[M]y [F]WB fingering session at the back of the church hall

Hi Guys! Long time lurker and first time poster so please be kind! 🙏
So this happened when I just finished high school, there was always this one Asian girl I was always texting and chatting on MSN messenger (throwback I know) and we would always flirt and talk about hooking up and what not. I’ve seen her tons of times before as she goes to the same church as me. She’s tall, toned body, B Cups, flat stomach, and an ass that’s to die for.

So we’ve been messing around online, talking about blowjobs and fingering etc. but we never acted on it as I was attached and she didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes. So I broke up the summer I turned 19 . Out of college and back for summer holidays, she was 18 and we touched base again. Sure enough we started talking, flirting and sexting and said yes maybe we should hook up. So this all happened on a Friday and the next time we knew we were going to see each other was at church the next day.

You are mine [MF] [Playful day at home]

This is my first ever attempt (please be gentle, but definitely seeking feedback)

You are mine

It’s been a pretty ordinary day. We’ve just been hanging around at home, getting things we need to do done. Of course, it’s been our usual amount of fun and frivolity, plenty of playfulness. You’ve been on the receiving end of a slap on your butt numerous times. As usual, you roll your eyes and act with mock shock and we giggle. I still love the feel of your ass in my hand, whether it’s a gentle little grab or a firm grab where I knead the flesh of your ass between my fingers. Your body still awakens a multitude of ‘inappropriate’ and carnal thoughts in me. And as this day went on, watching you saunter around the house in your cute little summer dress hasn’t made my thoughts any different. I’ve indulged in looking at the top of your breasts, their soft supple flesh proudly bouncing out the top of your dress. Watched your legs, silky smooth from their recent waxing session… which of course reminds me of where else has been waxed, and how it looks and feels… and tastes. And all our teasing and flirting and playfulness, mixed with my feelings and intense desire for all of you has got me with something in mind.

Chocolate-Filled Snow Bunny [Second-Person Narrative] [Interracial] [Gangbang]

It’s Saturday night…the eve before Easter Sunday. Usually on Saturday nights like this, you try and get a good night’s rest before putting on your best church behavior in the morning, hiding your inner wild child, silencing the slut that wants to come out so badly. But tonight, you’re craving for something different. You’re aching for a little action, so you, being rather unconventional, decide to hit up the nightclub that you go to every once in a blue moon. Outside, you look like everyone’s pipe dream: sleek, groomed, well-put together in your flashiest, stylish outfit…but underneath, you’re hiding a little secret that no one else can see. And that secret is…a fluffy rabbit tail buttplug. You’ve had it in your drawer ever since last year when you got it. Even then, you haven’t worn it before, but tonight’s different. You came to the club with a visceral desire, a need that’s hard to describe…until you see him.

Surprising my [F] boyfriend [M] with my first buttplug

Aaron and I have been together since high school, but now we’re 21/M and 22/F, respectively. Even though we’ve only been with each other, I think we’re pretty adventurous sexually (playing around with a whip and some exhibitionism might be stories for another time). He’s 5’10”, freckled, with strong broad shoulders and a cute butt. I’m 5’3”, olive skin with larger than average boobs and an ass that I’m proud of thanks to some long hours in the gym.

We’ve had anal before, but we don’t do it very often, because of the prep work involved. I often will find a finger or two in my butt during sex though, and I love his tongue in my asshole while we shower together. We had been talking for a while about buying a butt plug for me, but never actually done it, so I took advantage of a certain 2-day free shipping service and bought an adorable steel plug with a blue jewel that looks incredible nestled between my ass cheeks.

The VIP Treatment [FMF] [Oral] [Prost] [bd] [Msub]

“Happy Birthday, Christopher Henry Harpsworth,” said a deep, seductive voice. “Your VIP treatment is about to begin.”

Hearing those sensual words, the young man who’d been tasked with carrying on an old legacy prepared himself for a hefty dose of forbidden indulgence. It had taken a lot of planning, effort, and cunning to set everything up, complete with a web of elaborate lies that ensured some badly-needed freedom from his family responsibilities. Upon seeing the fruits of his labor, though, Christopher could safely say the toil was worth it.

“I want…no, I need this. I need it so fucking bad,” he said in an almost-desperate tone.

“Don’t worry,” said the source of the seductive voice. “For what you paid us, you’re sure as hell going to get it!”

Her words, as well as the context in which she said them, felt like they had been ripped straight out of a fantasy…one that just happened to be as expensive as it was elaborate. For what Christopher needed, it couldn’t have been anything less.

