Tag: Reluctant

Mindfuck Ch. 05 — [Asian] [Cheating] [MFF] [Magic] [Horror] [Humiliation]

[Chapter 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/uxkffq/mindfuck_ch_01_mans_reach_exceeds_his_grasp_asian/)

[Chapter 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uzv1q5/mindfuck_ch_02_asian_magic_cheating_horror/)

[Chapter 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/v3oe3i/mindfuck_ch_03_asian_magic_cheating_horror/)

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vlcaif/mindfuck_ch_04_asian_cheating_magic_horror/)

“Selena I swear — I fucking swear — I’ve never thought about your sister in that way.”

Ed sat awkwardly in a small, cramped wooden chair next to the television, finally silenced after its earlier, war-shattering blare. A deceptive calm settled over the room as the sunset spilled into the room, covering the walls and furniture in a warm orange hue.

Ed might have found the ambiance calming if not for the immense abyss swallowing his insides whole.

Across from Ed sat Lina and Selena, each sitting at the foot of their own queen-sized bed, each staring deep into Ed’s soul.

The sound of Selena’s effusive voice bounced off of Ed’s ears like rubber. She was talking but he could no longer hear her. His eyes were still transfixed on the pregnancy test waving in Selena’s hands and the two solid lines that suggested the unthinkable.

A deafening silence roused Ed back to reality. Lina and Selena tilted their heads forward, intently waiting for him to speak. Read more »

[FM] I fell for my boss

My first semester of college I was working an internship at an office.  I sat in a cubicle outside the boss’s office and he would frequently stop to chat and ask how my day was going.  He was very sweet to me and would bring me coffee and stuff all the time.  As time went by I found myself getting a crush on him, I was pretty sure he was single because he had no family pictures or anything like that.  He was late 30s, tall, thin build, short brown hair, deep hazel sexy eyes, a nice beard with specs of grey, and a soothing deep voice.

I used to ask him for help with things just to have him near me and listen to him talk.  I don’t know how much he could tell I didn’t really need the help but it was just an excuse to have him close to me.  After I had been there a few months it was getting late, my boss (he can be named Luke) asked me if I was willing to stay a bit late to help with paperwork that needed to get done.  He offered to buy me dinner if I stayed.  I happily agreed when I realized it would be just me and him alone.  I thought this could be my chance to get something to happen.  He was pretty reserved and not at all the kind of man to abuse me or go after an employee. Read more »

How a threesome with my timid girlfriend turned into a humiliating twosome [MFM]

I should preface this story by telling you how much I love my girlfriend, Sophia. She’s funny, cute, a bit of a nerd and an absolute delight to be around. People seem to think she’s a bit shy, probably due to her rather small stature. However, knowing and loving her as I do, I couldn’t disagree more. Hiding beneath her somewhat timid manners, curly red hair and freckles, is an adventurous, young woman with an almost insatiable need to explore herself.

It should be no surprise that she was the one to suggest a threesome. After having spent about half a year together, she admitted to fantasizing about inviting another person into our bedroom. I was more reluctant at first, but she kept bringing it up in our dirty talk and the idea started growing on me. She was mostly talking about inviting another woman but would sometimes also fantasize about another guy. Read more »

[MF] had sex with my first love again

This is an update to https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/ukrcto/f29_had_sex_with_my_first_love_and_we_are_both/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

After our last meeting, we didn’t talk for a few days. I tried to forget everything, tried to think of it as closure and move on. But I just couldn’t. I didn’t want my husband touching me. I have him a few handjobs that made him cum so I didn’t have to have sex. I think I have had sex once with him since then and it was a quick thing.

A few days later I messaged him and said we should at least be friends. I told my husband i didn’t want to sleep with him since his snoring/CPAP machine keeps me up. I have been messaging him since then. I tried to sext him and while he resisted at first he started to as well.

Talking to him has made me so horny. I have been masturbating 2-3 times a day. All I can think of is that night. I told him I needed to see him and be with him again. He was reluctant but after some flirting and convincing he said he is travelling for work for 4 days and that I can join him. Read more »

[MF] Italian strip club owner finally fulfills his fantasy

I couldn’t stop gawking my eyes at the beauty in front of me. Ever since I saw Kara dance at the strip club, I was obsessed with her.

It was obvious that it wasn’t her first time dancing, since everything about her shows were sensual. Her beautiful body enchanted the men as she slid down the pole slowly with those long legs of hers and finished off the show with perfect splits. The way her firm tits bounced as she hit the floor had every man in here imagining themselves under her. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to have her on top of me.

She has become my secret obsession, a desire that I needed fulfilled. I went to every one of her shows just so I could fantasize about what it would feel like to be with her… And inside her. Have her scream my name as I ram into her.

The last show of hers i attended i could almost swear she was looking directly at me as she shimmied those perfect tits in my direction. Read more »

Sex Scrabble: Spell a sex act and play it out! (30f) [Group]

As an individual who has always enjoyed and delighted in the competitive side of sex with every orgasm – given or received – being deservedly be classified as a ‘win’, I consider myself to be something of a connoisseur on the subject of ‘sex games’. Or, perhaps more specifically; games involving a (potentially) sexual component.

