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Threesome with two feminist scientist moms at a Chemistry conference [MFF] (True Story: pre-COVID): Finale

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lb1xmv/threesome_with_two_feminist_scientist_moms_at_a/) here!!

**Part 2:**

I was sitting there with a raging hard-on and fearful of the repercussions of my next step. I am happily married to a sexy AF wife, who is great in bed in her own way. However, we had a vanilla sex-life in terms of satisfying our kinks. We have discussed having other people in our life but never seem to be able to pull the trigger. Also, being a public figure in a close-knit college town was not conducive to keeping everything discreet. But here I was, with two married MILFs in the same profession and the same situation as I was. Who better to go crazy with, in a foreign country? I glimpsed at their large diamond rings glimmering on their fingers as I looked at my wedding ring. ‘Are you sure you gals want this? we are all married after all and would not want to ruin our friendship and career over this’, I said. Kara pulled me into the semi-wet bed between her and Christine. Christine said while twirling my hair, ‘honey we both have discussed this many times, we are both in love with you, Kara here wanted to bone you since day one. She loves you more than her baby-daddy now. We are both very horny women. Our husbands are not that great anymore in satisfying our needs, and we want to take full advantage of having another decent handsome man in our life, who we trust and love, someone who understands us, is dedicated to women-power and will do anything for their satisfaction, and most of all, stay discreet and not ruin our personal lives’. ‘What happens in Cancun, stays in Cancun’, said Kara almost in a truth-to-power kind of way. She took her and Christine’s ring off their fingers and took mine off in one swoop motion, and put them in the side drawer on the bedside table, beside the decrepit coffee-mug stained Bible (heresy!!). ‘There, problem solved, we are free birds now’, said Christine. Read more »

I never felt more bisexual

A bit of background first.

So, I (M, 30) have been in a pretty deep self discovery journey over the past few years. It all began with me listening to my then girlfriend (soon to become wife) talk many times over about the fact that she would like to try sex with other girls. Over time, that made me feel safe enough to question my own sexuality, and ultimately sent me down a long path of asking myself if I felt the same way about other men.

In parallel to that, I began to feel more and more curious to truly know what women felt during sex. I asked myself: how must it feel to be penetrated, or to have a vaginal orgasm? I have never not loved being a man during sex with my girlfriend, but at the same time what she felt seemed so fucking great and so different from what I felt… It was alluring, and I began to really want to have a taste of that, in addition to what I already had.

I eventually figured out that the best way to pursue this would be to engage in anal play, and so about 18 months ago I bought my first buttplug/prostate massager. Read more »

I Need A Woman[femdom, femmification]

(this was a request. Sorry I accidentally ignored your chat >.<)

Shea opened the door to her slave. It was their first rendezvous since his surgery and she was almost as hungry to ravish him as his hole always was for her strap. Almost. His was a very hungry hole after all. Burt stood there with his arms folded and back slightly hunched. It was the stance of shyness that had marked the beginning of this journey most likely come back due to the surgery.

 

“Slave, take off your clothes and fix your posture.” Shea demanded after ushering him into her dungeon. Once her orders were followed she smiled devilishly at her creation.

 

When Shea and Burt first met it was not Shea who was meant to be the dominant. Burt had been slim and chiseled with a large penis. He would come by and take his stressful job out on Shea and all of her holes. Cumming wherever and as many times as he wanted. But as time went on Burt decided he wanted to explore his submissive side. For Shea that just wouldn’t do-domming a man. She needed a woman. And so over the past few months Shea had created one out of Burt. Read more »

Reagan’s Public Pleasures

“How much weight?” Reagan asked, as he stood quite awkwardly by the stack of plates on the squat rack.

