My Date Night finish [M34/F33] [Married] [Oral] [Huge Load]

I held her fingertips as we walked through the bedroom door – her black leather heels clicking against the floor as we returned from dinner. It was our first date in months.

She wore her tight yellow skirt, and curled her blonde hair…like I asked. The heels were her idea – something unexpected – but welcomed.

We made it into the room, and I grabbed her hand – fingers laced together – and pushed her gently into the wall. My weight sunk into her as my lips kissed her neck. Slowly, up and down. Up…and down. Her breathing turned into soft whimpers and moans as I kissed her slowly – putting my hands on her tight ass.

My cock was pressing against her thigh.

“I want it”, she whispered into my ear.

“I’m sure you do – my little slut.”

“Shut up”, she said playfully.

But it was too late for her. My plans were made up.

My hands slid up her skirt and onto her cheeks as they popped out from under her pink, lacy panties.

Oral before Lunch

Rewind eight years, I (22/F – at the time) had gotten my first solo apartment. It had a nice big living room with a backdoor to the porch. It felt like a quiet nature setting, but it was really after a busy highway, just north of the state line. After six months of tip towing around my last roommate, I could finally have sex as often as I wanted. My sex drive was out of control. It was all I thought about when I woke up, was at work, and as soon as I was home I had my toys in me until I passed out.

Often times, I was at work messaging people on Kik. One gentleman (38+?/m) in particular lapped up my sexual appetite and craving for risky sex. We discussed a myriad of fantasies. He didn’t want to keep a relationship just a fantasy. He needed to taste me.

A rare morning when I was working from home, he told me he was going to come over. I politely declined, but he was already driving up from the city. He knew I lived north of the border and told me I needed to tell him which exit to take. I panicked. The needs of my body took over. Exit 1.

Tales from a blowjob lover – intro

I absolutely love reading stories here and am beginning my own series, sharing details of some of the most memorable blowjob experiences I’ve had and continue to with my past and current partner.

My sexual journey began when I turned 18 with my then college gf. I was very inexperienced and she knew a lot more than me. She introduced me to PiV and oral and was all about pleasing me. While in hindsight her bj skills were decent and she never swallowed, except once but sure to make up for it with her enthusiasm.

After that I dated a couple of girls who were very shy and not much into giving oral. This went on a few yrs till I turned 26 and met the woman of my dreams, we’ll almost. She was an older woman and what started as a fling became a 2 yr relationship, mainly because she was all about spoiling me in bed. She even said that after first few dates that if we stayed together I will be spoiled like never before and she sure did. Bj’s every time we met. Swallowed each and every time, gavee me long drawn bj’s even upto an hour long and laterally let me have my way, anytime I wanted. She spoiled me to the point that my next 2 relationships couldn’t last more than a few months cos I missed the sex so much.

Morning Hike [M24/F24] [outdoor, oral, sex]

It was a beautiful morning for a hike. The sun was just starting to climb in the sky.  The morning sunshine illuminated your alabaster back and shoulders, and intermittently making your dress translucent, clearly silhouetting the curves of your body.  I followed you up the trail, hypnotized by the movement of your hips.
You sat down on log, and complained about your ankle hurting.  I knelt down on the ground in front of you and lifted   your foot up onto my leg, gently feeling your ankle. You let your knee come up, then fall open, and wether your were aware or not, giving me an unobstructed view under your dress.  From this vantage point, I was able to see that at some point your had slipped off your panties, and giving a clear view of your soft labia.   I slowly caressed your calves and slid my hand up your thigh. I stopped short of sliding my hand under your dress.  You stood up, and resumed hiking up the trail.
Rounding the last bend of the trail, a breath taking water fall came into view.  You turned around and smiling, slid the straps off your shoulders and let your dress fall to the ground, giving me several moments to feast on your beautiful naked body with my eyes.  Slowly you turned around, and waded in to the water. My eyes being drawn up your body, studying the curves of your thighs, ass, hips, waist, and back as you slowly sunk into the water.
I looked around, and pulled off my shirt, and unzipping my pants, realized how excited I had become.  You moved back toward me through the water and slid your had up my inner thigh and wrapping your fingers around my testicles, gently pulled me toward you. You looked up at me and smiled as you licked the tip of my penis. Then slowly with your tongue, licking up and down the sides until I was completely erect. You closed your lips around the head, massaged the underside with your tongue as you took me all the way into your mouth. As I neared orgasm, you pulled me out of your mouth and squeezed the shaft, and as you stand and whisper into my ear, “not yet.”
You lead me over to the grass and pull me down with you, pulling me on top of you and into your embrace as we lower to the ground. We kiss passionately, as you wrap your legs around mine, spreading your thighs, allowing me to rub up against you.  I can feel your warmth and wetness, as you move your hips to allow me to slide gently inside. As you feel the tip start to spread your labia open you put your hands on my ass, and your legs around my thighs and pull me as deep as you can. You kisses becoming more passionate, as it seems to not be deep enough to satisfy you. And you hold me tight, savoring the feeling of deep penetration, not letting my hips move.
You released you legs from around me and spread your thighs wide, using you hands on my hips to guide the speed and depth that are most pleasurable to you. Switching between,  allowing the tip just inside the opening, to long, slow, deep thrusts, to holding me in place while you quickly lift your hips into mine. Still not quite satisfied you rolled us over, with me lying on my back and your hands on my chest you were free to control the speed, depth, and angle of my penis inside you until your were completely satisfied. You collapsed onto my chest. Kissing my neck. Not pulling off, until the waves of your orgasm have long stoped flowing and your breathing relaxed with our continued embrace.

