Easy Mode (Part 1) [MF][Oral][MC][Scifi]

**Easy Mode (Part1)**

**Intro:** Trying out a new story idea about altering reality on the fly. I’m sure this has been done before, but this is my attempt.

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**Henry Catches the Bus**

Henry was late coming back from lunch. The guy at the sandwich place had been taking his time chatting up his female coworkers rather than half-assedly making his sandwich. He wasn’t exactly on the on the clock when it came to lunch, but Thursdays were the days when he actually, you know, did some real work in the office. He didn’t want to have to stay late, or, ugh, do work on a *Friday*. He supposed his life could be worse, having *more* than four hours of boring spreadsheet work in a 40-hour week, but it was more of a pain to distribute over five days than get done in one go. Besides, he’d found a good webcomic he wanted to spend all day reading on Friday. As he stepped into the crosswalk, he looked down at his watch—almost two.

Band Practice Part 1 [m/m] [1st time][oral]

When I was a Junior in Highschool, I had a friend in band with me named Jason. He and I played trombone together and he was the section lead that year, cause he was the only senior we had. Living where we did, Band actually was a big deal, if only because football was such a bigger one. We took our marching seriously, and started working on it as soon as we were allowed. That’s a lot of hot summers, marching on blacktop for hours at a time.

When we started that year, Jason and I got together and made a decision. Unlike the other sections of our band, we’d make sure the freshmen players never had to walk back to the band hall after field practice. It made us pretty popular with the underclassmen. It also made me feel pretty good, like I had a part in making the band better for at least a few people.

[OC] Vacation Fun

Mark and Catherine relaxed on chaise lounges by the huge pool of a resort on the Gulf Coast. It was their first vacation of the year and after dealing with the winter doldrums and their hectic work schedules, they needed an escape from reality. Mark had his headphones on, listening to music streaming from his phone while Catherine simply soaked up the spring sunshine. Mark’s typical board shorts were offset by Catherine’s not quite conservative but definitely not risqué, light red bikini.

While the pool wasn’t crowed, they did enjoy watching people as they passed by, their eyes shielded by their sunglasses. To some, holding hands wasn’t unusual, but for Mark and Catherine, holding hands also allowed them to play a game of theirs, “Would You?” The rules were simple, if either squeezed the others hand, the other had to reply if the person passing by was “doable”. One tap of a finger was yes, two taps, no. The game had, in the past, led to some astounding adventures for them.

Playing the game had also revealed that Catherine was quite interested in women of all shapes, sizes, colors. Her interests were almost as varied as Marks. Catherine however, had never had an opportunity to explore her interests for one reason or another.

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 8) [MF][MMF][Mdom][FF][Reluc][Exh][ENF][Oral][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**The story so far:** Regina Trent is a ‘Lost Girl’ who somehow found herself in a reality slightly different from ours where sex and nudity is of limited taboo, and no religious dogma blocks the willing from sexual freedom. Men and women live in a world were sexual predilections are cataloged on a woman’s Announcement bracelet, and men can find suitable matches via their phone, using their Privelege to take their pleasure. All of this would be strange enough, but Regina is attending Willoughby, what she thought was a normal college, but instead seems an elite school designed to not only teach her liberal arts, but how to exist as a source of pleasure in the outside world, where women must give themselves to suitable matches or face criminal charges. Her roommate knows the truth, a member of the staff as well, and she’s recently learned there have been others like her. And now, she’s just trying to survive without sounding crazy.

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**Part 8**

The day was pleasant enough when they exited the malls, packages in hand, and generally feeling refreshed from a half-day of shopping and chatting.

“Hey, ladies.” A few guys were lingering around a large pick-up truck drinking beer.

[FM] My Gf gave me a long distance hotwifing experience

This is a testimony of an adventure from a few years ago, when my then gf studied abroad, namely in Sheffield in the UK, for 3 months (Erasmus exchange). I visited her every few weeks and we had excellent sex every time.

Only, at the end of her stay I could not come over and visit her for an entire month. We Skyped a lot and after two weeks of abstination she sighed that she was so horny and missed me. I felt sorry for her, and since I had shared her before in threesomes and other things, I told her that she could have sex with a guy she could choose herself, to help her get the satisfaction she needed. She listened to me and looked at me with naughty eyes on Skype, and asked: “do you really want me to find a guy here at the uni and fuck him for you?”. I just smiled, she knows very well I love it when she acts slutty, and she started thinking how she could find someone, and she started looking on fb to see which of her Sheffield friends was online.

[MFF] I’ve peaked and it’s all downhill from here.

