The time [m]y [f]riend asked me for a favor

This takes place a year ago, but I met Lisa about a year before that. I was dating another woman at the time and we posted on reddit looking for another woman to join us in the bedroom. Lisa (not her real name)responded to our ad and expressed an extreme interest in exploring her bi side. We traded pictures, talked about bedroom stuff, yadda yadda… but by the time the day of our date rolled around, she had to cancel because she had just started seeing someone. So I was bummed, but no big deal. We kept in touch and I sent her sfw snaps occasionally.

Several months later, we reconnected, and eventually did see her in the context of a threesome, but that’s a story for another time. After said threesome, she decided that women weren’t really for her, so again, no biggie, We stayed in touch and I even went rock climbing a few times with her. It was apparent, however, that there was still chemistry between us. And at the time, my partner and I were in an open relationship, so while I wasn’t sure what Lisa wanted exactly, I was definitely open to something sexual.

Conference Adventures – Part 1 – Wednesday Evening [MF]

I have written a few times about my Internet Dream Girl. She’s a sexy BBW I met here on Reddit, and we have had a lot of fun together. (Check my history to see.) We aren’t fashion models or porn stars, but we enjoy our time together and she likes to know that others are reading about what we have done.

We don’t get to see each other very often, so when she was able to fly to the city where I was attending a conference, I bought her a ticket immediately. We both arrived in St. Louis on Wednesday afternoon, caught a rideshare to the hotel, and checked in. It was relatively decent in public – a big hug and kiss when we met in the terminal. Holding hands in the car. Longing looks while waiting to check in. But as soon as the elevator doors closed, I was on top of her. My hands in her hair, my tongue in her mouth, her arms around my back. Thankfully no one joined us on the ride to the 13th floor. And thankfully, the room was just a short walk down the hallway once the doors opened.

[mff] Our friend brought her strapless dildo and bluetooth vibrator over for some fun…

After [our first meeting with Ellie](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aknmob/mff_the_first_time_my_partner_and_i_got_to_dp/) it took a while for our schedules to align once again, but once they did, we had a wonderful second date. To remind you all, Diana is around 5’4 and stacked (like, bad at tetris stacked) with dark brown hair, big hazel eyes, and pierced nipples. I’m 5’10, with a beard, short dark brown hair, a bunch of tattoos, and a body built by rock climbing and yoga. Ellie is 5’11 (dem legs tho) with freshly dyed orange/red hair, and piercing blue eyes.

Diana got a pair of stockings for me and wore them out under a black dress, so I was already primed for a good night. After getting to the bar, we saw that although Ellie had come from work, she was not quite in work-appropriate clothing. She had on a lacy top that hardly covered the lingerie she was wearing underneath, although she did have a scarf/shawl thing to keep from being totally indecent. After a couple rounds and appetizers, we went back to Diana’s and opened a few more beers in her room.

4-Handed Massage for Her [F/M] [massage] [fingering] [oral] [anal]

^(Note: This story was published earlier this year under the title “Five Alive Plus” on) *^(Literotica)* ^(under my alt, POVscribe.)

It’s been nearly 2 months since my #fivealive full-release massage. When a friend told me about the midtown spa that offered backdoor ladies’ massage services, I didn’t anticipate that meant my backdoor. What I got was a fantastic massage with all kinds of special treatment.

When I left that day, I was so sure I was going to book regular “treatments,” but as life would have it, there were many changes at work and I found myself traveling a lot. On my many trips, when I had a minute, I would idly Google the typical terms—”happy ending,” “ladies’ massage,” etc.—but nothing would come up that seemed to match the experience I had: a hot, hung masseur who not only gave me a fantastic legit massage but also a rimming within an inch of my life, pumped my mouth full of warm cum, and gave me a teeth-gritting orgasm with his tongue in my pussy and his fingers in my ass, while working my clit with a strong vibe. Worth every penny.

[MF] My pathetic ex – Long

First-time post here, let me know what you think.. There’s a bit of background that I want to mention, so if you aren’t into that, skip to the *** for the sexy times.

