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Asian Take-Out [Str8] [Mf] [cheating]

I’m a creature of habit, until I’m not. Left to my own whims, I’ll stick to a well-worn path of choices with predictable results. When I’m pushed in another direction, I find I really enjoy it once I get past the initial resistances. Yet for whatever reason I have difficulty in moving myself away from my norms.

Gretta, known as Gigi, was based in my company’s Manila office. Gigi and I had worked together for a few years before we met in-person. We had a great rapport and even engaged in some playful flirting while we had calls, which wasn’t unusual with the single women from that office. I always enjoyed their schoolgirl-like giggles when they first heard my deep voice.

The events in this story took place during the tail-end of the years of being able to know someone without being able to find them easily through social media. So, I’d have pictures in my mind of these Filipino girls I spoke with–eager, lithe, and just out of college–but I didn’t know what they actually looked like. Read more »

Mary’s Adventure, Part 5.5 of 6 [FFM]

Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e1nckz/marys_adventure_part_1_of_6_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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It didn’t take much convincing to get Alberto to join us back at our towel after the two bullies went their own way, finding themselves low on ammunition. Gina was more insistent that he join us than I was, though I certainly didn’t mind. I laid back on the towel to resume my tanning while Gina and Alberto became acquainted. Gina was quietly flirting with him, clearly interested in our new friend on a purely physical level. In the mean time, I let my mind wander to our kiss. He hadn’t been as passionate or as skilled as R, but it had been more personal. Maybe it was just because I knew Alberto’s name, but R’s kiss was beautifully urgent and filled with lust, like something out of a movie, but Alberto’s had been phenomenally real, searching for meaning and fulfillment. Like apples and oranges, there was no way for me to say which one I enjoyed more. There was definitely an allure to Alberto’s style that left me longing to explore it further. Read more »

[MF] The simple move that blew my mind, and I wish all women knew…

A few years ago I had a FWB in a town I travelled to regularly. She was a great girl, attractive, fun to be around and go for a drink with, but we knew what our relationship was. We were friends that fucked. The friends part was great, but we both were busy, wanted to have fun, and didn’t want to have to worry about a relationship. It was great.

Our sex was fairly vanilla, which was fine, but every once in a while there would be a little simple moment that would spice it up just a bit. Sometimes that thing could be very simple.

The first time we fucked, we were both a little drunk. We made out on the walk back to her apartment from the bar (only 2 blocks away because we knew the real reason we were going for a drink…), made out in the elevator, then when we got to her apartment she lit some candles, turned on some sexy music and turned it way up, then came back to me and we started to undress each other. Read more »

Blowjob on the Bus [oral; CIM; friends; public]

By JK Jones

My bestie Jill was having problems with her car. Like me, she was a broke part-time college student, with a part-time shit job, and no reliable transportation. She moonlighted cleaning houses sometimes, on her days off from school and working as a waitress at the Peppermill near campus. One day she texted and asked if I was busy. It was my day off from my own drudge job as a line chef at that same fine dining establishment, so I told her I wasn’t busy. Turns out she had to go clean a house on the other side of town and was going to need to take a city bus, and would I mind coming along and hanging with her today, since she didn’t want to ride the bus alone. “I’ll totally make it worth your while” she also texted.

Jill is a little hottie, a petite brunette, maybe 5’1” at most, and not over 90 pounds soaking wet. I just adored her legs and ass, and didn’t mind that she was flat chested, because she was so fucking cute, with her flashing blue eyes and little pixie nose and full mouth smile. We were best friends, and of course I had always wanted to be more than that, but she’d had a boyfriend for like forever. So we just flirted a lot at work, and texted back and forth a lot at other times. Read more »

The Vacation – part 3 [MF] [oral] [voyeur]

The day carried on without mentioning the events of the morning. We had breakfast and had our coffee. We then packed the cooler full of beers and headed to the beach.

“It’s going to be a great day. A normal day,” I thought. I begged myself to believe this thought. I had my thick cock down the throat of my best friend’s girlfriend earlier this morning and I enjoyed it. Oh I had enjoyed it. “This won’t be a normal day, will it,” I said to no one.

We got to the beach and I see Ash set her chair and begin to tan. “God, I never realized what great tits she had. Though, I never had to until now.” Ash’s skin bronzed as Jeff and I played some frisbee then took a dip in the ocean to cool off. I came out of the ocean glistening in the summer sun, with my swimsuit suctioned to me, leaving little to the imagination. I walked up to Ash and she lifted her sunglasses like she was a 1950’s movie star and winked. Read more »

SLOPPY SECONDS [mf] [oral] [mast] [creampie] [swallow]

Timing is an incredible thing. Ricky woke up at 8:30am and checked his phone. There was a package outside of his apartment. Not bothering to put on anything other than his funky, colorful boxer briefs, he opened the door to retrieve his package just as a stunning, hungover looking blonde woman in a skimpy dress walked past. He looked up to her. She looked at him and smirked.