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The Sister, Part Twelve [M19/F18] [Cheating] [Erotic Couplings]

**PART TWELVE**

“I want to fuck my girlfriend’s little sister.”

The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them, echoing her phrase as an answer to the question. I was just saying what I had to; although such justification didn’t really work that well when the statement was undeniably true. It had just been a lot easier when my reluctant lust had temporarily buried the important details along the way.

“Good boy,” Natalie purred. Right away, her idle touching below turned into a more active grip. A few pointed tugs put me dangerously on edge, since I was already hard simply from her hand’s presence down there. If I was the one handling myself, I could be a little more deliberate about the pacing. But this was the work of the eighteen year old temptress, and she was about to ruin what was supposed to be reserved for her tight, young body. “Forget about Jessica. I’m a better fuck; trust me.”

She knew exactly what she was doing. If her touches alone weren’t enough, the mental image of screwing her added fuel to the flames as well. “Natalie-” I started. Fuck, I was NOT about to get off to a fucking hand job after all this.

Turning the Babysitter Into a Good Girl, Chapter 6 [slow burn] [18 year old] [virgin] [good girl] [sexy dad] [coming of age] [teen romance] [age gap] [Dom sub] [long story]

Thank you for patiently awaiting this next installment! I didn’t lie when I tagged this story “slow burn”… but stay with me. Our sweet babysitter is going to be having some very new experiences in the next chapter.

If you aren’t familiar with this story, [start from Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ysv1bw/turning_the_babysitter_into_a_good_girl_chapter_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) for maximum enjoyment 😊

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#CHAPTER 6

*Babysitter*

*Dad babysitter*

*Fucking babysitter*

*Dad babysitter fuck*

I never watch porn, but tonight as soon as I’m in bed and know I’ll not be disturbed, I fire up incognito mode on my phone’s browser and go to Pornhub. All of my searches turn up videos with unnatural, scripted scenes, the “babysitter” always clearly a seasoned porn actress with crotch tattoos and fake snow globe-shaped boobs.

*Good girl*

That search brings up more of a variety. I scroll through the thumbnails, looking for a visual version of my fantasy, but nothing captures my interest. *None of the men remind me of him.* Four search pages in, I decide to give up, and set my phone down on the nightstand.

My double Eskimo sister [FM]

So this was a first for me.

There is exactly one thing in this world I love more than sex, and that’s reading. I think I average about 70 books a year.

*This is indeed a humble brag, and not a very humble one at that. I like that I read. I think it’s one of the more wholesome and interesting parts of my personality.*

Like a true bisexual, I’ve never settled on a specific genre. I read everything.

*Idk, maybe I just haven’t found the RIGHT sci-fi book to turn me on to that genre forever.*

I’ve never really met anyone who has the exact reading taste I do because I love all genres… Until recently anyway.

So, I’m still friends with a dude I fucked way back in the day. For clarity sake, I’m going to name him Abe. There was never much between us except a mutual attraction, but we do have a genuine affection for each other and a wholesome friendship.

My dominant turned me into an art project [F 22] [Gangbang, Oral, CNC]

Hello, I’m sapphire, and a few days ago, my dominant and I had an adventure I believe must be shared.

Recently my dom has been addicted to art and creating scenes from virtually nothing. Well, being his property, it was only sensible that eventually, he asked me if I’d like to be one of his projects. At first, I didn’t think much of it because he only drew roses with thorns wrapped around them. Though edgy, I thought there could be no harm in saying yes, not that I had a choice.

After our conversation, he immediately began making phone calls and fixing the house. It was like a cleaning frenzy. He was blasting around the place, making it look perfect, so naturally, I expected guests. Maybe he’d forgotten about the art thing and was about to hang out with friends.

Pleasure Island – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.18[f/m/m][oral][spit roast][masturbation][20s-30s]

18.

Sitting on a bench not far away, Jennifer and Marcus were getting quite the show, but he was still unsure whether or not to stay.

Watching Tess suck Will’s enormous cock was making Jennifer eager for some herself, and she glanced sideways at Marcus. She felt tingly between her legs and desperately wanted to scratch that itch, but she restrained herself. Jennifer had done a lot of freaky things, but masturbating next to Marcus was pushing it.

Outwardly, Marcus still seemed upset, but the bulge Jennifer was staring at, told a whole different story.

When Tess stood, her pale white ass clearly visible under her short skirt, Jennifer nudged Marcus.

“There you go, now is your chance.”

“What do you mean?”

“Wow, men can be so dense sometimes!” Jennifer said. “Can’t you see she stood up to show you her amazing ass, practically begging you to go over there.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Just trust me on this will you?”

“Okay, thanks,” Marcus said.

Tess sensed his presence, even before he touched her, and when he did, she felt that spark again.

Pleasure Island – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.17 [f/m][20s-30s][oral]

17.

Tess and Jennifer strolled around the party speaking with people here and there, but none compared to their new Korean friends.

Making their way to the pool, they found it was nearly vacant, with only a few people swimming naked in the warm water.

There wasn’t anything overly interesting happening there, but just before they moved on, Jennifer spotted Will on the far side and waved to him.

“Who is that he’s with?” she asked. “He’s cute.”

“That’s Marcus,” Tess replied. “Come on, I’ll introduce you.”

After meeting him, Jennifer clearly understood why Tess had been so eager to track this man down. He was hot, and in an instant, she knew he was going to be the one. The one to bend her over and take her ass.
*’Tess would share, wouldn’t she?’* Jennifer thought with a sly slime.

After some small talk, Tess said, “Could you two excuse us for a minute? I have to speak with Will about something.”

“Uh, yeah,” said Jennifer, “Sure,” said Marcus.

Tess and Will moved off a ways, near one of the canopied day beds, that littered the pool deck.

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