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my first smut work. its not that much of a erotica (more like a porn scenario) hope you guys enjoy it though.
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The story goes I was About 18 or 19 When I met my daughter’s mother. She lived in an apartment Next to her stepsisters and they where together all the time, ironically I had been in a sexual relationship with both of her 2 neighbors that lived in the apartments behind them all.
This was before I ever met any of these 3. My thing was then the same as it is now I have a fetish for anal sex with white women. So here is where things get interesting. After meet these 3 girls it became obvious that all 3 of them like me and I was over quite often partying with them. To make things easier to under stand im going to use 3 fake names. The oldest girl being my current baby’s mom name is Jennifer, the middle child name was rory, and the youngest name is Renee. Well I really liked Renee alot and had my eyes set on her especially after find out the Jennifer and rory had no problem discussing freely in front of me how big of a whore Renee was and still is. One day it even come up in conversation and was said from renee’s own mouth that she is a little whore and she didn’t even know how to feel about it herself. She didn’t sound entirely upset about it but she wasn’t entirely enthusiastic about it either. This only excited me even more, as I still to this day want nothing more in a sexual relationship then a woman who is able to admit openly to herself and others that she’s a sexual deviant.
It had been quite a while since we had a whole night to ourselves, and I’m not talking about days or weeks. I mean months.
Its been months since Zac and I had time to enjoy each other’s company without any distractions and worries. We went from being this young hot sexy couple, who went on random vacations and fucked around on every piece of furniture we could find to a tired, boring couple who’s in bed by 9pm.
Don’t get me wrong, we wouldn’t trade our kids for anything in the world. But it has definitely taken a toll on our sex life. Between the sleepless nights, the constant need for attention and occasional crying our sexual interest seems to have dimmed away. Luckily though, we’re still very much in love, it’s just a different kind of love. The “babe, why don’t you sleep in the spare bedroom tonight while I take care of the kids?” type of love, or the “let me rub your feet” kind of love. Mushy and comforting type. But despite us coping so well with our new norm, we both definitely miss the times we had before.
I’ve been unbearably horny the last few days, which have been full of sex with my partner, as well as masturbation (aided by porn from this Reddit page!) My handsome boyfriend has been oh-so accommodating to my needs, thoroughly fucking me and using toys on me when he cums earlier. I can take a looong time to orgasm, so when he fucks me, it takes quite a lot of focus and energy– for both of us.
Today, when I got home from work, he was feeling a little bit horny. My pussy had been pretty wet all day, but I wasn’t in the mood for a quickie, so when he asked me, (knowing that I’d been insatiable lately,) I told him to wait. He happily agreed and nuzzled in to his pillow. We laid in our bed for a little bit, cuddling and napping. I was spooning him and scrolling on my phone while he lightly drifted close to sleep. Eventually, I felt in the mood to play. I started tracing my hands up and down his hips when I realized his pants and boxers were already off. He had sneakily slipped them off under the blanket after I had reached under his waste band to squeeze his cute ass cheeks.
**Ding Dong!**
*Was there anything better in life than that relaxing feeling you get after doing a series of yoga stretches,* Becky wondered as she focused intently on her downward dog pose. She loved this pose. Hands and feet planted on the ground, booty pointed to the sky, her sleek black yoga pants stretched to their limits, warmed by that perfect little spot of sun peeking through her back window. *Okay, yes I can think of one or two better feelings..* Her mind wandered to an encounter several weeks ago (*God, had it been that long?)* – she hadn’t been able to forget and nor did she want to. He was cute. Not her normal type. A little taller than her, with short blonde hair parted to the side. A little bit nerdy, but in a cute way. She had been in a similar position that night. It was one of her favorites. She loved to feel a man grab her hips as he penetrated her. Becky found herself rocking her hips involuntarily just thinking about it. She felt a slight flutter between her legs. *Well I don’t have anything else to do today,* she thought, a sly grin creeping across her face. It was rare that she had a full day to herself anymore. Between work, her online classes, and a social life, her schedule stayed pretty busy. Needless to say, taking time to enjoy her body wasn’t a common occurrence.
