I fucking love touching myself [F]

Booked myself a solo vacation to a new country and I can’t wait to get there. I’m writing this from the plane now as I’m on the way there. The last few months have been so stressful. Got a fancy-ass hotel suite waiting for me. It’s got a huge bathtub and a jacuzzi in the bedroom. As soon as I get there, I’m going to disinfect the entire suite thoroughly because corona. And then you can bet I’m going to go to town on the whole fucking place.

It’s been weeks since I’ve so much as even properly looked at my body, let alone touch it. I’ve always been a thin girl but staying home this past year has led to some weight gain. I hate that I have to struggle to get into jeans and I’m not a fan of how bloated I look at the end of the day. But damn have my boobs filled out beautifully. Previously, I’d always hated how small they were, but now they fill my hands up so nicely and I fucking love it. They swell up even more closer to my period, like right now. I love grabbing them and rubbing them. Fondling them. Caressing them. I love to lick my fingers and stroke my nipples. Quick strokes, back and forth, another lick, and repeat. They’re normally sensitive but during this time of month, I could just keep stroking them forever, as my pussy slowly starts soaking through my panties. In fact that may already be happening as I write this.

My BFF made me cum [FF]

First post here hi kinda nervous

It’s been a year and it still makes me pussy so wet thinking about it ugh

I had been friends with this girl for a while but we had gotten a little closer. We used to have nightly facetime sessions and in one she admitted to being a little bicurious. I was bicurious as well so I was so happy to maybe have someone to try things with.
It started off slow, I would shower and get on FaceTime with her naked just to see if she would object. No objections. She finally invited me over and we smoked and watched some anime. While smoking we were talking about something and the topic of nipples came up. She then asked to see mine in person. Much obliged.

[M]y New [F]ucktoy – The SIL Saga Continues

Continuation of a few stories. See profile for all. I’ve been asked if these will continue. Short answer: As long as the relationship lasts, I commit to putting the experiences to “paper” and share.

Editorial note: For those of you reading my other stories as well, you may note I refer to my fiancée here as “Ellie”, a change from another story where I referred to her as Rachel. Obviously, I am using fake names. Well, she ended up reading my other stories and asked I refer to her as someone different than Rachel. Apparently, Rachel was a name of an old friend, so I changed it. As for how she is okay with these stories… Well, that’s for another time.

I hung out with a few friends Sunday and then decided to catch up on work. I will not lie: most of the time, my mind was elsewhere thinking about this morning and watching Cindy lick those ripe panties! So much for work… Phone on stand, hit play, watch, and stroke. I guess I found a new kink! Monday morning was much of the same, albeit without the stroking and watching, but I did think a LOT about that perfect pink tongue, her nose scrunched up in disgust, slowly gliding against the stained and slightly hardened fabric.

The Nation of Samarasa Part 1

(This series I’m starting is purely fantasy. This is heavily geared towards porn addiction, edging and gooning primarily. This is my first shot at creative writing in erotica and I would love to get constructive criticism, feedback, ad any ideas you think I should add for further additions. Also its a bit long, and I have tried to be as descriptive as possible but room for improvement )

**The Nation of Samarasa Part 1**

“Ladies and Gentleman, this is your Captain speaking. It’s ughh 8:30AM right now in Samarasa. The temperature is about 75F, there should be no chance of rain today. We should be landing at Melody Breeze International Airport in about 15 minutes. I want to thank you all for flying Fantasy Airlines”

The loud announcement from the intercom awoke Joan Carter. As she still struggled to open her jet lagged eyes, she opened the window shade. As the bright sunlight stung her eyes, she saw the plane descending into the Samarasan capital of Orgasmia. Joan, a 26 year old graduate student, from Miami, Florida.She came to Samarasa to conduct research for her thesis on the Samarasans for her PhD dissertation in “The Anthropological Study of the Illusive Nation of Samara”. As the plane landed and began to make preparations for arrival, she wondered if the rumors about this country were true?

Sunday drinks by the pool turns into my wifey fucking the neighbor [MMF]

My wifey (38f) and me (37m) usually have lazy Sundays by the pool. Just drinking and hanging out and anyone from the neighborhood can come by and hang. It’s kind of our thing – we’re always down to sit by the pool and drink or smoke a joint.

Neighbor guy (22 or maybe 23m) came over to hang out and get away from his roommates. Good looking black guy that played college football so he’s fucking ripped as hell.

We’re drinking and smoking and wifey gets home from shopping and sits down with us. She wants to catch up so does some shots and hits the j a few times. She catches a little buzz and says she’s going to go change into her bikini and be right back. I say “Babe, please wear that one I like.” She has a sexy body, great ass and big tits. She doesn’t mind showing off a little and we’ve been to nude beaches and stuff before so it’s all good.

[FFFF & 10,000 Hetero Men] Roscoe Forthright’s Art Camp

[Art Camp](https://www.roscoeforthright.com/)

**We guarantee you have never seen anything like this before** ~~ hetero porn with philosophic social and political commentary! Everyone loves a good piece of ass, pretty girls having orgasms, and one older man **enjoying his freedom of expression**, his role as an indie filmmaker, unconstrained by any Pesky Rules about this or that kind of inappropriate behavior. If fact, Roscoe honestly points out: **Most of the rules we live by are bizarre propaganda** invented by someone to control the imaginations of millions of people. This feature film teases your mind as much as your cock.