I’ve written previously about ‘Strip Twister’ or, as it is otherwise known; a thinly veiled excuse to quickly get naked and intimate with a group. Not until you’ve played yourself can you truly understand the thinking behind making the playing mat wipe clean.

But as much fan as Strip Twister – and indeed almost any game you care to mention with the word ‘strip’ arbitrarily bolted to the front – is, there’s a degree of randomness to it which, while often fun, somewhat removes a player’s agency. Unimportant for most games (unless you happen to be as competitive as myself, in which case it’s infuriating) but a *vital* aspect of sex. Fucking is *all* about choice. And while it’s true that sometimes restricting choice can be fun in and of itself, the point is that you’ve made the choice to do that. Arbitrary limits are far less fun. Unless the point is to find exciting ways to circumvent them, but that’s a whole different story and i’ll try to avoid an early digression! Read more »

EXPOSE: What Americans don’t want you to know about American bachelor party culture

*I am hesitant to write this, as much of American bachelor party culture is secretive and passed down from generation top generation. However, I feel that in the interest of the public good, the REAL rituals and practices of the American bachelor party must be exposed.* ***This is a fictionalized account, however much of what is portrayed comes from commonplace practices at American bachelor parties.***

My fiancé was reluctant, but trusted that I would behave myself. She wished me well and sent me off to my bachelor party with a kiss.

“Don’t worry” my Best Man Chris said “We’ll get him home in one piece.”

I hopped into the party bus and was met by all my groomsman holding shots of Fireball. There was Craig, my childhood friend. Gary, we met in college and have since been inseparable. Tony, my partner in crime at the office… and of course Chris my Best Man. This was my fiancé’s brother. Chris introduced us.

“Ok you silly motherfucker, ready to get shit faced and look at some pussy?!” Gary yelled. The fellas cheered and we downed our shots, then more, then still more. It wasn’t long before we pulled into the most notorious, hottest strip club in the tri-state area, Barb’s Wire. Barb’s was a local bachelor party staple and had the reputation for being an anything-goes establishment. Read more »

EXPOSE: What American’s DONT want you to know about bachelor party culture

*I am hesitant to write this, as much of American bachelor party culture is secretive and passed down from generation top generation. However, I feel that in the interest of the public good, the REAL rituals and practices of the American bachelor party must be exposed.* ***This is a fictionalized account, however much of what is portrayed comes from commonplace practices at American bachelor parties.***

My fiancé was reluctant, but trusted that I would behave myself. She wished me well and sent me off to my bachelor party with a kiss.

“Don’t worry” my Best Man Chris said “We’ll get him home in one piece.”

I hopped into the party bus and was met by all my groomsman holding shots of Fireball. There was Craig, my childhood friend. Gary, we met in college and have since been inseparable. Tony, my partner in crime at the office… and of course Chris my Best Man. This was my fiancé’s brother. Chris introduced us.

“Ok you silly motherfucker, ready to get shit faced and look at some pussy?!” Gary yelled. The fellas cheered and we downed our shots, then more, then still more. It wasn’t long before we pulled into the most notorious, hottest strip club in the tri-state area, Barb’s Wire. Barb’s was a local bachelor party staple and had the reputation for being an anything-goes establishment. Read more »

rules of a kinky marriage [FM]

Sorry it’s been a while since I last posted. Since the wedding, John and I have bought our own home finally. John was promoted from sous chef at his work to executive chef and now makes a very comfortable salary. Which has helped us build an even more comfortable home life. And since I’ve been a stay at home mom since COVID hit the world, it wasn’t easy finding time to maintain the lifestyle and the adaptations we made to keep after we started a family. But the bigger house and a better budget for child care has presented the opportunities to indulge with full force. So it’s an understatement to say I’ve been busy. But I missed posting here and sharing stories, especially since the wedding, John and I have once again changed the rules and expanded the dynamics of our sexual relationship. So I wanted to write something special in hopes to give everyone a chance to give a glimpse into and explore the full spectrum of just how kinky my marriage is. Instead of just one particular story, I want to explain the rules of our open relationship with a collection of both mine and John’s random and not so random acts of sluttiness, because trust me, he’s just as much of a whore as I am. Read more »

Twice Bitten, Not Shy [Mf] [Non-Con] [Anal]

**Content advisory: non-consenting and anal only. Two near-strangers have an odd second encounter. Threats of gun violence, little actual violence, no blood. Dark and fucked up, but with a happy(?) ending. Continue reading at your own discretion.**
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I know the old but well-maintained truck parked behind the venue is yours. There’s more than an hour before opening, who else would be here? I don’t have a plan when I suddenly pull into the parking lot. I know that what I’m doing is stupid as I walk back behind the building, knowing that the front door will still be locked. My heart is almost beating out of my chest as I throw the back door open and walk into the kitchen. There’s a gun in my purse, and my hand is curled around it.

You don’t even look surprised to see me, much the less scared. You should be. You should be trembling, like I was last Friday, you don’t even know it yet. Instead you just smirk in that arrogantly self-satisfied way you have. “I wondered when you’d be back for more,” you say. Read more »