For the majority of my college career, I was in a long-distance relationship with my high school girlfriend. I went to an out-of-state university, and she went to a local college. We had been together since our sophomore year of high school, so we had all of the dances, all of the late night phone calls, and a lot of emotional development with each other. We were together for about five years, and for the first four of them, she didn’t want to have sex. Her mother and her half sister both had kids before they were 18, and my ex did not want to be the third girl in the family to have that happen. so for the first four years, I just got gud at fingering and giving oral (which served me wonderfully when we broke up). She was not the best at oral due to my being a bit girthier, but it was not the end of the world because I was ‘in love’. At that time, it was enough for me. We finally started having sex around our four year mark, and man, it was good. We were each other’s first, and the first time was awkward and cute and loving and fun as it should be. But practice made perfect, and she was perfect. I remember one time she was rolling her hips in time with mine as I slammed in and out of her and it was so good that I just started to cum without any warning. I ha pretty good orgasm control even then, but that one time I didn’t. I had to pinch off the rest and pull out. I didn’t tell her I came a bit in her and we dodged that bullet. Thank God for modern medicine.

School’s Out! Part 2 of 2 [F/M] [older man younger woman] [oral] [PiV] [anal]

^(Note: This story was published earlier this year on) *^(Literotica)* ^(under my alt, POVscribe.)

[Link to Part 1 in Comments.]

I pull off her lips and turn her around so I can fondle her tits more freely and enjoy the feeling of her ass framing my cock. My God, I feel mentally undone. Ashleigh truly is every man’s fantasy come true. She draws up her tank top to just above her bra. True to my earlier mental assessment, her tits do look to fill a D cup, but the flesh is almost spilling over the bra cups. Oh, my fucking God. I’m really an ass man, but right now I want to munch on those tits.

I reach up to undo the front clasp of her bra, and her wonderful breasts spring free. I fill each hand with a buoyant breast and rub my thumbs over the tiny pebbly nipples. My face is buried in her neck as she knocks her head back, lips parted, hips grinding into my crotch. The visual is every pin-up cliché you’ve ever wanked off to, except it’s really happening to me at this moment in time.

Oral sex competition with strippers [MFF]

This is a part three to my experiences with ‘Kate’ and ‘Sara’. The three of us were having a group chat, when the topic of who gives better head: Men or Women. As expected I said men and they said women.

So I said let’s make a bet. I can get them to an orgasm faster than they can for me. They both agreed and Kate said if they won then this would be their prize:

In a few months, the club they worked at would have a special night when guest male strippers would entertain a male audience. Basically, they would put a collar around neck, in nothing but tight leather shorts, and walk me around the stage like a puppy.

The thought horrified me. Sara even joked that she would invite people from the classes we shared. I’m immediately regretting challenging them. So after some thinking I came up with what I wanted:

They were starting to get jealous of me when I talked to other girls, like we were in a three-way relationship. So instead I wanted them to be my “wingwomen”, and basically help me get more women like them. They disagreed at first, but I managed to convince them…after hours.

The Best [M]an has some [F]un

This happened at my brother’s wedding some years ago.

He was getting married to his gf from school days – they’ve been together for about 12 years by then. I was in the process of getting divorced from the cheating bastard I married shortly after graduation. Not feeling in the greatest space and having little faith or interest in the institution of marriage I decided to go to the ceremony on my own, to my family’s disgust.

I couldn’t make it to the bachelorette party and wasn’t involved in the planning of the wedding at all, so I had no idea who would be the MoH or Best Man.

Room 832 – Part 6 [M/F] [Oral] [PIV] [Inadvertent Orgasm Denial/Edging?]

[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d7lhbz/room_832_part_5_this_one_is_on_the_longer_side/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
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“Wake up Kisunya….”

When I do wake up, I swore it was a dream. I open my eyes and it is dark outside. I have no idea what time it is but, I am acutely aware of your hand between my thighs and the other rolling my nipple between your fingers. You’re gently kissing my neck and have your cock pressed up against my ass.

I moan softly and move back against you, “I am awake.” I barely manage to get the words out as I am still so sleepy. My pussy still aches with the sex we have had in the last day together, but my arousal in your presence knows no bounds. You start pulling the satin shorts down over my ass and I groan. “Like this? I want your cock in my mouth.”

“I can’t argue with that,” you take your hands off of my shorts, but I finish taking them off and turn to face you. I rub your cock through your boxers and together we take them off.