Oral in the morning with me [M] and my girlfriend [F] (Re-upload) TESSA UPDATE: Ashton’s P.O.V ??

Hey guys, Tessa here. I accidentally deleted this off of my account (I’m terrible with the internet) but it was asked to be re-uploaded so here it is ? I’ll post new stuff soon!!

Hi guys, Tessa’s boyfriend here. She (finally) let me read what she’s been writing on here, and after some convincing and persuading we’ve decided to let me write from my perspective about a time we had last week. I realise it won’t be as cute as her but writing, but hopefully it should give some more insight into my girl and allow me to be a bit more crude for you all.

So, let’s begin. This girl you’ve been reading about? She’s perfect. Abso-fucking-perfect. I think we all know that she’s cute as fuck by now, but she is the kindest, most dedicated and smartest person. Period. I don’t have a clue why she’s with me (seeing as every time we go out guys goggle at her and she could be with any one of them) but I count my lucky fucking stars every time that she is. Picture the girl next door, add a thousand piles of innocence and sweetness onto that and then you have my Tessa. A body that could make the pope hard and a face that lights up a room.

[FM] the start

Hello, fellow redditors (is that even a word? Lol)

As I stated in my bio, I had you guys stay tuned. I’m actually a little upset I didn’t know about reddit earlier in my life. To write my experiences when I can’t tell anyone is a bit cathartic. And keep in mind, I just want to share, I don’t necessarily need more people for more stories, I have a few, ha.

So let me give a little background. I had this affair for about 4 months. I met him thru bumble. Granted, I know it was a long shot, and I was nervous meeting anyone from an app, knowing I can get caught. And yes, cheating is frowned upon, I should’ve broken up with my boyfriend, but there’s certain circumstances, regardless, I’m not here for any morality crap, k?

We shall name this gentleman W. Sorry, I can’t enclose names, I just go with the first little of their name or a nickname.

So I swipe right, so does he.
We make an easy going conversation and one morning, before work, I say let’s meet up, and he was like ok.
I’m shocked, become a nervous wreck, get ready for work, and make my way to see him where we agreed to meet.

Valentine’s Hotwife [MFM]

(This is a repost as I didn’t mean to delete)

I learned of this couple when they posted an ad in my neighborhood looking for a F/MF/M. Taking a look at their post history (nearly 40K in upvote history over six months), I nearly forgot to send them a message. I could have scrolled through their photos for hours and been happy. She was gorgeous and (my impressions from her photos) had the perfect curves. Pretty tan (found out later how much they travel), a cute face (from what you could make out; a cute chin at any rate) and absolutely remarkable breasts. One of the things she asked me later was “Are you a tits man or an ass man?” Normally, I’m a tits man. But I don’t have a preference to size or shape. Hers though…my God, they might take the cake. Large (not sure the size, once she tells me I’ll update!), and her nipples were pierced, and in one of the videos they’d posted her husband massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples hard…that was one vid I watched over and over.

[MF][MF] My friend’s curiosity got the best of her.

So years ago I dated a girl named Jessi. She was my first real girlfriend. She was about 5’1”, with light brown hair and an athletic body. Not great tits but a nice ass from playing softball and great athletic legs.

We were basically each other’s first for everything. We had our first kiss together in my friend’s backyard. Hers were the first boobs I got to see and feel up close. She was also the first girl to touch my cock and she was also subsequently the first pussy I ever touched as well.

So we dated for about a year then things fizzled out and we dated other people. A few years later we rekindled and left off right where we had started. Only this time, we had matured a little bit. We were both ready to take the next step in our relationship. We had both given and received oral at this point and had spent much time naked rolling around in beds. Now the time had come to seal the deal. We planned something out. I went to get condoms and I went over to her place.

[MF] My wife once found me a FWB on Craigslist.

Let me preface this story to tell you I’m in an open marriage. This took a few years of work to get to this point. We have an amazing marriage and sex life, but sometimes we like to have a little fun to spice things up at home.

So now with the story….

One afternoon my wife sent me a text asking for permission to post an ad on the personal section of CL. Basically trying to find me a partner after my previous “friend” moved out of town. I said sure and she threw it out there. At first she didn’t have much luck as she has a little kink that many don’t understand or feel it’s an iffy situation. Basically she likes to set these situations up with not knowing who the woman looks like or any other details. Then she imagines that I’m cheating on her. Sometimes the woman will email her and degrade her, and that’s what happens in this story. She fantasizes about it and it really makes for some outstanding sex.

