[MF] Watching porn with a friend gets messy

Casey and I had been friends for close to a year. We had initially met in the context of flirting, despite the fact that I later discovered she had a boyfriend. Nothing really came of it and I realized that she gets off on attention. She liked to bring new people into the friend group and flirt with them, like some kind of game or conquest. Once they gave her what she wanted she’d move on pretty quick.

Despite that, Casey was a fun person to be around. If she wanted to she could make you feel like the most important person in the room. It also didn’t hurt that she looked like a model: tall, lean, classy tattoos, piercing blue eyes and a delicately chiseled jaw. But that was all runner up, the real prize was her lips. She had by far the most divine, luscious lips, perfectly shaped. The way her pouty lips rested on her gorgeous face, if I hadn’t known her I could imagine her speaking french: tongue and lips dancing around her smoky voice.

Realizing My Childhood Fantasy (M older Woman) pt 3

“Mike, I have no idea how experienced you are but tonight I’m going to teach you everything I know. You need to relax and slow down.”

I already knew this was going to be different. That was more communication than I had ever heard while having sex.

“Do you know what you like? Do you know what you would like to try that you haven’t?”

I was so use to racing to get my dick in a woman before she changed her mind I couldn’t speak.

“I know what I like so why don’t we start there? I want you to kiss and touch me like I’m the most beautiful woman you have ever seen. Explore my body and feast on me. Show me that my body arouses you beyond your wildest dreams. Boys cannot believe their luck and race to a woman’s chest and pussy. Be a man. I’m all yours and we have all night. Own me.”

With that she gently guided my head to her feet. Confused and excited I hesitated. She raised her toes to my lips and looked at me like the next step was obvious. Maybe it was to her but nothing I learned watching porn, playing with myself or the two wham-bam-thank-you-Ma’am sexual experiences I had were helping. And do it began.

I’m (39[F]) Crawling Out of My Skin and Am Acting Out Sexually

Like many of you, I’ve been feeling stir crazy during the pandemic, but I’m too scared of covid to fuck around. I tried a few masked and distanced dates to meet people while being safe, but I wasn’t able to fully relax and trust the other person enough to feel comfortable getting physically close. And that’s not fun for anyone. I’ve been honest with people as I try to navigate these boundaries, but it has made finding and developing a solid, genuine connection that much more difficult. In the meantime, I want to be touched so badly, I’m crawling out of my skin. And the lack of sexual engagement is making me need and want attention more than I’d have ever admitted in the past. I like to be self-assured and confident yet humble, without looking to men for validation. But now that being safe means being alone, I’m finding myself acting out in ways I never would have in the past. I want to be wanted. But I also want to be satisfied. I’m having trouble figuring out how to fulfill both conditions.

The [F]irst encounter with [M]y long term fuck buddy pt. 2

As Kayley wiped the remaining residue of cum from her face, the sly smirk she continued to wear was only interrupted by her finger pushing past her lips to clean the rest of the mess I made.

I, still in a daze and completely awestruck by the cavalier demeanor of the girl who just sucked my soul out, stared stupidly at her.

“What?” Kayley asked, a slight tilt of the head and a knowing look strewn across her face.

*What?* I thought to myself, *What do you think? You just casually sat on my face and sucked any hope for all women I would meet over the rest of my life into your throat* I thought to myself

“You” I chuckled awkwardly.

“Me what?” She smiled knowingly.

“I dunno, that was insane. That was like porn movie stuff.” I posited.

“Oh, ha, I dunno about that.” Kayley giggled bashfully. “It felt really good though…”

Our riveting conversation tapered into more silence, and we put our underwear back on, focusing our attention on the drone of the TV. We moved to the futon, laying down in the spoon position, my arm uncomfortably situated under her head, her ass pressed into my crotch. Her hair drifted in and out of my face, it smelled fresh, like artificial fruit.

[FM] 37 year old female (me) had phone sex with a 28yr old male and as we climaxed together he said something that made me laugh

Ok so to set the scene, I’ve been on tinder for 2 months as 37f, after not dating for 2 years having never been married or had children.

I’m of average attractiveness, I’m tall, I’m not overweight but I definitely jiggle where it counts and would be called curvy by most standards. I don’t use filters on my profile pics and I have 6 photos of my face & upper body and my last photo is a full body length photo in jeans a singlet and cardigan.

All of my photos are very safe for work I don’t show a lot of skin, although I have had feedback about two of my photos being sexually suggestive. One is a photo of me looking into the camera and sucking a large bubble tea straw, and the other is the full body length photo where I’m standing at the end of bed, touching the bed rail with my hand, there is sun shining through my curtains with beautiful light that makes it obvious that I have great cleavage, and a great ass, but I’m still down to earth.

