I finger a dancer under her plastic hot pants at the cast party. [FM]

Every Spring the local college in my town would have a dance showcase where students in the dance classes could show off their skills in choreography, music editing and of course dance itself.

Being one of the nerdy kids who could actually talk and usually not make people too uncomfortable, I was at the top of the list of folks they asked for tech help. For several years in a row, I was in charge of running the tech for the show – music, lighting, even occasional disembodied announcements from the control booth. In the weeks leading up to the show, I worked with each of the choreographers to dial in exactly how we would present their piece once the actual shows began.

Most of the dancers were from a totally different social milieu than me. I wouldn’t say the dancers were a popular or revered crowd – in fact, they tended to be introverted and kind of reserved (but super fit!) girls, along with the few queer guys who were out in my town at the time.

Soak Session [>18][M/F][soaking]

Colin and Tara are in Colin’s apartment, playing a video game. They are coworkers, and very, very close friends.

Tara: I’m enjoying this, don’t get me wrong, but how is it possible? Where’s what’s her name?

Colin: Her name’s Bonnie, and I know that you know that, I don’t know where she is, probably at home, she’s pissed at me.

Tara: (very sarcastic) Uh oh, what did you do?

Colin: (actually annoyed) I didn’t do anything, it’s her fucking fault, and she can stay pissed until she figures that out.

Tara: (now serious) Oh, sorry, you are actually upset.  What happened?

Colin: Nothing, nevermind, it’s not important. I really don’t want to talk about it. 

Tara: When someone doesn’t want to talk about something, they don’t say ‘I don’t want to talk about it,’ they just keep their fucking mouth shut. Now, (jokingly) what’d you do?

Colin: Fine, but as soon as you start laughing, I’m done.

Tara: (holding back laughter) What makes you think I’m going to laugh? Sorry, I promise, tell me?

Colin: Ok. (long, dramatic pause) So, we were having a soak session, and I almost came in her. I pulled out in time, but I still got it all over her dress.

I told [M]y g[F] that I wanted to try anal… with her strap on.

So yeah, if you’ve read my first story.. you’ll know that I’m bicurious. My gf and I have started watching more and more bi MMF porn and have added sex toys to our sex life. It’s amazing!

So yeah, she’s given me a rim job before, and it feels great. But I wanted to feel more. So I told her I wanted to peg me-confidently. I wanted her to bend me over, eat me out and clap my ass. I wanted to feel everything. We went to the store, bought a strap on, but the one we bought was pretty small. No big deal.

It was great bc she bought lingerie and the strap on set. So she looked hot with a dildo attached to her. Like a good freaky bicurious guy does, ofcourse I sucked on her titties and worked my way down to my knees to give the meanest and sloppiest blowjob I could. Next, she bent me over and dropped my boxer briefs. Spread my cheeks and start to spit and eat my ass.. aaahhh love it!

I opened up to my g[F] about [M]y penis curiosity

Recently, my gf and I have jumped on a new adventure of watching porn before we have sex. It’s been amazing. For a while, I’ve enjoyed blowjob scenes & scenes when the guys dick hangs, my favorite. I began exploring bi mmf category and I LOVE IT!

One day, I told my gf that I wanted to watch a new video.. ofcourse it was gonna be a bi MMF porn. Prior to this, I’ve never really mentioned that I was bicurious or anything. I just told her, “hey I wanna try everything from this video.” And ofcourse there’s 2 guys blowing each other while the girl watches. Point being, I told my gf that I wanna try cock. Thankfully, she was so turned on about the idea of it.

Now, all we watch is bi MMF porn, and I love it! We’ve recently embarked on a journey of incorporating dildos into our sex life, and all my curiosity of sucking another dick is coming to life. I love every second of it. Especially that my gf likes watching me suck on the dildo infront of her. We make out while sucking the dildo, take turns. I love it. Hopefully we get to try the real thing soon. More stories coming soon

The Wrong Threesome [MFM]

I’d been with my girlfriend, Anne, since the sixth grade and I’d known that she was bisexual almost as long. We wanted to be an extremely open and kinky couple but we were only that way with each other. Outwardly we were very reserved.

We told ourselves that things would change when we went away to college, but they didn’t. And it was frustrating. Anne had a roommate that can safely be described as insane. She was older than we were and smoked an amazing amount of pot. She was also very open about sex. Almost obnoxiously so. She would leave her sex toys out in the main room, or leave porn playing on the TV even after she’d left. Anne was quietly determined to fuck her before graduation.

We had a party at the house one weekend. A ridiculous rager where we bought a keg, then sold drinks to anyone wanted to drop by until we made enough to buy another keg. The house was trashed, it was amazing. We partied, fell asleep, woke up and partied some more. Ultimately we ended up in Anne’s bedroom. The two of us, Jim, a friend we’d both known since elementary school, and the roommate. Both Jim and Anne were flirting with the roommate. But badly, neither was good at it. Sort of randomly, the roommate got up and wandered out.

