Sara’s Self Discovery Part 2 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

“You are to late to worry about my becoming pregnant.
My husband has seen to that.

Hovering above her I contemplated how to do this without hurting this beautiful girl. I was afraid that any weight on top of her could cause harm.
I did not count on the fact that nature had figured this out after a few million years of birthing children.

Looking at her laying there with her arms outstretched towards me beckoning me to come to her I was once again struck by the beauty of this very pregnant girl.
Kneeling on the bed I moved forward placing the head of my cock against her pussy.
I started to rub it all around the outside of her pussy occasional rubbing her clit caused a sharp intake of breath on her part. “Hurry up” she said.

I responded that I plan to take my time and drive her to an orgasm beyond all her past expectations.
Ever so slowly I began the process of entering her womanhood however she was incredibly tight due to a lack of attention from her husband.
So I just took my time and began to work my way inward.

The Camgirl Part LXIV: For Me [FM] [Oral] [Fsolo] [Cute]

**LXIV: Liam and Blake**

**Liam**

Liam gazed down at Blake, blood boiling within as she licked his slowly softening cock, cleaning the cum off of it. She glanced at it occasionally, but for the most part, her eyes remained locked on his.

*Fuck. Did Marie ever look at me like that?*

He didn’t think so. Marie had very obviously enjoyed sex with him, enjoyed deepthroating him, and enjoyed anal. She’d never seemed disgusted or off-put by his cum, but…

*She never seemed so happy or so eager.*

As Blake licked up his cum, Liam shivered, remembering her words.

*I’m sorry I didn’t get all of it.*

She’d seemed genuinely sad that she hadn’t been able to take all of his cum in her mouth at once. He didn’t really know what to think of that, but those words had made his cock harder even as it deflated.

Finally, Blake seemed to have finished licking up his cum. Her eyes shined in the dim light as she smiled at him before resting her head on his hips, one hand still gripping his cock at the base, her jaw against his cock.

Welcome to the New Kink

Here’s one of my favorites.

There was knock at my backdoor one evening, a shy, hesitant tapping at the glass door, almost a bit seductive. The kind of tapping that makes you check yourself in the mirror before you see who’s behind the tapping. It was the polite young neighbor from down the block. She looked like she’s been crying about something, so I escorted her inside, give her a fleeting hug, my hand placed on the small of her back, that delicate dip between her ribs and her curvy, shapely backside, and lead her to the couch.

I handed her a drink, a simple gin and tonic, and listened to her story intently, but it’s one I’ve heard countless times before, and it’s both heartbreaking and a siren’s call to me. How her and her husband are struggling to start a family, timing their love making to her cycles, saving it up for exactly the right moments, reading all the literature, yet nothing ever flowers. How the doctors and the experts, with their degrees and expensive tests and more expensive tests, can’t find the answer, always have no concrete answers, but more tests. How if her husband thinks he’s the problem, he’ll die, feel emasculated, and how she feels so helpless, but she has the urge to just do . . . *something*. She looked at me imploringly, silently begging me to make the first move.

EXP-1: She broke up the band [MF]

This is my first time posting here so i want to preface this by saying i like talking about sexual experiences with people. I used to post on other subreddits and find people to share with but that has dried up. So i figured instead of trying to find one person, ill just put it out there for numerous people to read. I hope someone enjoys this as much as i loved remembering/typing it.

Brief rundown of what happened prior to the story…

Friend of mine, Clint, started dating a girl named Ally. Clint and I were in a band together. They spent all their available time together which caused him to be late for practice and shows. Caused a huge rift between us which resulted in our girlfriends fighting with each other and her(Ally) using knowledge that I trusted him with against me. That led to me quitting the band and refusing to talk to him. Clint made multiple attempts to talk to me/get me back in the band but i refused. A year and a half goes by until one day when i messaged her on Facebook to apologize.

[M/F] [Public] [Cheating] Las Bragas Cantina, part two.

*This is [the second part](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/eow41s/spring_break_at_the_las_bragas_cantina/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) of my own story, with fictional characters. Although some of the fun parts are based on true experiences..*

Josh’s eyes lit up. “No, but I want to!” Renea had finally managed to get Josh to give up his attempt. I’d make her pay for that. Sarah cut off her kiss with Josh’s friend, although the activity under the table seemed to continue.

“So!” I sat down on the bar top and pulled my shirt and bra down to just above my nipples. I squished the lime softly at the base of my neck, letting a squirt of juice run down between my breasts. Sprinkling salt on the juice, I then unbuttoned my shorts, pulled ‘my’ panties forward and made a little gap to place the shot glass in. “Who’s first?” I popped the lime in my mouth.

