Tag: Reluctant

[FM] Years Later, Another BBC Opportunity

My previous story were about my first experience as a young married white wife discovering the pleasure of her first black cock.

So I decided to skip forward many years to my second chance with a black man, skipping several fun experiences along the way, I may come back to those should there be continued interest.

During the years following my previous story my Husband and I continued exploring different Hotwife/Cuckold/Sharing scenarios. All of them pretty hot and pretty satisfying.

But I have to admit, The desire for black men remained deep in my mind. All the things that led me there still existed, and it was such a hot experience it only made want it more.

Again, my circle of friends and acquaintances never really put me in much contact with men of colour, and I was also pretty reluctant towards mentioning it to my Husband. He is very open minded, but I was never 100% sure he would be open to me seeing black men as a regular thing.

After we had our second child I was anxious to get back into being more active with Hotwife dating. Read more »

How to write Erotica?

Can I write Erotica? And How?

This was posted in a writing group, but someone got triggered and got deleted with no reason.

I don’t understand reddit, therefore I have a hard time reading rules and small things. If this post is not fit for this group, please teach me where to post it or if I have to edit it, please tell me before it’s deleted.

*Original post*

I was 12 years old when I moved to the U.S.
The language sounded beautifully, and the words looked luxurious. As if it was a tongue that only the rich could speak.

I bought an English-Spanish dictionary and began to write my first book. Kissing scenes were too much for my young heart, and holding hands was enough to make me blush.
My book was 40k words, but now that I think about it… it wasn’t that good.

I didn’t learn all the rules of grammar, where to put commas, and how to make a good use of a thesaurus. It’s funny how I tried to describe a simple scene while using lots of “high-class,” words. Until this day, as a 22 year old, English is a big struggle, but my passion for writing is even bigger. I know, I’m stubborn. Read more »

Sara’s Self Discovery Part 9 [BDSM] [Anal] [Oral]

“Mistress it’s just that I have never… with another boy.

With that “Sub” reached out and very gently cupped “Lad’s” cheek and stroked his face as he looked deeply into his eyes.
You could see “Lad” visibly melt at the first touch from “Sub”. 
As “Sub” led “Lad” towards the center of the room a crowd began to gather in a circle around the two yet leaving a wide space in which they may play.
Someone had also brought over a small open backed sofa and placed it in the center of the room.
Standing behind “Lad”, “Sub” reached around him and began exploring his body.
Running his fingers through his hair ruffling it up he proceeded to work his way downward.
Stroking the boy’s face ever so gently, he placed his index finger in “Lad’s” mouth.
Immediately “Lad” began sucking on the proffered appendage.
While I watched I saw “Lad’s” cock harden further and begin bobbing up and down. Read more »

Marriage proposal during sex [FM]

It’s my 20th birthday and I’m freezing my buns off. My boyfriend and I have moved in together a few month past and because we are both students and constantly broke we had to go for the low rent shitty kind of apartment. We made it cozy but the heat isn’t working right and there isn’t even a proper bathroom. So, in the middle of an insanely cold and snowy winter, I sit on the couch wrapped in woolen blankets drinking tea nonstop when my bf asks me if I would like to go out, he’d like to invite me for a coffee and cake since we ought to do something fun until the party in the evening. This is a treat and I’m happy to go. Read more »

Our First Night With The Neighbor [FMF]

Last time I posted about this relationship, someone said they hoped I’d post about the first session. I couldn’t get to it then, but finally had some time free to bang out a draft.

The backstory to this is that about a year ago, our neighbor a couple blocks over, “Sarah”, kicked her husband out and filed for divorce. Sarah and my wife are well-acquainted. A busy professional, she wears her hair bleached blond and short, not quite as tall or curvaceous as my wife but likes to stay fit, too. I’d call her slim and perky, the type who wears athleisure outside of work and is generally pretty bouncy in conversation. They had little cardio-and-brunch girl dates going every few weeks, and after the drama with her divorce they started getting dinner and drinks at a local pub so Sarah could vent and get some moral support. Read more »

Sara’s Self Discovery Part 6 [BDSM] [Oral] [Anal]

Taking her by the arm I pulled her across my knees and began to spank her bottom.
As I was doing this the plug in her bottom would move deeper into her bottom, each time this happened she let out a muffled oomph and each oomph was followed by a moan of joy.
Right in the midst of Sara’s spanking there was a knock on our door.

Leaving the bedroom to answer the knock placed Sara out of the direct view of whoever was knocking.
Opening the door I was surprised to see that Susan took a chance and my invitation to join us.
“Susan, welcome, this is a pleasant surprise.
I wasn’t certain you would come but I’m happy you chose to be here.”

