I LOANED OUT MY BOYFRIEND [mf] [mast] [squirt] [facefuck] [anal] [facial]

My boyfriend and I were on vacation in Portland, Oregon. We got a cute little cabin in the woods for two weeks and we’d head into town for date night or to load up on groceries.

Other than that, we spend most of the time fucking. We fucked in the hot tub. We fucked in the back yard. We fucked in the woods over a downed tree. We fucked in the kitchen, on the front porch, and on the hood of our rental car.

He fucked my cunt, my throat, and my ass. He ate my pussy until I was raw. And then he’d flip me over and use my asshole until it was gaping and flooded with cum.

I needed a break.

But Tom was a fuck machine and wanted to keep going. To distract him, I suggested we go into town to look at the cute shops and go on a date to a sushi restaurant we heard about.

At my suggestion (obvi) we went into a cute little gift shop that sold candles and soaps and essential oils. The woman who greeted us seemed immediately taken by Tom, who flirted with her right off the bat. I think because I was there and seemed unfazed, she leaned into it, flirting back.

High atop the passersby. We found a name. [exhib] [MF] [M37] [F42] [cheat]

*This is a four-hand writing account by two sexy souls who met over the internet.*

*This is their first encounter.*

**Him:**
You are standing before this window. Looking at all these people walking. Minding their own lives. You are alone, but in a minute, a second maybe, I’ll enter the room. I won’t say a thing, because we don’t need to.

The silence speaks our truth and welcomes us in the frailness of its embrace. You keep looking down the street as you listen to my every moves. The door closing behind me. My steps. Every rustling my clothes make.

You can hear me breathing. I’m close enough for you to get a hint of my perfume. You wait, as you feel your heart beating a bit faster, your legs feeling a bit heavier and your stomach wondering why the room seems to be moving a bit.

You can feel that I am now standing right behind you. I’m not touching you. But every uncovered parts of your skin are bridging this distance with your imagination.

The silence is everywhere. And it’s exquisite.

What are you wearing. How are your hair arranged?

Experiments in Freeuse [MF] [20s] [Freeuse]

My girlfriend, Zoe, and I had been dating about a year or so at this point. We both were pretty busy professionally, in our 20s and working to get ahead, but usually we’re able to make time to get together on weekends and some evenings during the week too. We were fortunate enough that we lived about a block away from each other, so getting to see each other was more about time than distance. She was a wonderful woman though, about all you could ask for, smart, funny, easy to feel comfortable around, beautiful, kinky (but would get embarrassed if you called her on it) and always ready to go. The total package. She was a 5’2” beauty of Korean descent, dark brown hair with a few highlights, gorgeous face, and a mesmerizing set of DDD tits with pink nipples. I was lucky to have her being a pretty typical white dude, about 5’10”, little overweight, balding, and an average sized penis. I didn’t think I was ugly, but dating her seemed like I was a 6 that was lucky enough to date a 9.

My [F49] Boss At Work The Next Day [M32] [MF] [Office Romance] [Update]

Original Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11o3qb6/my_boss_f49_shares_too_much_on_zoom_m32_mf_older/

The next day at work was nerve-wrenching & exhilarating.

I was at work first, sitting in my office, going through emails and waiting to get my first glimpse of Amy. I heard her come crashing through the main door of our office, as usual. She always carried like 100 things from her car and was always fumbling. With a giant thud, I heard all of her stuff collapse on her desk, and then footsteps started down the hall. She stopped at the door to my office and peeked in. Her face was flushed. Was it from the walk up the stairs to our office, I mused, or could it be that she was nervous & excited to see me too?

She smiled and then stepped fully into the doorway. I couldn’t believe my eyes. She was wearing a long white dress. Taut at her breasts, as usual, and I could clearly see her bra through the thin material. It was white as well, but had some sort of black design all over it. My cock stirred in my khakis as my mouth dropped. “Hi” was all she said, and with a wink she kept going down the hall to say hello to the rest of our team.

My gym crush, pt. 3 [MM] [20s] [masturbation] [femboy] [straight to gay]

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

[pt. 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11ykvmw/my_gym_crush_pt_2_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/)

Dylan woke up the next morning in a haze. He checked his phone to make sure it hadn’t just been in his head.

There, in Reddit, were the messages. There was the profile. And there, in his camera reel, were the photos and videos of another man that he’d jacked off to.

The man was dressed like a woman, sure. But Dylan had seen the pictures of that very real, imposing cock.

There was a new message from the guy. “It’s cool if I’m not your type. I promise I won’t be weird if we run into each other at the gym”

Dylan realized he had never messaged back. He’d been distracted cleaning himself up last night and then had passed out.

He looked again at the profile and found the pics of the guy in red lingerie. Dylan immediately got hard.

“Fucking morning wood,” he grumbled as he squirted lotion into his left hand. He bit his lip as he swiped through the photos and stared at the legs and ass and torso on his screen. He tried to avoid looking too long at the cock until he finally swiped to a video of this feminine figure jacking off and ejaculating onto a mirror.

