Tag: Oral

Knock, knock . . . Yes! [MF]

(Part 1)[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hjczea/knock_knockno_mf_oral_tease/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf]

Tara hadn’t liked that I found a girlfriend after that night she spent in my dorm bed. I guess she figured I was like one of the freshman boys who were so desperate to get laid that they’d have immediately “fallen in love” with her and were willing to wait until her sex hiatus was over to get their reward. In any event, Tara would still visit our dorm room as she did before, but now she was often very acerbic and sarcastic. Worse, she would always give my girlfriend the dead eye stare. Eventually we all started to refer to Tara as “Fatal Attraction”(a movie at the time about an obsessed former lover). This went on until Tara dropped out of school not long after.

I was relieved somewhat after Tara was gone. I was getting tired of her bitchy, scary obsessiveness. On the other, there were times for a month or two after when I was jacking off that I’d fantasize about what have been with her that night. I certainly wasn’t that much interested in a relationship with a freshman, but any freshman that was already on a sex hiatus from too much sex seemed like they could be fun for a night or two. The year moved on. I continued to date the same girl, the semester ended, and soon we were into the spring semester. I had even eventually put Tara out of my mind. Read more »

Chapter 1: PD Gets his First Shoot (M-F, Oral)

The following is the beginning of a series of stories that I have written while in quarantine. I hope you like them.

Patrick David Green is our main character. He is 21, muscular built, dark hair, 6’5” and was a child prodigy at shooting. PD started shooting at 12 and has become a master at photoshop. He aced his classes in high school. He didn’t lose his V card until about a year ago but since then, he just can’t get enough. Neither can the women. His real name is Patrick David Green but his friends call him PD Green. PD for panty dropper.

PD starts shooting models he met on a photographer/model website. The first one he shoots is Amy, she is a senior at a major university in central Illinois. While not a cheerleader, she has a cheerleader’s body. Amy had done some modeling but had not been getting any work. She had been begging anyone to come shoot with her. So, PD makes the 3.5-hour drive from his home in Wisconsin for a shoot that he is very nervous about. Read more »

I got whipped by my huge-dicked gym teacher in the locker room…[Mf, S-M, Mdom, Oral, Facial]

It was completely forbidden. We definitely shouldn’t have been staring at each other whenever children weren’t around. There were about ten thousand reasons we shouldn’t flirt. My son was going to be in his class. If the school found out, I’d be moved.

Then, there were the looks we’d receive around town. It was 2020. It shouldn’t have mattered at all that he was black and I was the whitest blonde you’d ever seen. No one told Albanyville that it’s perfectly acceptable for a woman like me to date a man like him. It was made worse by the fact that I was about half his size. Maybe I should have been intimidated by that, but all I felt was a stirring in my chest whenever I looked at him.

We began to play a game of teasing chicken. Neither one knew the other’s limit. I never wanted preplan to end. I kicked off the flirty mess by tucking my skirt up into my waistband while I wiped down the benches in the locker room. I checked to make sure it was him first, then I bent over and displayed myself in my cutest red thong as I crawled on my hands and knees. Read more »

Reuniting with the man who catcalled me [FM] [30sM] [28F]

“Hey, what are you doing tonight?”

I crossed my legs as I read the text, immediately turned on. My plans for the night were getting high and watching The Mandalorian with my roommate, but I could be persuaded to change the itinerary. Because it was from Kyle.

Kyle and I met after he catcalled me from his truck. I’m normally a killjoy feminist who has no time for any of that, but something made me give him a chance. Probably the fact that he’s really hot.

I moved across the country shortly after we started hooking up, but we continued to occasionally reunite for dirty texting sessions.

Three years later, I’m back in the city where we met. I ran into Kyle once at the gym, and as soon as we started texting again, I realized it probably wasn’t over.

I told him to come over in a couple hours. I hopped in the shower to shave my legs, wash my hair, and calm my nerves. I was more insecure and less experienced the last time we actually fucked and I wanted to show off some new skills. I slammed a White Claw in the shower, hoping it would help. Dressed in my favorite black crop and spandex shorts. Read more »

The Arena of Loads [MF] [Fantasy] [Beast] [Exhibition] [Public] [Excess] [cum] [Oral] [Second person?]

Forgot to put this in the title, but this also includes **degrading and humiliation** so don’t read if you’re not into that. **The reader has the pov of the girl in the story.**

***

The Arena of Loads

***

Warm lights hit your face as you approached the gate. A doorway to the infamous arena. This was a place of much significance to the society you found yourself in. An ancient, holy place. A place for men to sate their lusts.

The smooth, dark marble that the entire structure was constructed of felt cold under you naked feet. You were in an underground hallway leading to the main stage. The arena itself was a round structure surrounded by elevated seating arrangements for an audience.

This place was built as shrine for release. A building with the sole purpose of letting out men’s most depraved needs. To enter its arena was a great honor, though once you were inside you’d be greeted with no politeness or respect.