“Nice panties,” she said, chuckling.

Ricky looked down at his boxer briefs and then to the hungover girl and smirked.

“Thanks,” he said. “I’ve got a whole collection.”

“Do you?” She asked.

“Mm-hmm,” he said.

Suddenly, he became aroused. The hungover chick glanced down. Her mouth opened slowly. Her eyes grew wide as she watched his erection grow right before her very eyes. She nibble on her bottom lip, not removing eye contact from him until he was rock hard. She pulled her blouse down a little, flashing her small, perky breasts to him. She smiled. He smiled.

“Would you like to see them?” He asked.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Read more »

Mary’s Adventure, Part 4.5 of 6 [FM]

Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e1nckz/marys_adventure_part_1_of_6_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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I blinked a few times, breathing hard. I heard R’s deep, beautiful, kind laughter, and I was suddenly aware that I wasn’t holding the wine glass any more. I looked over at R, who was holding both, smiling a comforting smile. “Are you alright? The wine can sneak up on you if you are not prepared for it.” I just smiled. He was gorgeous, and we were alone. I should have had one foot on the brakes, ready to keep things under control, should the need arise. Fuck the brakes. We both knew what we were doing, why I was here. I half leaned in, half fell forward, either way, I ended up where I wanted to be, pressed against R’s surprisingly firm chest. He chuckled as I rubbed my hands over his torso, from his firm chest to his ribs to his rippling abs, where my hand lingered. I whimpered, involuntarily, recalling Frank’s slightly flabby stomach. I looked up, my hand flat against his stomach. He looked down at me, his smile somewhat faded, but that energy still in his eyes. In that moment, I was very happy we weren’t on a first name basis. With his physique and those eyes, through the drunken haze, if I’d had a name to hold on to, I might have just fallen in love. For now, lust was the ruling impulse as I closed the distance and placed my lips against the lips of a man who was not my husband’s for the first time since well before we had been married. It felt good. So good, I almost wept. It had been so long since I’d been kissed with half the passion R was pouring into our connection. I drunkenly climbed into his lap, straddling him, without breaking our connection. I got a small jolt, remembering that I had not worn panties, feeling the fabric of his pants against my bare pussy was a definite thrill, and when I realized I could feel him hardening beneath me, I began gyrating my hips involuntarily. Read more »

I went out partying with my friends and ended up getting fucked by a stranger for hours [MF] [long]

Sex starts at SEX STARTS HERE

So here’s the setting: me (20F) and my two roommates (20M) went out to the local Christmas market to celebrate that they did well on an exam. We had actually planned on going home again after that but during our third cup of mulled wine a friend of ours asked us if we were gonna come to a club that is very popular amongst students. A little back and forth and we decided to go “for one or two drinks”. I wasn’t actually prepared to go out partying and I also wasn’t dressed like I would. A bit about myself; I’m 160cm with about 70kg. I’ve got European E-cups but a comparatively small waist. That night I was wearing casual mom jeans and a loose T-shirt tucked into the jeans. So not a lot of cleavage, but it flattered my waist. Didn’t stop the guy that later fucked me hard from approaching me. Read more »

Welcome Home. [MF][oral]

*As far as travel days go, this one hasn’t been too bad,* I reflected as I waited for my baggage at the carousel. Nice, short flights, reasonable layovers, no running anywhere. And, at the end of it all, I get to see my wonderful husband. I bit my lip thinking about him. We’ve been apart for three weeks and I simply *could not wait* to pounce on him as soon as we got home.

*Thump thump* went the luggage, down onto the belt, and I spotted mine, snagged it, and headed out into the chilly, slightly damp night to meet my husband. He had parked all the way at the end of the arrivals pickup area, and I grinned broadly when he stepped out of the driver’s side door. *He really is the complete package,* I thought to myself. Tall, handsome, hair that would make a Disney prince green with envy. Manual labor had given him some truly fabulous muscles, especially on his arms, shoulders, and back.

We met near the trunk of the car and kissed, hot passion flaring up in my body. It had been *way* too long. He pulled back and grinned at me mischievously. “Let’s get you home,” he said, with a twinkle in his eye. Read more »