“Let’s go for two forty-fives.” Jake said, moving the weight effortlessly from the rack and onto the bar. His chest was so big that when they tensed, his shirt got caught between his pecs. Oh, how Reagan wished to be as ripped as Jake was. Which is why he’d asked him to be his workout buddy one day after their Stats class. Reagan absolutely hated math, and would usually fall asleep, even though he sat in the front row. That is, until he was awoken from one of his cock-filled daydreams by a tap on the shoulder. Reagan turned around to see a bulge held in by gray sweatpants directly behind him. He had forgotten that they were sitting in a lecture hall with theater-like seats and that whoever owned this disarming bulge was sitting two feet above him. His mouth fell agape as he looked up realizing his mistake and was met with a pair of soft blue eyes and an innocent smile. Reagan’s already semi hard dick throbbed to it’s full seven inches. Reagan quickly turned around, his ears blazing from the blood that had rushed to his face out of embarrassment, from falling asleep in class or getting hard he couldn’t say. After avoiding the front row from then on, Reagan realized the boy he’d day dreamed about every day since, was Jake Campbell, a junior. So after weeks of mustering the courage Reagan asked Jake about his workout regimen, when to his simultaneous delight and horror, Jake offered to train him. So now Reagan went to the old gym on campus every Wednesday to train with him. Read more »

Tied Down [fm][femdom][pegging][oral]

I stepped out of the shower dripping wet and reaching for the towel and she locked the collar around my neck. “Did you clean yourself extra well like I told you?” she asked. I knew what she meant by “extra well.”

“Yes Mistress,” I replied. When she put the collar on me I was to refer to her as Mistress.

“Dry yourself off,” she commanded.

“Yes Mistress.” I toweled myself off as she watched. I tried to look her up and down without being obvious about it. She was wearing her corset and thigh high stockings with her panties over the straps. Once I hung the towel on the hook she clipped the leash to my collar. I was already hard. She tugged the leash and I followed her into the bedroom.

“Turn around.”

“Yes, Mistress.” I turned so my back was facing her. I felt her grab my right hand and draw it around my back near my ass and I felt the handcuff lock in place around my wrist. Then she drew my left wrist around and handcuffed it to the right.

“Get on your knees.”

“Yes, Mistress.” I sank to my knees there on the floor. Read more »

[Incest] [Mind control] [Fiction] [B/s] I Assfucked My Mindhacked Sister

“Brad!” a voice shouted from behind. Zack slapped Brad’s shoulder good-naturedly. “So glad to see you out and about!”

“Just wanted to get some fresh air, and to check your place out.”

“Make yourself at home, all food is on me.”

“Thanks, man.”

Just then, a shock of dark brown head appeared from the kitchen. Abigail.

Even fully clothed, his sister’s body made an incredible impact on Brad. His cock throbbed at the sight of her halter top, clinging tightly against her massive breasts. The nubs of her nipples were poking proudly through. It was clear why the restaurant was a popular draw for male customers. Zack excused himself as Abigail approached, a smile beaming on her face. It was another busy afternoon.

“How are you doing Brad?”

“I’m doing fine thanks.” He tried hard not to stare at her body. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down with desire. “Looks busy.”

“Yes, even with the extra help, we’re swamped practically every day. It’s a good thing really.”

“Do you need a hand?”

“Do you mind?” Her big, hazel eyes shone expectantly at him. God, he could look into her eyes all day. Read more »

Finding Maria, pt 3 [MMMFFF] [femdom] [college] [group] [anal] [bi] [true]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kzedcg/finding_maria_pt_1_mff_college_femdom_anal_pegging/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/l00dvp/finding_maria_pt_2_mff_femdom_college_pegging_true/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

Ashley sensed an opportunity. “If one of you makes out with my pretty little boyfriend, I mean girlfriend, you can watch all three of us girls kiss. At the same time.” I looked at Ashley like, “What the fuck?” But she shot back daggers with her eyes. After some discussion between themselves, the shyest of the three offered to take one for the team, hardly making me feel good. He walked over to where I sat, tentatively got down onto the floor and leaned over to kiss me. Our faces awkwardly bumped and our lips met. We were both tense at first but the earlier orgasm, the alcohol and the smoke had relaxed me and within a couple seconds my lips sank into his. In a few more seconds he relaxed as well, now pushing his tongue into my mouth while brushing my hair aside. The kiss seemed to go on forever. He ran his hand down my neck and over my stuffed bra, and as we finished he let out a gentle moan. There was total silence in the room as everyone sat staring at us. “Oh fuck.” Jess said under her breath before turning to Kristy, kissing her and cupping one of her generous breasts. Ashley leaned over and deeply kissed Philip, the boy that had just kissed me. “Your reward for being good.” She then turned back to me and we kissed as well. Read more »