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You’re Going to Let Me Love You [MF] [D/s] [affectionate dominance] [oral] [romantic]

This happened almost a year ago. There’s a bit of backstory before it gets intimate, but I think it’s important to capture the “wholesome” theme for the challenge this story was written for. Gentle feedback welcome. Please no judgement on our dynamic. It’s consensual.

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I was having a lot of self-confidence issues, especially since my husband and I were talking about opening up our marriage to look for women so I could explore my bisexuality, and fulfill some of our joint fantasies if possible. I couldn’t help comparing myself to the girls with the small perky tits that kept popping up on my FetLife feed. Meanwhile, my 34 J’s felt like an unsexy burden. It seemed like all the girls my husband followed were petite and small. My body has always been curvy and at the time I didn’t really feel confident in it. *(Note, a lot has changed in a year and I feel a lot more comfortable in my skin now – thanks to my husband, FetLife friends, and most importantly adopting a healthy lifestyle and working towards my body goals).* Read more »

The Stocks Part 3: Breaking The Seal [Mf] [Piss] [Oral]

Catherine awoke to the sound of riotous laughter emanating from across the green. How she slept she wasn’t sure, her neck and wrists were held 3 feet in the air by wooden stocks and her naked body draped below in a patch of stinging nettles. But it had been a long day. Her stomach and pussy were filled with semen, her fat body was bruised all over, her throat was sore. And in her ass painfully nestled a large parsnip. Remembering this, she flexed her asshole trying to summon the strength to eject it. Her raw, round hole widened and the vegetable pushed against her rim, but it was impossible, the circumference was too big.

She slumped back down and observed where the noise was coming from. A tavern about 50 yards away was in full boisterous swing. Men, young and old, jostled outside swilling ale from huge metal tankards. The evening was warm and the atmosphere exuberant. In the dark she struggled to see more than the orange glow of lamps and the buoyant movement of silhouettes. She saw one wander behind a tree to urinate. Then a few more staggered onto the green looking for somewhere to relieve themselves. Good spots behind trees were quickly used up and several men wandered aimlessly in the dark towards her. Read more »

One of these things is not like the other

Two of these three work stories are true. The other one starts true but have the ending I wish happened. Can you figure out which one?

1) At one of my jobs I worked with the organization’s education department frequently. The main trainer for our area was a barely 5′ tall blonde that weighed maybe 100 lbs, with a larger than expected percent coming from her chest. She was engaged to an asshat, who she has since divorced, that treated her like crap. But I digress. Her and I flirted a lot. Somehow our conversations always led back to sex or boobs. One day we were talking about oral sex when she started telling how much she liked sucking dick. I shared how much I love giving as well. Shockingly she told me that she didn’t enjoy her pussy eaten. “Well, if you ever want me to change your mind, just let me know,” I told her. Read more »

Angel Interrogated by a Succubus (MF)

{Bit of a slow start, so if you want to skip right to the good stuff, I put a line where it starts so you can scroll to that. Feel free to leave feedback, and I hope you enjoy!}

Thousands of years ago, before a god with a capital G was even a thought in human minds, there was a great and terrible war that puts all human conflicts to shame. This War in Heaven was fought between the armies of angels led by the archangels themselves, and the demons of Lucifer, who were invading Heaven to avenge Lucifer’s exile. The casualties of both sides measured in the tens of millions, and each side did whatever they had to to win. Anything.

As such, whenever an enemy soldier was captured, the other side made sure to milk them for as much information as they could provide. Even the “holy” side wasn’t above torturing a demon or two to get intel on where the next attack would be, or how many demons were truly left up above. Read more »

desperate for my gamer bf 2 use me like a controller [mf] [oral] [anal]

I know I should be studying. And yet, I’m shifting in my chair, desperate for friction, not seeing a word of my class notes. I think I read some of it at some point but no colored pen or highlighter is a match for the sound of my boyfriend verbally abusing people playing an online game. It doesn’t help that I steal glances of him too. His back is hunched and tense, belly spilling over his basketball shorts. He’s totally absorbed in the game. He looks like a modern day god. My thighs clench from want.
An element of the attraction is his total unawareness of me. He is a real person with real interests. On the other hand, I feel dogged by the thought that I am the byproduct of someone else’s dream, an empty simulation of desire. It’s a sickness. I think of him all the time and wish I could erase his individuality and inject him with my virus so we could fuck for eternity. Isn’t it the object of pornography, to fuck without decay?
I imagine his hands on me the way is see them gripping the smooth curves of the controller. He plugs himself into me and I vibrate all over. Upon his touch my soft flat nipples take shape into hard little buds, functional as analog sticks. He tortures them with quick flicks from his thumbs and I cant help but let out small cries.
“Shut up, stupid slut,” he snaps, eyes still glued to the screen. I try to comply but his sporadic thrusts into my sopping wet cuntport drive me past the point of comprehension. “Please fill all of my ports,” I whine, bouncing my ass against his soft belly. He abruptly ejects himself and barks, “Make yourself useful and get me a red bull.”
I rush to fulfill his request and after he chugs the can, he pushes my head down to his crotch. “Good girl,” he says. My mouth hole gratefully receives his long heavy cock covered in a mixture of my cunt juice and sweat. I lap my tongue over every inch of it, determined to collect all of the taste while groaning from the pleasure.
He pulls his dick from me again and inserts it into my ass. He pounds my ass so good that I want more but he pulls out again and fucks my mouth. He alternates between my mouth and ass, thoroughly neglecting my aching pussy left to drip fluids into my ass. It’s so wet everywhere.
“Baby, you’re drooling all over your notes.” I jerk my head up from my desk and attempt to blink the sleep from my eyes. I had been dreaming and made a mess of my notes! “Ah, I had a really good dream,” I replied sheepishly. If only he knew…