Allister’s Corruption Aboard the Black Rose [F35/M40/M25] [Pirates]

*It’s the mid-1700s and the Queen of Spain has hired privateers to prowl the Atlantic for fresh British prey. Infamous among them is the dread pirate Esme and her fast ship, the Black Rose. No ship is safe when she has it in her sights.*

It’s too bad for Allister Smythe, first mate of the HMS Plotwise, a frigate on route to England after a protracted fight in the Americas. There’s only just enough food to get home, and nearly all their ammunition has already been exhausted when the crew in the crow’s nest spots the black flag on the horizon.

“Pirates!” shouts the grizzled man in the crow’s nest. It will be his last words. A cannonball obliterates the mast and sails, sending the crew into a panic. Only Allister stays in his position, guarding the captain. His saber at the ready, he says a prayer to his Heavenly Father and thinks of his wife back home, wondering if he’ll see her beautiful face again.*

The captain of the Plotwise, a ruddy fat man with a nose for rum and little else, cowers at the wheel as The Black Rose coasts along the bow. Angry shouts on the main deck are replaced with pistol shots, the clang of metal, and cries that die as abruptly as they start. “Do something!” he says, pushing Allister down the stairs.

My gym crush Pt. 2 [MM] [femboy] [20s] [masturbation]

[Pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/)

>Hey, I saw your gym post. I’m pretty sure we both go to the same college. Go Wolves, lol Ps I think you’re cute

His hair stood on end. For some reason, he never thought someone from his own school would visit these subs. This person didn’t seem quite as pathetic as the others, and the fact that they went to the same school excited him. Even if he wasn’t interested in getting with them, the idea that someone nearby wanted him turned him on.

He wrote back, “Yeah? That’s crazy. Have you seen the comments on that post. A lot of people lining up to suck my cock haha You wanna join them? I could move ya to the front of the line”

“Hmmm.. Send a pic so I can see what we’re dealing with ;)”

Dylan had posted dick pics on Reddit before, but no one had ever asked him for one. He pulled down his waistband and smushed the mound of his pelvis with his left hand so that his shaft would look extra long.

“What do you say?”

It was excruciating waiting for a reply.

The Game – Part 1 (Fiction)

**TRIGGER WARNING!!!!! Contains mentions of Consensual Non-consent, Druging (Roofieing), Somnophilia, Hunting or Stalking, Sex and Sexual Content, Sexual Assault, R4pe, Public Sexual acts, and more possibly triggering sexual implications and activities. This work is a work of fiction and any possible connections drawn to real people or places are purely coincidental.**

They came up with it late one night lying in bed naked and high after a particularly intense evening of play. They lay there both breathing heavily still basking in the afterglow of being one with each other in the most primal way. Sweat still clinging to them glistening in the faint dull lights of the room.

“My God!” He choked out through the smoke of the joint he just lit before passing it to her.

“I… yeah… wow!” She replied through laboured breaths as she took the joint and took a hit of her own. Just then an idea came to his head one that he never thought could come true.

“You know what would be interesting?” He pondered aloud taking the joint back from her and hitting it again. While he did she slowly and gently kissed his torso.

My gym crush, pt. 1 [MM] [femboy] [20s] [masturbation] [straight to gay]

Dylan had never done this before, but while he pretended to check his phone, he opened up his camera app and took a picture.

He was a regular at his college’s gym, never missing a session or skipping leg day. He had his sets planned out, and he compulsively kept a record in his phone of the details of every workout. The rush of people at the start of the New Year was dwindling now, but one of the new girls he’d noticed was still around. She kept to herself, to the point that she still wore a mask, but Dylan thought he had caught her eye at least once.

He took another photo, then recorded a 15 second video.

It was cowardly and creepy, but her legs and ass looked unbelievable in her powder-blue leggings, especially while she did squats. With a cropped tank top that was little more than a sports bra, he had a clear view of the pale skin of her back, and with the aid of the mirror, he zoomed in on her tight tummy. As creepy as this was, he thought it was better than hitting on her while she was working out. At least, that’s what he told himself. Really he was worried that she’d go the way of all the other resolutioners, and he’d never get a glimpse of that round ass again.

The Night at Policewoman‘s Place [Femdom] [Masturbation] [Spanking] [Humiliation] [VOY] [Les][Fiction]

My parents were mysterious to me -more so than Big Foot or the Lochness monster if I might be frank. I never understood dad´s fixation with women like my mom, who never spoke unless spoken to, wore flowery clothes and lived just for the house, kids, and television. Not to mention, mom was flat-chested, her body looking like an ironing board she was fond so much.

I liked ladies with power, meaning three things, two of them being their jugs. The last of them was the office to command and condemn men. I remember looking for pictures of female politicians and judges, choosing photos where I could see their expensive clothes, stretched by their boobs that could feed future generations and enchant countless crowds, including desperate criminals.

When I was eighteen, I was trading most of the nude photos with a boy of the same age Eric Taylor, whose household was so different from mine, and most of the guys swore they wanted to grow up in it. Eric and his half-sister Sandy were being raised by two moms. The thin African-American Doris and Louise, Mexican lady of slightly plumper shapes. The boys in the neighborhood joked that Doris must have met her wife at an anti-immigration department because she worked as a police officer.