So about last night [MF][Crossdressing][Pegging]

There is a weird and somewhat surreal thought exercise I like to engage in while sitting here in front of my company issued perfectly adequate yet utterly uninteresting laptop, over-hearing our office manager complaining again about people not refilling what I consider the world’s most inoffensively generic pot of mediocre coffee. I wonder ‘Am I the only kinky bastard in this room right now?’.

The high strung office manager with her ‘I want to talk to your manager’ haircut, has she ever been on the business end of a flogger? Jim in accounting, does he have some kind of smoking hot wife at home whom he just utterly dominates when he gets home, swapping his blue short sleeve button up shirt for a supple leather vest and single tail whip? My boss Kathy, with her exhausted eyes and comfortable but cheap shoes, does she have some titillating memories of the heady days of carefree left coast college explorative sex adventures?

Chapter 1: A Free Use Society Takes Power in America. Meet Ashlee

A dark revolution happened in 2020. You don’t need to know all the details, but many powerful men fed up with feminism somehow won control in America. They enacted the Female Role Act that stripped women of the rights over their bodies.

I will introduce you to Ashlee. At the beginning of this story, she is 18 at the time these new laws passed.

First you need to know what the new laws and world order looked like:

*All women 20+ are rated Class A, B or C based on their attractiveness

–> Class As: top tier women, beautiful, skinny, C cup minimum with round asses

–> Class B: average or minimally flawed women, decent looking but lack assets for A rating. Class B was still a good rating, for example – perky cute little tits could earn this rating.

–> Class C: below average women, anyone overweight of course, and any woman deemed less fuckable

*Women 20+ could be used for the sexual pleasure at anytime, of any man certified for the class.

Chapter 1: A Free Use Society Takes Power in America. Meet Ashlee

(*Lengthy but worth it for the right, naughty reader. Also, see FANTASY ONLY disclaimer at bottom)

A dark revolution happened in 2020. You don’t need to know all the details, but many powerful men fed up with feminism somehow won control in America. They enacted the Female Role Act that stripped women of the rights over their bodies.

I will introduce you to Ashlee. At the beginning of this story, she is 18 at the time these new laws passed.

First you need to know what the new laws and world order looked like:

*All women 20+ are rated Class A, B or C based on their attractiveness

–> Class As: top tier women, beautiful, skinny, C cup minimum with round asses

–> Class B: average or minimally flawed women, decent looking but lack assets for A rating. Class B was still a good rating, for example – perky cute little tits could earn this rating.

–> Class C: below average women, anyone overweight of course, and any woman deemed less fuckable

*Women 20+ could be used for the sexual pleasure at anytime, of any man certified for the class.

[MF] My first drunk college hookup

This is my first time writing something like this, so try to bare with me. I’m currently a freshman at a big state school. While I’ve certainly already had my fair share of fun college nights, none compared to last Saturday. My roommate and one of my other good friends were going on a sorority formal, and they said their dates’ friends needed someone to go with. I had never met the girl, but what the hell it would be more fun then staying in while my friends were all getting fucked up. I agreed to go with her, let’s call her Allie, and shortly after got a follow request from her on instagram. The first thing I noticed were her huge tits. She was definitely a little chubby, but had curves in all the right places and a cute face. Plus I’ve always had a bit of a thing for bigger girls. To say the least, I was excited to go with her.

First Titfuck [str8] [MF] [fdom] [oral]

Hey guys, before you get to reading my story I’d like to first say that I’m new to the world of writing erotica. This story is very much unfinished, but I just wanted to see if people enjoyed my writing style first. Any critiques are welcome!

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My husband always asks if he can “try something else”. I actually never knew what he meant, since I was raised Puritan. It was even difficult for me to get wet the first few times we had sex out of sheer guilt. I’ve grown past that, of course, and we have a pretty healthy sex life.

I’m pretty vanilla, I guess, when it comes to pleasing my husband. I’m not very good at blow-jobs or anything like that. I enjoy consensual sex in the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation, I guess I’m a freak like that.

But, it’s my 45th birthday. The kids have long moved out, our sex life is stagnant (at best), and I’m starting to feel that empty nest sex drive kick into high gear. As a surprise for him, and with nothing but hormones to blame, I decided to get breast implants for HIS birthday. I am an admirable C cup, but, after having a few kids, gravity has taken a toll.