I [F] had an affair with a [M] coworker.

Hello all! First time posting here, so be gentle. I did have a blog for awhile on Tumblr, but nixed it back when they killed the adult content stuff. Been a few years, but, well… It still makes me all tingly thinking about, and I like sharing my stories.

Call me Tara. This all started up a few years ago when I was 22. Married my husband straight out of highschool. Probably had more sex in my teens than I should have, but after I hooked up with my husband in my senior year, we were thick as thieves and I switched off the naughtier side of me to be the good, devoted girlfriend. We got married a couple of years later. Husband nailed a great job (But busy. Lots of nights and weekends), and after a year he got me a job at the same place. I was just doing basic secretarial work while he was higher up, but it’s a good company and I enjoyed the work, and it gave me enough time for the part time college I was finishing up on the side. Hubby and I, though, eventually got into a bit of a rough patch. We’d been trying for years to have a kid with no luck, and the constant stress of it was leading to a lot of fights and general angst. Read more »

That time when I [M] spent a week-end with a squirter [F].

This happened a while ago, in 2004.

I had been chatting with this woman who lived about 2 hours from my place. She was 20 years old if my memory is right. We had a lot in common, and were desperate to meet one another, so she eventually invited me to her place.

She was a big girl (BBW). She was wild. On the first day, we bought beer and watched a movie. Later that night, we started kissing and ended up in her bedroom.

We made out for a while, and I ended up removing her clothes, and I went down on her. She was shaved, but it wasn’t too recent, maybe a few days, hair was starting to grow a little. While giving her oral, I started fingering her.

And that’s when I got surpris.

She didn’t tell me, but she was a squirter. Not the kind who can spray a stream across the room. But she could squirt a little about every 15-20 strokes of vaginal penetration. So, after fingering her intensely for 20 seconds, I would remove my fingers, and she would squirt a little. After 20 minutes, half her bed was completely soaked. It was amazing. Read more »

[MF] Going to Far to Fast.

Circa 2002

I was seeing a women a little more mature than myself for a few months coming off a divorce. We’d met in the gym exchanging glances. I had a thing for petite fair skin woman around the 130 mark at that time.

Probably had something to do with my ex. Big borderline Disney character size brown eyes and waist length straight strawberry blonde hair pretty much sealed my physical attraction.

We begin to chit-chat and within a week she asked me to run with her on the boardwalk. During what was a great afternoon she asked me to dinner that weekend.

She was laid back almost a little to direct but it was charming. I did sense quite a bit of reservation when we started taking about sex, which was cute but indicated a little vanilla.

Things progressed slowly, which is fine I was in mo hurry. At around the 6 week mark we began sleeping together. The first time a couple flags went up for me.

The inception of our physical relationship felt very rushed on her part. It began with a request for the lights to be turned way down. As in nearly pitch dark. Read more »

Chapter 11. Help me Rhonda [oral sex] [OC] [nsfw]

The events of this chapter follow immediately from [Chapter 10. Is the Subject Art](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/mi7v7l/chapter_10_is_the_subject_art_ocart_classcfnm/).

[Hearing the melody “Spill the Wine” by Eric Burdon & War]

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As I fell asleep and dreamed.
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie,
and that I was the star.

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I stood high upon a mountaintop,
naked to the world
in front of every kind of girl.

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I awoke abruptly to the clanking of dishes and talking coming up from the kitchen below. It seemed the song had been playing on a loop in my mind. It’s easy to see what brought this golden oldie to mind— I had just spent the last hour or so on a kind of mountaintop naked before, well, I don’t know for sure who I was naked before except for Miss Winters.

I guess I was having fun in my subconscious state. I was sporting a passable erection as I got off the bed. I hung the robe in the master bathroom and slipped on a warm-up suit: it was blue wind pants and a matching 1/4-zip, pullover windshirt. Looking in the mirror, I smoothed down my hair and headed downstairs. Read more »