“Me!” I thought it would be one of the boys for sure, but it was Renea. She seemed more eager to keep Josh out of it than interested in the shot. Josh stood up and Renea climbed out of the booth. I spread my legs and motioned for her to come forward. She hesitated, then leaned in and whispered “He’s mine” before wrapping her arms around me and licking the salt off in little kisses. My my, how spiteful. I grinned and locked eyes with Josh.

Drunk Text[cheating][oral]

Bailey sat, comfortable and curled up on the couch, her husband just a few feet away in an armchair half asleep. Her vibrant red hair was pinned up in a messy bun and she was in her sweat pants and an old t-shirt of her husbands that she liked to sleep in. An episode of American Horror Story was on the tv, but Bailey was somewhat preoccupied with something on her phone.

Bailey’s ex-boss, Karl, had been texting her for weeks. The slightly older man, in his mid forties with sophisticated salt and pepper close cropped hair, had clearly been attracted to Bailey when they had worked together, and now that she had moved on to a new job, he decided to take his subtle flirtations to the next level. He would text her at night asking what she was wearing, wanting to see pictures and even going so far as to ask her if she was touching herself. Bailey had, up until that point, brushed off his inappropriate behavior and ignored his texts. Tonight, however, her interest in his advances was more difficult to ignore. She looked over at her husband, half asleep in his recliner, and with a sly smile to herself, opened her phone and read Karl’s most recent message.

[M] Normal Guy With Fun Secret

Hey all,

On the outside I’m your normal 30 year old guy. I date women around my age or a bit younger. We have normal sex lives that are fun, but not super exploratory.

My secret is that for the last few years I have developed a very specific kink. I have helping young men experiment. After having a chance interaction a few years ago, I have continued to maintain a presence online making myself available. I meet up with guys between 18 and 22 that fit my type. Most of the time this involves mutual masturbation and them giving me a handjob. Sometimes they perform oral sex on me, and often times we rub our cocks together and even double penetrate a fleshlight. I’ve done this multiple times with about a dozen guys.

Nobody in my life is aware of it.

Christy Pulls Me Into A Meeting (Christy01) [MF] [fiction] [voyeur] [workplace]

Like many tech companies, the one that I work for has many employees located abroad in India.  To make working together easier, all of our conference rooms are equipped with a TV and camera system so that by looking at a large TV on the wall, it was like you were in a room together with people from across the world.

I’ve always preferred to keep a later schedule at work.  I get to sleep in late and by the afternoon when all the early birds have cleared out; it’s quiet, there are only a few people around, and we mostly just keep to ourselves.  I can concentrate on the tasks at hand without needless interruptions or chatter.  And I have my privacy, which means I can waste time on Reddit if I want.  

Sara’s Self Discovery [Part 1] [MM] [MF] [BDSM]

MY LIFE

It was 4:30 in the morning and the pounding on my door was unrelenting. Who would be so inconsiderate to wake me in such a fashion ?
Stumbling to the door who was I to find but the wife of my neighbor.

Sara was just 25 and as adorable as they come, she had bright red hair and skin as white as alabaster with an assortment of freckles that highlighted her cheeks.
Her skin was so fair and sensitive I believe that she would suffer sunburn from a camera flash and she was 7 months pregnant.

She came to my place because she and her husband were new to our apartment building and I had helped them move in next door to my apartment.
Her reason for the visit, she was feeling alone and unwanted.
Her husband was a fireman and would be on call at the firehouse for three days in a row and then off for three days.
Being alone and in a new city for the first time left her feeling depressed.

The Night the Barriers Crumbled [mf][mom/son][18][virgin][nurturing][oral][age]

Growing up, when the first sexual desires stirred in him, they burned for the exotic. The far away. The non-familiar. But now that he was 18, about to go to college, and still a virgin, the sexual tension had piled to immense, pounding heights. The stakes had become so high. He was afraid to approach other people. He didn’t know how to make the plunge. The possibility of rejection felt too immense. Unsurvivable.

He had started to think about, and crave, nurturing. To be taught. Gently. Lovingly. But no girl would to do that. Girls were too young and inexperienced. Older women were tantalizing for that reason. And increasingly, thoughts had been drawn to his mother.

His mother protected him and evoked a deep, primal familiarity. These emotions drew him to her, but some barrier ultimately repulsed him sexually. Yet, she would understand him best, wouldn’t she? She would take that very special care.

The week prior had tortured him with nonstop arousal. His hormones must have been gushing through his bloodstream. He knew it was natural at his age, but the knowledge didn’t cure all that frustrated euphoria. His mother had caught him hiding his persistent erection throbbing against his sweatpants. The initial glimmer of shock on her face had quickly melted to sympathy, however. Regardless, he had taken to wearing jeans in the house.