Breeding the Already Bred [MF] [Cheating]

Over the last couple of years, a woman in my office and I have made, what I’ll call, “a special connection”. Anyone observing us for more than a couple of minutes could tell we had a crush on one another. We’d see each other in the hallway or at a company event and give each other a hard time and/or innocently flirt. That’s pretty much as far as it went, we’re both married, her pretty recently, and I don’t like shitting were eat, not to mention, technically I was her superior, she didn’t work for me but I’m in Senior Management and she’s not.

A few weeks before us hooking up, spoiler alert, we ran into one another in the hall, she had a glow and I knew something was up. After our customary back and forth banter she told me she was pregnant, I wasn’t all that surprised, she’s in her early thirties, married for couple of years, you didn’t have the be clairvoyant to see that coming. I remember being a little disappointed, feeling like I lost my opportunity, although realistically it was never gonna happen anyway, at least I thought. But now I oddly found myself even more attracted to her, there was just something about her being pregnant, it wad hard to put my finger on but, I wanted her more than ever.

I [M] was a birthday gift for another man’s wife.

> Hello Reddit,

> I know it’s been a very long time since I’ve posted anything and I’m terribly sorry about that. Between work and my family, I just haven’t had the time or energy, which is why I’ve been spending my Reddit time with simpler things like chatting or RPs. With that said, I did feel like sharing a true story from my past so here goes…

I’ll start with a brief bit of background. When Craigslist was still a thing (I hear in some ways it still is), I met a couple on there that was looking for another male to play with. There’s a lot more to that story, which is best left for another time, but the important part is that I was a better lover and he knew it. About a month after I’d stopped seeing them, for reasons, I get a text from the husband out of the blue asking me if I’d fuck his wife for her birthday. Obviously there wouldn’t be a story if I’d said no…

I [M] was a birthday gift for another man’s wife.

*Forgive me for any grammatical errors, I’ll be working on them. Also, this is a true story.*

I’ll start with a brief bit of background. When Craigslist was still a thing (I hear in some ways it still is), I met a couple on there that was looking for another male to play with. There’s a lot more to that story, which is best left for another time, but the important part is that I was a better lover and he knew it. About a month after I’d stopped seeing them, for reasons, I get a text from the husband out of the blue asking me if I’d fuck his wife for her birthday. Obviously there wouldn’t be a story if I’d said no…

I pull into their driveway Sunday afternoon. He’s out there working on his car. I said hello awkwardly as I couldn’t help feel a bit weird knowing that he knew I was about to go inside and fuck his wife. He was very straight forward. He told me to be good to her, have a good time, and he was about to leave so he’d be completely out of our hair. That made me feel better knowing he wasn’t going to be around.

[MF] early morning haircut

So I’ve been getting my haircut with the same girl for the past five years or so, let’s call her Alex.

She’s about 5’6″, I would say about 150 lbs., big enough breast (maybe a solid D, possibly a DD), ample butt, tattoos, black hair, straight, just below the her shoulders with bangs. She is cute, not necessarily my type, but cute.

I usually make appointments for my days off, but with the company having me flying out later tonight, I reached out to her yesterday around 6:00 PM, hopping she would have something available. Not surprised, she was booked for the day. But she asked if I could make it before the store opened, which is 10:00. I said sure, expecting her to say be there at 9:30. Instead I get a text message saying she would see me at 8:00, and if that was ok. Thought that it was a little bit odd, but I said sure. I assumed maybe she had additional bookings before the store open.

[nsfw]The Firmament [FF][inc]

(Just a warning that this story builds up to an erotic scene and is a bit lengthier than other stories on here)

Erika leapt from the low reaching branch of the tree and landed softly on the ground. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a cloth and sighed. The mid-day sun shone down on the trees in the jungle, and even with the protection of their leaves Erika could feel the heat. She tied her shoulder-length, jet black hair back into a strict ponytail. It was time to head home, to the shelter of the enormous temple that she and her mother lived in. Erika walked down the path she had made, cutting away a few branches that were already starting to grow over it again. She had been sitting in the branches of the tree, surveying her week’s progress. Over the past few days, she had been slowly carving a path to the edge of the glass bubble that housed the jungle and her home. She had grown up in the bubble, never knowing what it was like outside. On her twenty-first birthday she started to make a path through the dense jungle. She wanted to see what lay on the other side of the glass.