I had the most intense and satisfying sexual experience of my life at the age of 37 in October, 2019. It’s almost certainly all downhill from here. Even in the free range of my imagination, apart from summoning an alternate reality’s Rihanna and Scarlett Johansson who have an inexplicable, keen devotion to my dick, I can’t top the scenario that played out in an Airbnb beach bungalow on Saturday, October the 12th of 2019. I feel like my life now neatly divides into before and after that afternoon. Whenever I find myself feeling down or lacking confidence, a quick mental replay of that day never fails to put the swagger back in my step and give me a jaunty disposition towards the world.

Fair warning: there will be a bit of an extended setup here as I feel the intensity of the experience is diminished by a lack of context. And I’m writing this mostly for mine own amusement in any case. It’s a strangely quiet evening here and I’ve just poured myself three fingers of Bulleit Rye. Take a trip with me, bored thirsty Redditors.

My Best Friend Part 30 (fiction, plot, love, cons, friends)

I walked into the bedroom and threw the clothes into the pile where our bags were. I noticed that the bags were already open and the apparently the girls had gotten their shower equipment out. I looked over to the bathroom to see the door was closed and sounds like the water was just being turned on. I walked over to test the door and found that the door was unlocked. I went back over to the luggage and grabbed my bathroom kit. Then I went back to the bathroom and went in.

I walked into the bathroom to see the girls had already gone into the shower section. I shrugged to myself putting my bathroom kit on the counter pulling out my shampoo and conditioner containers and walked over to the shower section.

The girls were lathering up using the full force of the jets spraying from both sides of the walls. Well Amanda was lathering up on one side while Jeanette stood in the force letting the water massage her with what I imagine was scorching hot water. I got close to the water and sure enough it was hot enough to burn me.
Why girls have to shower in the hottest water imaginable I’ll never understand.

My manager makes me his prostitute (long)

My manager is a soon to be 23 year old and I am an 18 year old freshman in college. I’ve been working with him since I was 16 as a cashier. He’s always been very nice to the employees which is why I’ve stayed here for this long. Who knows if I’ll ever get another manager like that again. He’d give me and others the 100% discount in secrecy as long as it wasn’t anything that was too expensive or too much. But lately I’ve been noticing a change. He’s been doing more than just the discount, he’s been allowing me to have 5 more minutes on my break and is even letting me pick where I’m placed for the shift. I won’t lie, I like it, who wouldn’t but I can’t help but notice that this all started right after my last birthday. It may just be a coincidence and he’s doing this for the other younger employees too.

I have to admit, he’s cute. He’s a little shorter than me which is a quality I love in a man. I catch myself looking a little too long at him sometimes when he’s not looking. But overall he’s my manager and I am just a floor worker. It would be unprofessional to try to do anything, wouldn’t it?

Cheating on [M]y girlfriend with my longtime best [F]riend.

To start this of here’s a little backstory of me and my best friend. (We’re both 21)
We’ve known each other for 7 years now I think.
We’ve always been very flirty with each other and we also tried dating but it never really worked out, so we stayed friends and became very close.
Before this story the only things that happened between us sexually were making out, a handjob and some sexting but we talked about sex a lot in general.

A few years ago she moved away to study in a different city so we didn’t see each other for a long time but we stayed in good contact.
Over the years we both had different relationships and we’ve always talked to each other about the sex we had and stuff.
So when my longterm relationship ended she still had a boyfriend and we made a deal that if we both would be single at the same time we’d finally fuck and do all the nasty stuff we’ve been sexting about.
So some months pass and I’m already in a new relationship when she breaks up with her boyfriend.
And because she had big problems with being alone after the breakup we decided that I would come by and visit her for a few days.
But because I’m in a relationship we of course said that we wouldn’t have sex, but I wouldn’t be writing this if we kept it that way right? haha.

Embracing a swinger lifestyle [Group]

After our first swinger party that was it, we were hooked. We couldn’t stop talking about our erotic adventure. Now that we experienced such fulfilling sexual pleasure in this new lifestyle, sex between the two of us started to take on a different feel, it seemed less satisfying. We found ourselves fantasizing about others and what the next escapade would look like.

We were often invited to go to house parties where we played strip poker, strip pool, nude twister and various drinking games which all led to taking our clothes off and enjoying the other party guests in various ways. I enjoyed the sexual attention from the guys and even occasionally from some of the ladies.

My husband was more interested in watching and occasionally assisting the guys with pleasuring me by helping to inserting their hardon’s into my wanting pussy and massaging their balls while their cocks were fully submerged inside me. I was amazed that some guys enjoyed having their balls massaged so much that they would have explosive orgasms while inside me. I could feel their cocks pulsating violently as they shot their loads. I loved for my husband to see their jizz coming out of my vagina. I asked him “are you interested in coming over here and cleaning me up”? To my surprise, he did object and simply replied “of course hun”. I thought he was going to do something else but he grabbed a hand towel and gently cleaned up the jizz that had leaked out.