Hi all, would love to share my partially true story based on real events. Some facts, names, locations, and actual events were changed to protect the identity of everyone, and make this a more interesting story. Hope you guys like it!
Part 1:
**Intro**
Today is the day – I am finally getting married to the love of my life James Chan… well, one of the loves of my life. The one who my family, friends, and coworkers know us as. My other love, Ryan Suder, will be there all along the way: from the moment I walk down the aisle, to my first night having sex as a married woman. In fact, he will be the one making love to me tonight, not my future husband.
**Origins**
I am my mother’s pride – the youngest daughter of the 3 she had and raised pretty much alone. My mother moved to Maryland from Vietnam when she was just 9 – her family relocated to New York City when she was 14 where she met my dad. My mother had to help out with family finances at a young age, picking up odd hour jobs at jewelry shops in Chinatown, working early at a Bakery, and watching her younger siblings. She had to drop out of High School right before her sophomore year in order to support the family.
A few days ago, I left the following comment on a post asking about having sexual experiences with straight men:
“He was my best friend in my 20s. He was playing poker on my computer and stumbled across my porn..big dicks, humiliation, cuckolding, etc. He had no idea. We talked about it, it was embarrassing for me but he was really cool about it (and I kind of enjoyed the embarrassment of course!). Over time we started to explore roles, at first non-sexual (he would tease me in front of other friends, have me clean his apartment) but eventually it did become sexual. He was still straight but really enjoyed the control aspects of it… and the blowjobs! He knew how much I enjoyed it. Went on for a couple of years until he moved for work.”
I then got asked to talk about our first sexual experience together. So, here goes.
After writing about him awhile ago, I decided to do another installment about my high school bf and I (MF both 18 at the time). He was horny and adventurous enough that I have plenty of material from our time together. It helps that I was so new to sex (and totally new to good sex) at the time that those memories really stick out in my head.
Even though he had never had sex before me, he was a very horny teen who watched a ton of porn. Where this can often be a not-so-great thing, in his case it really increased his stamina from what it typically would be for a virgin, and it made him curious and open-minded about a lot of different things. There were always new sexy things he wanted me to try, and he was an animal in the sack from the word go.
Well you read the header and although I’m going to do my best to restrain my twisted sense of humour for the sake of sending a serious message, one or two quips might inevitably slip out. So my apologies in advance. But I am serious.
Where did the true writers go? Not the hobbyists who have just watched too much porn and think telling me how “hard id zests my cock in your wet wet puzzy” is somehow literature? Not the amateurs who have gotten a few hits on literotica, whose grammar and formatting is so putrid it looks like dyslexia threw up on their page. No, I don’t want the pretenders anymore: I want Tyson. I want a damn CONTENDER.
(Also apologies to anyone with dyslexia, this is purely being used for comedic effect.)
I’m talking erotica with worlds so fully realiwzed with a bevy of detail so rich, I could walk it blind and still find my way back to bed…. wording and vocabulary so eloquent and refined that it’s as if an Oxford professor was texting me. I want an expert of the written arts that knows their way around passion, around storytelling…. around the beauty of the naked body.
Does anybody else have that one, stand out, go to memory that makes them cum quick?
I’ll tell you mine…
**Background:**
I was 25, in the military, and worked out a lot. That’s where I met Megan, at the base gym.
Megan was a 40 year old, divorced mom and civilian contractor. Red hair, pale skin, a little bit thick with a nice round butt and great tits… Have you seen Biden’s press secretary, Jen Psaki? That’s her “doppelganger”…
Like I said, she was recently divorced, and I was headed to another duty station in a few months so we had mostly a “FWB” relationship.
I had never been with an “older woman.” She was very attracted to my physique which was a nice confidence boost. Me being a typical 25 year old military bro, I thought I was this stud that she wanted to bang her brains out.
Not so much… I had a lot to learn about pleasing a woman. She showed me things I hadn’t experienced before. Really taught me the “art of lovemaking” as cheesy as that sounds.