He had laid the blankets & pillows out, inviting her up to come look at the stars with him. “Such romance for a free-use slut,” she mused, with a smirk on her face. “Just get up here,” he replied, rolling his eyes, but smiling, all the same. She did as she was told, using the bumper to raise herself up into the bed.

Experiencing Nature [F20] [Solo Masturbation]

As I walked through the forest, the sun peeked through the trees, casting a picturesque scene around me. I had always been a shy and introverted girl, preferring the company of nature to the bustling world of people. My solitude was my sanctuary, and the forest was my haven.

I slowly meandered along the path, my eyes scanning the flora and fauna when I spotted a peculiar, yet oddly intriguing mushroom nestled among the undergrowth. Its unique color and shape caught my attention, and I couldn’t help but lean in closer for a better look. The moment I bent down, a sudden gust of wind blew, carrying the mushroom’s spores straight to my face and I accidentally inhaled the fine particles. At first nothing seemed to happen but after a few seconds a strange sensation began to take hold of me.

The feeling was subtle at first as I felt the blood rush to my cheeks and a warmth spreading throughout my entire body. My heart began to pound faster and faster in my chest, as if trying to escape its confines. Soon I was overwhelmed by an inexplicable feeling of arousal. I shook my head, trying to dismiss the sensation, but it only intensified. My body craved something and I didn’t understand how or why.It was as if the mushroom had awakened a hidden part of me, one that I had never known existed.

How she paid the rent [F22/M25] [masturbation] [sex]

“Go see what the hell she wants,” the text message said, “If it’s anything other than giving you $950, then tell her to pack her shit and get outta there.”

So I drove to the apartment, the one my father owned and had me manage. He and Mom spent all their time down in the Caribbean, “enjoying their retirement,” they said. That left me to be their personal servant, doing all the work of finding renters and fixing leaks and repairing air conditioners and listening to tenant complaint after complaint after complaint. And if it were up to me, I’d fix shit up. Lord knows my dad makes enough rent off his three eight-plexes to afford it.

But it’s not up to me. So I sighed and parked my twenty-year-old Honda in the spot reserved for ‘manager’ — basically the only perk of the job — and trudged up the stairs. The paint was peeling, the wood rickety and starting to crack. I made a mental note to add this to the handyman list. It was a long list.

I passed the identical doors, numbered twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two. The numerals were made from cheap brass and tacked on with small nails.

My gym crush, pt. 10 [MM] [20s] [femboy] [straight to gay]

[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/125vsc2/my_gym_crush_pt_9_first_date_mm_20s_femboy/)

They started out again into the cold and dark night. “I’m in my third year of Economics. I’m studying to go into finance. Have you seen Industry on HBO?”

“Econ! That’s cool. No, I haven’t. Is it good?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty good. It’s about investment banking in London, and from what I can tell it’s pretty realistic.”

“What made you settle on finance?”

Dylan shrugged. “I like math, and it seemed like a way to make a lot of money. Does that make me shallow?”

“Maybe just a little.” Alex nudged him with his elbow and laughed. “No, math is awesome! And we’ve all got to find a way to pay off these loans.”

Dylan nodded gravely, even though his parents were paying for all his tuition and expenses. “What about you?”

“I started out thinking I was going to be a clinical psychologist, but I switched to computer science. I really love puzzles, and computers and systems are solvable in a way that people aren’t, you know?”

They got to the parking lot, and Dylan hugged himself as Alex sprinted the perimeter. He was truly beautiful to watch: the long, powerful strides. His hair whipping behind him. His tight form.

My gym crush, pt. 9, First Date [MM] [20s] [femboy] [straight to gay]

[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/124y1e7/my_gym_crush_pt_8_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/)

It was bitterly cold outside, so Dylan waited just inside the gym. He hadn’t gone running in about two years, but he figured he could probably keep up with Alex. At least for a while.

He got extremely sweaty when he jogged, so he just wore some joggers and a black hoodie. He didn’t want to get overheated, but he was expecting the first few minutes to be uncomfortably cold.

He watched people come in and out of the gym while he anxiously checked his phone. He recognized a few of the regulars, and he nodded to one of the guys he would spot for.

A cute girl walked in and looked lost for a moment. She wore dark blue leggings and a “WOLVES” sweatshirt. Her eyes found his, and she smiled.

“Dylan?”

“Oh! Wow, I’ve never seen you without the mask.”

Alex’s hair was up in a ponytail, and it was only with close scrutiny that Dylan could see the traces of his masculine features: a slight Adam’s apple, a nose a little larger than you’d expect on a woman. But more than any of that, Alex was just a beautiful person. His neck was long and elegant, and his features sharp. His warm smile felt inviting, but his keen, piercing eyes made Dylan slightly uneasy, like Alex could see straight through him.

My gym crush, pt. 8 [MM] [20s] [femboy] [straight to gay]

[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1241t8fmy_gym_crush_pt_7_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/)

Dylan reached the end of the posts. It felt a little stalkery, but he switched over to read through his comments. This guy was active in a crazy number of subs, answering questions about computer science and programming that was way over Dylan’s head. He also posted in a few language subs (Greek?) that were literally illegible to Dylan. Apparently he was also really into baking.

A few of the comments made Dylan laugh out loud. He was funny in a way that avoided the Reddit clichés like “it’s almost as if…,” “I’ll need that sauce for science,” and “damnit take my upvote.” He engaged in much more debate than Dylan, but he also asked a lot of questions. It almost stressed Dylan out to see all the subjects and hobbies he was interested in.

He was also really helpful in some of the sex subreddits, sharing hygiene tips and general advice. Dylan was excited to read that he was a switch with a preference for bottoming. Dylan couldn’t imagine ever wanting to be fucked in the ass, but he could definitely see himself on the giving end if someone like this guy was receiving.