You had been selected for today. Secretly it had been a fantasy of yours for years. Read more »

Knock, knock…no [MF] [oral] [tease]

The housing situation at my university was based mostly on the assumption that students would escape the dorms once they were free to after sophomore year. Though upperclass students did live in the dorms, they were rare. My roommate, Matt, and I were among this rare breed senior year. We had lived off campus briefly, but decided it wasn’t worth the hassle- shopping and cooking for ourselves, having to get up earlier to commute into school, remembering to pay rent monthly, etc. By then we were of legal drinking age as well, and didn’t have to worry about enjoying adult beverages in the dorms as we did as underclass students. The dorms seemed like a good choice.

We chose one of the more sedate dorms, not wanting to deal with the usual freshman/sophomore rowdiness. Because we also did a work study job for the university housing facilities department, we were able get rid of extraneous furniture in our room to make space for a big couch and decent size beer fridge. Overall, we had a pretty sweet set up. We pretty much kept an open door policy in our room and got a lot of visitors from the floor, especially among the freshmen on the floor who wanted to get to know and understand these odd creatures called seniors. They were harmless for the most part and provided a distraction and some entertainment. Read more »

Subliminal Broadcaster 2000 Pt. 3 [Hypnosis, Anal, Orgy, Toys]

(This story is inspired by CryptoKnight’s excerpts on Literotica. You can find the first two stories [here](https://www.literotica.com/s/subliminal-broadcaster-2000?page=2) and [here](https://www.literotica.com/s/subliminal-broadcaster-2000-ch-02).Thanks for reading!)

Andy woke up naked to the warm sensation of lips closing around his cock. He opened his eyes and saw Michelle Fowler’s bald head bobbing up and down on his crotch. Her chains rattled as she worked to jerk him off, desperately craving her morning cum.

It wasn’t just the two of them in bed. Blindfolded and gagged next to Andy was Theresa Herman, the blonde highschool senior from down the block. She still wore her stained cheerleader’s outfit, the set she had on when Andy picked her up from practice.

“Wow Mr. McGregor, those inspirational disks you gave me were amazing! They really helped me overcome my pregame jitters.” Andy knew his tapes were successful when Theresa bent over to put her backpack in the trunk, revealing her lack of panties.

His invention, the SB “Subliminal Broadcaster” 2000, broadcasted at a frequency just barely beyond human awareness. The messages were too low to be heard consciously, but they would assail themselves strongly on the subconscious level. After listening to the innocent CDs, the subject believed that the messages being broadcast by the SB 2000 were his or her own thoughts. Read more »

Who Do You Belong To? [MF] [Public] [D/s] [cheating]

This is a continuation of Owen and Kallie’s second encounter. It can stand on its own but you might be lost if you don’t read [Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fi9xbl/did_you_mean_it_mf_oral_public_cheating/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

You can also read about their [First Encounter](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f2y8ku/do_you_want_to_tell_daddy_no_mf_anal_cons_nc/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) for more of their back story.

****

“Stand up”

“Yessir!” I say with a smirk, as I peel myself off of the hotel room door I’m slumped against. His eyes dance with amusement. Luckily, Owen enjoys my spirit. A glint of mischief flashes in his eyes as he steps back into the hallway from our protected alcove. He glances up and down the hall and then back at me.

“Take off your shirt.”
I blink at him and I can feel myself blushing as I realize what he wants. I bring my fingers to the hem of my shirt and hesitate, looking back at him.
“Problem, my sweet?”
“No,” I sigh, and then pull my baggy t-shirt up and over my head, making sure it catches on my tits as I do, feeling them bounce against my ribs once my shirt releases them. Read more »

I [f]ucked [m]y Bumble date in a park without a condom

This is my first time sharing one of my sexual experiences. There’s a bit of backstory so feel free to skip to the sex.

To start off, this all happened just a few weeks ago, I almost felt like a virgin going into this date. I’d been depressed and anxious for a few years, and because of this I’d stopped dating or even seeing women. I had convinced myself I was worthless. I let myself spiral out of control with drugs and alcohol and it wasn’t until late 2019 I started to correct my issues. Not only this, but my sex life (when I’d had one), was rather vanilla and boring.

I was encouraged by a friend to sign up for a dating app. I said fuck it and downloaded Bumble. The first girl I matched with was Christine. By the time I’d matched with Christine, I’d been single for over 5 years, and hadn’t had sex in over 3. We chatted for a few days before I asked her out, and she agreed to meet. Read more »

The Nurses, Chapter 9 [NSFW] [Oral]

Chapter 9

The news of Adam and I being an official couple trickled out slowly, rather than the speed of light like most hospital gossip. Due to COVID, people were stuck in pairs in ICU rooms, working different shifts than normal and overall, just not getting an opportunity to even make just a little small talk. Work was crazy and stressful—even more so than normal.

But the news did trickle out. And when it did, I felt happy to not have to hide how I felt about Adam anymore. Watching him work made me proud, seeing how well he interacted with patients during delicate times made me aware of how sensitive he was, and the way he flipped me from my stomach to my back during a crazy fuck session showed me how strong he was. He was the total package and while I enjoyed people knowing we were a couple, I did find myself feeling jealous and insecure at times, something that I usually didn’t struggle with.

Now when I saw some of the floating nurses flirt with Adam, or just casually rest their hand on his forearm while they explained charts to him—I felt the anger grow from my stomach to my neck, heating my face with a fire only jealousy could explain. Read more »