Cake For My Husband (MFF, cuckquean) pt1

My name is Elizabeth, but everyone calls me Liz. Ever since I was a teenager I’ve always been out going, my friends love hanging out with me because it’s always party, I love just being around people. After I lost my virginity it was like a whole new world opened up for me. I’m pansexual, polyamorous, and just a sexual fiend. All throughout college I fucked whoever I could, guy or girl it didn’t matter to me. I partied, I fucked, I drank, I even maintained my grades surprisingly enough. I graduated from my local university with a business degree.

“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Two of eleven [MF. Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER TWO**

“Hey, be careful with that, Champ!” Melissa Jacobs called out to her 18-year-old son. “It’s Grandma Katie’s china!”

Ben Jacobs paused in the middle of the wide front lawn of the big house with the “SOLD” sign still planted at its curb, nonchalantly balancing two stacked cardboard boxes. “Mom, we eat outta microwave trays.”

“It’s an heirloom,” Melissa chided, striding down from the front steps where she’d been struggling to unlock the door with a newly-cut key. She took one of the boxes from Ben and set it on the grass. “It’s precious,” She reached up to tousle his dark curls. “Like you.”

“Ah, Mom!” Ben ducked his head and looked past her. “I can get it.” He grabbed the key from her hand and bounded away up the long front walk. Naturally, the door popped open for him on the first try and he quickly disappeared into their new home.

Everybody Has A Price (Chapter 1 – Saffron Sucks!)

If you haven’t read the prologue to this story, check it out [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/iq2p73/everyone_has_a_price_mf_teaser_dubcon_cheating/) before you start on this one.

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**Chapter 1: Saffron Sucks!**

One of the things that I’ve come to learn only some time after my gift was imparted to me is that it feels much better to make someone do something they already want to do, but just can’t admit to wanting to. I mean, sure – it was also fun to see attractive women have their lips wrapped around my cock because they had no choice but to do so, but it’s a different feeling altogether to get someone to admit to their shameful, basest desires. It’s the kind of feeling that you’d get when you mix the wholesome feeling of charity with the dark pleasures of domination. It’s something that I didn’t even realise was so intoxicating when I first got Saffron to admit that she *wanted* to suck my cock; that she *wanted* to be called a good girl; that she *wanted* to be my slut. But I get ahead of myself. First, I need to tell you a bit about Saffron.

I fucked a bridesmaid in my wedding the morning of my wedding [MF]

My wife Amy and I have been married 10 years now, so this obviously happened a long time ago. I’ve never told anyone that this happened, but hey, why not share the story. And before you comment it, yes, I know I’m a piece of shit. If you didn’t already see that I participate in adultery sub-reddits, you could have inferred that from there. :)

First let me describe a bit of back story about this bridesmaid. Her name was Kristi, she was one of Amy’s best friends in college. Super cute, very athletic, really sexy body. We had gone on vacation with her and her then-husband (she was now divorced) a few years before that, and the running joke was that she had just gotten breast implants, so she was having a great time showing them off at the beach every day. I definitely got caught staring a couple of times, which Amy joked with me about but didn’t really seem to care. One night on vacation we got drunk at dinner and the girls suggested we check out a popular strip club that was around the corner. Her husband and I agreed that it sounded like fun but neither of us had been to a strip club with our significant others, but the girls seemed into it so we went.

Enter by the Exit – Episode 4 [Anal] [Analingus] [Anal Fingering] [Handjob] [Masturbation]

After [Episode 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/iq2n0j/enter_by_the_exit_episode_3_anal_first_timer_anal/), we spent the rest of the evening relaxing. A couple of drinks before dinner, watched a few episodes of whatever her Netflix recommended, cleared up and then headed to the bedroom again. I could see she was getting ready for bed, and not in the sexual sense. She stripped naked, stepped into the bathroom and I could hear the sounds of teeth being vigorously brushed. A mundane moment, but I was glad to be left alone with my thoughts for a bit.

I changed into the cotton shorts I kept at hers for sleeping in, and decided to straighten out the rumpled bedclothes. When I lifted up her duvet to fold it, I caught sight of what it had been hiding. My own semen, cum that had spent a few brief moments in her unexplored rectum before gushing back out. In the journey we had just started together, that stain was like our first footprints. I couldn’t help touching it. Of course it was no longer thick and creamy, but had thinned out and soaked into the sheet and mattress below, and I found that cool, damp patch strangely arousing. But I knew how tired she was, and figured that I’d just jerk off in the living room after she had fallen asleep. I settled down on the bed,