**Fucking remains more popular than ever!** All the stories posted here, prove human imagination is alive and well. What is missing is an overall context, a coherent worldview based on observable reality, rather than this or that, political, social, religious or economic propaganda, usually designed to make us all obedient little economic slaves. The Master-Slave setup remains the most common social setup for governments, corporations and religions. Where you live makes little difference, except in your degree of enslavement.

On the fine art of washing machine repair, balcony balancing, boutique weed strains, and fucking the neighbor in the ass after a canceled date – Part 2 [MF] [Consensual] [Stoned] [Tipsy]

Synopsis: Miya needs her washing machine repaired and notices her neighbor Kurt might be able to help, so she asks. Hot fucking ensues.

Part 1 is [here](https://reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nfcoce/on_the_fine_art_of_washing_machine_repair_balcony/).

I do love feedback because it helps me write better, so good or bad, I’d be grateful for it! I’m particularly interested in framing consent as a normalized, very hot practice, so if I did that well here (or didn’t) please let me know.

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As I walk down the hallway, it’s dark, but light is streaming from the laundry closet, accentuating your pale white legs and that jean-short-doned ass sticking out into the hallway. I feel the pre-cum wet spot on my jeans getting wetter, stickier.

You’re angled forward, over the washing machine. You’ve started a cycle on the washing machine and it’s currently filling up with water. I notice again that you’re short – I like that – because you’re on tippy toes. I’m behind you now. I can’t help it: I’m breathing really heavily, admiring your ass from behind. Your shorts inch upwards even more and I can see your ass cheeks peeking through. I tilt my head trying to cop a look. I see the cute cheeks or your butt sticking out just below the fabric of your dress.

On the fine art of washing machine repair, balcony balancing, boutique weed strains, and fucking the neighbor in the ass after a canceled date – Part 1 [MF] [Consensual] [Stoned] [Tipsy]

*Synopsis: Miya needs her washing machine repaired and notices her neighbor Kurt might be able to help, so she asks. Hot fucking ensues.*

This is a bit long so I split into two parts, but if you’re like me and love build-up, you might enjoy this story. Actual sex doesn’t occur until Part 2.

I do love feedback because it helps me write better, so good or bad, I’d be grateful for it! I’m particularly interested in framing consent as a normalized, very hot practice, so if I did that well here (or didn’t) please let me know.

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It’s a spring, rainy Saturday afternoon: warm air, cold rain. You’re walking out of your apartment and you see me in the hall walking into my apartment, next door. I’m wearing a worn flannel shirt, some old jeans with paint splotches all over, knees torn, and carrying a laden bag of Home Depot stuff. I’m drenched too; it looks like someone (me) forgot their umbrella. There’s a puddle of water where I’ve been standing while fiddling for my keys.

Amber’s (M)ove & (F)resh Start [mast] [voy]

Amber is a 40 year old mother of  3 all her children grown and out of the house with family’s of their own. She just went thru a nasty divorce after 20 plus years of marriage. As she started her new life she bought a house in the burbs. A quiet little subdivision. As she unloads the truck with help from her kids she notices her neighbor. An older gentlemen with thinning salt and pepper hair, looks to be mid 50s maybe older. As her son takes the truck to get another load she stays behind to unpack. As she works in the garage moving some boxes around, making room for more, she feels eyes on her. Looking across the chain link fence she sees him sitting on the patio drinking coffee, trying not to be obvious that he’s watching. As she moves towards the fence,

“Hi there neighbor, I’m Amber nice to meet you.” As he stands and moves towards the fence he introduces himself, “Hey nice to meet you Amber, I’m Burt.”
As they stand at the fence chatting she finds he’s married no kids, neighborhood problems etc etc.
She’s usually not very talkative with strangers but something about Burt was easy to talk to, even though he seemed to not be able to take his eyes off her.

Co-worker Binding Part I – [MF][Bondage]

A few months ago I posted a few MFM CNC fantasy pieces on this sub. One dealing with some BDSM intrigued a friend and we collaborated on a piece a mild BDSM piece. For now, she has chosen to remain silent. I/we hope you enjoy.

It has been a few months since I got dumped and I was finally feeling like my old self again. Many of my friends said that I had changed when I was dating Jason. I couldn’t see it until as of late. I was slowly getting my groove back and decided to go out with some coworkers in the middle of the week. We had just completed a project and sent management on their way to present it to the clients, so we were out celebrating. My manager, Eric, took the crew out for dinner and drinks. I had immersed myself in the project and felt that I had deserved a night out. After dinner, there were only three of us left, myself, Eric, and Ryan. Ryan was my age and very sexually outspoken, especially when he had a few drinks. Eric was older and divorced. His wife left him and moved a couple towns over. It was spring break and she had the kids for the week, so he was out to have fun.