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[F]ucked [M]y petite wife’s brains out last night.

Hey All,

I can't stop thinking about the amazing sex I had last night with my wife. We are both mid-thirties, and have been married for 8 years. I decided to get a baby sitter and make reservations at a nice Steakhouse nearby. While playing with our kids outside, I texted her (she was getting ready inside) and told her to wear a little black dress and heels, red lipstick, and sexy eye makeup. I told her I would give the kids their baths and feed them while she got all dolled up.

She is not a particularly sexual person, so I didn't know whether she would follow my directions. To my surprise, she did. She had sexy heels, a mini dress and sexy makeup on when she came downstairs.

We went to dinner and had great food and lots of drinks. We laughed and talked for a couple of hours. Read more »

For My cake day I present you with a poem I wrote for my GF while I was away for work. I think Edgar Allen Poe would approve. [MF]

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of erotic lore—

While I sat there, gently fapping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my hotel door—

"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my hotel door—

 Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember, it was just before September;

And the shadow of my member wrought its ghost upon the floor.

Eagerly I wished the morrow;—so my veiny shaft could borrow

From my porn's surcease of sorrow—sorrow for my lost Amore—

For the rare and radiant maiden whom I call, my Amore—

 Nameless here for evermore.

And the silky, smooth, and certain, rhythm of my jerkin'

Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic pleasures never felt before;

So that now, to still the beating, of my meat I stood repeating,

"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my hotel door—

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my hotel door;—

 This it is and nothing more."

Quickly I was nude no longer; but my erection still grew stronger, Read more »

Drink Unattended – First go at this. Feedback appreciated. BDSM story.

Author notes: I've been wanting to try my hand at writing for awhile now The only thing that really holds my attention however is porn so I figured, why not give erotica a shot. I've been working on this three nights now. I'm dyslexic so it's difficult to catch misspellings and other mistakes at times. Apologies in advance. Thanks for reading. Hope you get a good fap out of this. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Thanks!

Edit: Correct some mistakes and made some changes.

*DRINK UNATTENDED

Chapter One

Wake up, wake up, wake up…

Penny’s dream faded as she drift back into consciousness. Her head was pounding. Her body, tender and sore. She lie there, piecing together memories of the night before. It was hopeless. Blackouts were common. Her drinking the cause. She had a problem. She needed help. I’ll start tomorrow, she’d tell herself.

The moment of clarity between now and the next drink was always the worst. She ached with shame and embarrassment. She groaned aloud, wallowing in self-pity. Where did she go? What did she do? How did she get home?

How did I get home, she thought? Read more »

My Best Freind’s Mom is a MILF [Str8, mF, anal, oral]

It had only been a few days since Janet and Mrs. Skye had initiated my experience with Jon’s mom. I had seen him twice since and he didn’t seem to have a clue. It was a little weird chilling with him after what I did with his mom, but it was totally fucking worth it. Sitting in bed that night a few days later, I made the decision to try to get with Emily again. I knew Jon and his dad were going out of town for a few days to see the local baseball team play a couple of road games, so I figured that would be my best opportunity. John knew what I had been doing with Janet and Mrs. Skye, but he’d probably flip a shit if he found out I boned his mom.

The next morning, I went over to Jon’s house, like I did pretty frequently when I wasn’t in school. We started playing videogames and his mom was downstairs doing laundry. We got hungry, so we decided to go into the kitchen for some chips. Read more »

First Experiences [mt, trans, oral]

I always knew I was different.

I don’t mean that in the way people always do. Everyone was unique in some fashion. I just always knew that I never fit in. That something inside of me was off. That as I developed, I was unhappy with the changes that were occurring, because it was taking me away from what I wish I was. I thought it was just a phase, but as the years passed, I just got more depressed. Other boys were rough, rugged, always playing sports and chasing the girls. And I was none of that. At first, I thought something was wrong with me. I didn’t enjoy the things other guys did. I didn’t have any friends, and was terrible at talking with girls. How could I explain to them that I was jealous of the bodies they had, the things they got to do. Deep down inside, I knew I wanted to be a girl, but I hid from this side of myself. I was afraid. They’d call me a creep, I just knew it. And so I turned to the one place where I could go to be what I wanted. In chat rooms and on forums, I was a girl. It was the only bright spot in my life. I could talk to people without fear, without feeling scared for being different. It was a lie, but it was a lie I enjoyed. Read more »

My guide to writing erotica

Edit: more will be added when I have time.

Alright, let me start off by pointing out that I'm no professional writer. Save a few columns, I haven't had anything published worth mentioning. Take all of this with a grain of salt. If someone with more experience, knowledge and/or wisdom wishes to correct me, feel free.

Without any further ado, let's do this.

Why.

First question, when writing anything, you should ask yourself, is why you are writing. If you're writing for yourself to masturbate to, then by all means just ahead and do your thing. Will others be reading it, or are you practising for that occasion? Because then you have some things to consider.

You see, despite its visual delivery, writing is a medium that can tickle all the senses. This is the first mistake I see a lot of people make, and there's a whole tvtropes page on this phenomenon known as "IKEA porn". Many people, especially those who just started off writing, seem to think writing should be a transcript more than anything. We don't want to read that kind of thing! If I wanted to experience "my penis entered a vagina" I would much rather go out and do it than read about it. Similarly, I can imagine that sentence doing very little for your female readers. They don't have a penis and, despite your female readers possibly having an extremely vivid imagination, the word penis and its many synonyms is not going to get the proverbial job done. Read more »

GRO Part 5 – Bella finds her groove [Bi, mff, anal, oral, watersports]

“So you’re actually going in to school?” Adam asked incredulously.

“Yeah, I mean I can’t avoid it forever. Might as well see how it goes. Plus, Jeni is staying home, and our parents don’t like us to both miss school on the same day,” Bobby’s voice answered through the phone.

Adam grinned. He hadn’t realized he’d get a chance to try his newest plan so soon!

“Well, tell me how it goes, dude,” he answered back, trying to keep his happiness out of his voice.

He hung up his phone and pulled out his other phone. Actually, it was Chris’s phone. Chris left it at home when he went to work. Bobby had figured he might be able to use it today to at least get some of the girls his brother was hooking up with to send him some nasty pics. But now he had other ideas.

He’d seen Jeni, Bobby’s older sister, when he’d come home yesterday from his failed propositioning of Missy Kipling. And he’d definitely noticed her tits – they’d grown about five cup-sizes overnight! Read more »

GRO – The Miracle Cream [Str8, m/f, inc b/s, oral] Part 1 of many.

“Bobby do you want…WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

Jeni had entered her little brother’s room to ask him about dinner, but had instead found in naked from the waist down doing…something!

Now Bobby was scrambling to cover his privates with his bedspread—easily accomplished since, at 13, he didn’t have much to cover.

“GET OUT!” he was shouting.

“Bobby, were you masturbating?” Jeni asked mockingly, quickly finding amusement in the shameful situation.

“No…” Bobby said. He looked bashful, but something in his voice told her it was the truth.

“Then what?” Jeni put her hands on her hips and thrust out her chin as she asked, hoping to strike a pose of authority. At 16, she was certainly older than Bobby. But at 5’2” and barely 85-pounds, she was not the least bit bigger. If Bobby decided to make her get out, there would be nothing she could do to stop him.

However, Bobby didn’t seem to be in a position to put up much of a fight. His eyes involuntarily flicked to the bed. Following his gaze, Jeni saw what appeared to be a tube of toothpaste. Read more »