You should have followed the rules. [part1] [M32/F30] [D/S] [bondage] [rough play] [oral] [degration]

She laid on her back waiting… anticipating… the room wasn’t to cold but it was cool enough to cause a shiver to run down her spine and she could feel her nipples harden against the air. She pulled lightly at her restraints testing them. She tried to peak under the blindfold but it was useless. There was nothing but the dark. Her ears strained to listen for any sounds that could tell her where he was in the room. Nothing. But she knew he was there watching her. The idea caused another chill to run through her body. Goosebumps filled her arms and the skin around her nipples tightened even more. She was exposed. Her wrists were restrained to wooden bed posts above her head and her ankles were restrained at the foot of the bed with her legs spread open. Revealing her freshly shaved cunt. She thought back to earlier that morning when she laid in bed watching him sleep. Lightly touching his skin the way he liked. She had seen his morning wood and couldn’t help herself. Her hands ever so carefully slid to his cock and she touched it lightly. He arched his back slightly and let out a small noise of pleasure. She moved her head off of his chest and down to his cock. She put her lips against the tip and again he arched his back. She knew she should wait. That she had to ask permission before playing with his cock but surely he wanted it right? She couldn’t wait took his cock in her mouth. Her pussy grew wet immediately and she slowly went up and down with her mouth pushing it a little deeper each time. When it reached the back of her throat she felt two hands grab her hair and shove her down even further. She pushed back against them unable to breath but he pushed harder and thrust his cock deeper down her throat.

[M]y girl[f]riend and my jerk off bud. Part 3: Girl gone wild

I want to take a moment to elaborate on Kirsten. For starters, everyone always told her she looked exactly like the “whipped cream bikini girl” from the movie Varsity Blues, so update the spank bank with that info. Second, don’t think for a minute this is story about an innocent Midwestern small town girl being turned out by two horny bros.

Kirsten was a classic “Girls Gone Wild” situation. Dumped by her long distance boyfriend two weeks into freshman year, she took the adage “get under someone to get over someone” to heart, and found out she was a big fan of keeping things casual. By the time she completed her sophomore year, she’d fucked “around 20” guys and made out with and given head to “a lot” of others.

How did I manage to keep this insanely hot nympho to myself for 6 month, I’ll never know. I guess I made her laugh. And in spite of all my gooning about Brandon’s god-cock, I’m not exactly small, and was in great shape with tons of stamina. I was intoxicated by her immediately, and we fucked constantly from the first night we met. Within two weeks we were “exclusive” and it was no condoms, non stop blowjobs, and occasional anal. She fucking owned my ass – I was beyond whipped.

In the Office With My Older Boss: Pt. 2 [M21/F39] [College Student] [Older Woman] [Slow Burn] [Passionate]

[This is a follow up to my previous story. I tried to write this so you can enjoy it without the context, but if you’re interested you can find my other story here: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/xmzmtt/late_in_the_office_with_my_older_boss_m21f39/

I hope you enjoy.]

My eyes kept tracing the outline of cracks along the ceiling. My alarm would be ringing in a few minutes, but I’m already wide awake.

I barely slept last night.

My head pounded from the two bottles of wine my boss and I polished off in her office. I had made the drunken walk back to my dorm while my boss called a cab to head home. I would have offered her to crash at my place, but I had a feeling sleeping in a dorm room after the age of 30 is not appealing to some people.

I roll over. There was no way I was getting back to sleep. The images of yesterday still played in my mind. Thoughts of going down on my boss in her office late at night. Images of her reciprocating with her own oral skills. Like a movie replaying over and over.

[F] My Road to Confidence

I’m a 38 year old wife, mother of three, living in middle-America. A real woman. I could be your neighbor. You’d never know, which is kind of the point. We have no clue what happens behind closed doors, up and down our street. I had a fairly popular (NoFans) Reddit account, where my husband and I shared the hot moments and sexy pics, but when you focus on the lifestyle and kink, you don’t get the full picture.

These are my stories.

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**My Road to Confidence**

I’ve always considered myself pretty average. I never felt like guys looked my way but I have always been petite, large busted, with long blonde hair and dark olive skin. I know with that description how silly it sounds to say I had no confidence, but after a few kids, I didn’t feel desirable. I know this is how many moms feel.

And yes, my husband said I was hot, but all husbands say that to the only readily available pussy in their life, right? I know that’s not exactly true, nor is it remotely fair to husbands, but I can’t help but think that’s one of the tough realities to marriage, and long term monogamy. True or not, the praises and admiration just don’t carry the same weight, if any, from a long-term partner.

FINALLY got a Tantra Massage [FM]

FINALLY got a Tantra Massage [FM]

My dream kink finally became a reality last month and this is easily going to become something I will go back to over and over. I keep re-living it and even just now as I start to tell the story, I am getting so aroused. Let me explain.

For many years now I have had the fantasy, the urge, to have my very own Tantric massage. I have developed this fetish/fantasy over time, and it has become something that I routinely find myself getting off to when I look for porn to watch.

Perhaps the porn motivated it over time, and vice versa, with channels like “Massage Rooms” becoming so popular. And slow, edging videos like the classic Klixen vids. That kind of long, slow, almost torturous edging process until you’re allowed to release everything you’ve been building up… it’s such an exciting turn on for me.

So I’ve known for a long time that I wanted a professional Tantric massage because after some research, I found out that it is exactly what I’m looking for sexually: a slow, determined, relaxing, meditative edging massage. Tantra just hit all the buzzwords. But I was nervous, and it ain’t cheap.