“Thank you Frank, please call me Sue Susan is far to formal.
Where is Sara?”
“Actually you are right in time, Sara is in the other room, we were in the midst of doing some corrective education, if you will walk this way we shall re-join her.” Read more »

Cherry-Red Confidence – Ch 02, in which a reluctant couple’s sexual frustration finally boils over, thanks to too much hot-tub teasing. [MF] [Str8] [A Very Relieving First-Time]

[Original Work] by Explicit Inkwell

[Focuses on: Both him and her, vanilla sex]
[Overall feel: A Very Relieving First-Time]
[For fans of: >!First time experiences, overcoming reluctance and shyness, a simple and believable plot, taking it slow, lots of build-up, teasing, dirty talk, choking, a touch of anal play, vaginal sex, cumming inside, and of course still swimsuits.!<]

Cheerfully she swung open her front door and smiled wide to meet him, a sight he would never tire of – except this time, he found her standing in front of him with nothing but a baggy shirt hanging down over her bare thighs; a sight that he decided he would also never tire of. They embraced before he could comment, lips locked for a brief moment before she spun around and lead him into the house, the oversized shirt swaying with her hips. He stalled to close the door, and by the time he caught up with her in the kitchen she was just starting to pull up her shirt. He watched from behind as she lifted her arms high above her head, stretching her body out, proudly revealing her new swimsuit: a provocative red color, criss-crossing lines of string pulled taught against her back, ending with a rounded curve dipping just above her butt. “Well, what do you think?” Read more »

[mf oral inc] Mark&Amy Chapter 6

**Chapter 6**

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Mark turned his face up toward the shower, letting the hot water pull everything away. Well, almost everything. Stress, worry, it usually all subsided with a good shower. But he couldn’t help thinking maybe he’d gone too far with Amy. The way she’d run out after he’d gotten her off… maybe it was too much for her to handle. He’d probably screwed up the whole thing. He sighed.

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It wasn’t even about manipulation anymore. Sure, it had started out that way. He’d seen an opportunity, a path to a goal, and he’d taken it. He’d lied and teased and tricked his way into his sister’s pants. Well, into her throat. Whatever.

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But then she’d run out like that, and his heart sank. He knew he’d upset her, screwed up her head, and that wasn’t what he wanted. He’d sent her a message, a gentle prodding to come back and talk to him, but he knew it wouldn’t work. He’d lost it all, just when he’d been so close. And now she’d probably run back to that sweaty mouth-breather of a boyfriend and let him keep using her. And where had that asshole Greg been, anyway? Amy spent all her time here, and not once had her so-called boyfriend asked what she’d been up to. Read more »

Sara’s Self Discovery [Part 3] [Oral] [Anal] [Spanking] [BDSM]

Sara spent the next couple of months being a good mother to a beautiful little girl named Sasha.
During this time we talked every day, yet Sara was not quite ready to fully resume our sexual play.

Oh we teased each other and did talk about our sexual histories, yet I felt that there was something that Sara was holding back, something that she was reluctant to talk about.
However I hinted that whatever she told me in confidence would be kept strictly between the two of us.

Sara had hired a nanny to assist her in caring for Sasha due to her and her husbands hectic life and work schedule.
This was a blessing for her, allowing her to be less frantic and care for her daughter with less worry.
It was in the third month that Sara’s libido returned and returned with a vengeance.

Sara was over at my place taking break from motherhood for a few hours.
While talking about nothing in particular Sara knocked over her glass, spilling milk across the kitchen table.
She began to grab for the roll of paper towels to clean up her mess.
Walking over to the sink to gather more towels I turned back to the table, coming up behind her with the towels, I playfully told her she was a bad girl and needed to be punished for making such a mess. Read more »

Our [f]irst ti[m]e…

(I’m sorry this ended up long…and isn’t done yet. The real action takes place after the ***….more to come!)

My happy marriage had just blown up, and I had my daughter for our first visitation. I posted a pic of us on Facebook, and it got lots of likes lol. Out of the blue, I get a Facebook message from Samantha (not her real name), a former coworker, remarking on how much my kid had grown. I hadn’t seen her since she had left my company about 6 months prior, after two years of working together…friendly, maybe a bit flirty, but never thought anything of it. I’d teasingly threaten to spank her, then watch her blush, but I was happily married when we worked together.

That first message led to lots of talking, and we finally meet up for a beer after work one afternoon a few weeks later. She’s working for an airline now, and dressed like it, in snug black dress slacks that showed off her retired-ballerina bubble butt and a gorgeous red blouse, emphasizing but not outright showing off her smallish but always incredible cleavage. The long, brown hair she had when we worked together is gone, she’s now sporting a short bob, but it looks great on her. She’s still my adorkably cute friend with the Coke-bottle glasses and slight overbite, but undeniably sexy. But this wasn’t much more than smiling and giggling and catch-up talk. Yet, as I watched her walk out that day, I knew somehow, she was going to be mine. Read more »