Mom disgraced in public in front of me (Part-01)

The first time I thought about my mom in a sexual light was when I caught my friend trying to sneak pics of my mom. It just amused me until I went through his phone. I was scrolling through his WhatsApp when I suddenly saw my mom’s face. Whaat? To my shock, there was group with a photo of my mom as the group pic. And the group was filled with my friends discussing how hot my mom is and how they want to fuck her and creepshots. It was freaking hot and I got an instant guilty boner! I was freaking angry with them but that kicked off my obsession with my mom.

So my mom is a cyclist with a tight athletic body. She always wears tight Tshirts and pants or jeans. Now that I think about it, my friends always seemed to hog around her at school events and stuff. She had really sexy shoulder length hair, usually in a bun but oh it never used to stay up so, she was always fussing with her hair, letting it down, putting it up and what not, it was always tantalizing to watch.

I 28 [M] Really Enjoy MFM Threesomes, Here’s Why

I’ve luckily had the pleasure of being in 8 MFM Threesomes (all straight.) They’ve been some of the best sexual experiences I’ve had. I’ve always been a pleaser and in all 8 situations I’ve made sure it was catered to the female and not so much a “gangbang” as it is a threesome.

I like how women react when they have two men sucking on their titties. How they react with 2 men kissing and touching all over their body. I like how they react with 2 hands playing with they clit & pussy. I like how they react while getting head and being kissed and sucked on by another man.

I like how they moan and cum when one guy is pounding them out while the other is sucking her titty and massaging her clit. I like seeing them getting pounded out in pleasure and cumming on dick. I like how they react to big dick and watching them take it.

I like being the biggest dick in a MFM and going 2nd so she can feel the stretch a lil bit. I like hearing back from the women and seeing what their favorite parts were, and how the different thickness, length, or shape affected their pleasure. I like seeing them take a dick bigger than mine too when that was the case.

I [22F] Went Through a Phase of Sexual Excess [MF]

(part I)

On the eve of my 21st birthday, back in 2019, I went out to celebrate with my friends. Shortly after midnight, we all got in line at a bar, where I dramatically flashed my ID (and received a short but sweet “happy birthday” from the bouncer). I hadn’t ever been to a bar or a club, so I took in the sights and sounds, and people-watched while my best friend bought me a blowjob (the beverage, don’t be gross). On my first look-around, I made eye contact with an incredibly tall man seated at the corner of a booth with a group of friends. I squirmed a bit: I felt like my outfit had been painted on, with my skintight black jeans, and a tight gray top with a deep see that showed most of my lace-covered tits. I squirmed, but maintained eye contact. This guy was so hot, and also looked so familiar, but I couldn’t place him at the time.

[FF] I fucked a swimmer so I could win a race

I’ve been a fan of gone wild stories for a while now and have posted on my other account maybe 4 times already, all of which were exclusively about my boyfriend and I’s experiences. I’ve never tried to submit for a contest but I thought that I had the best experience I’ve never talked about (even to my boyfriend) that fits the theme too well. Let’s keep this a secret, just ours.

Warning: this will be very long.

This was in sophomore year of college. I was 20, long blonde hair, 5’10”, and in the varsity of the swim team of our university.

We had national competitions that would make or break it for me. Winning continuously meant I got to keep my scholarship, losing meant I lost everything and would have to pay for my own tuition. We weren’t rich so I really had to grind everyday during training to make sure that I won all my meets.

I did pretty well in freshman year. I won a few here and there. Then I started with the college parties, making new friends, getting into orgs, meeting guys– which kinda screwed up my momentum. I was almost always last. I decided okay fuck it, I’ll start taking it seriously again.

Forbidden Fruit pt.2

If you need a refresher…..

[refresher ](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lzjd1y/forbidden_fruit_pt1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

My night with Geraldine was turning out to be amazingly unplanned. With us both topless on my bed, in my luxury hotel room, on Miami Beach, and with the biggest crush of my life; what more could I ask for.

Upon landing on the bed, Geraldine sprawled out. Arms out and her legs folded together, wearing nothing more than her bikini bottoms, and the moon light caressing her skin. It was all so surreal, it was as if something out of a movie. To the most beautiful girl, in bed, with me; but i was about to get another surprise. I moved over to her as she propped herself up on one arm and touched my face with the other. I leaned over her, as she caressed my face. Touching gently my goatee, then my lips, and finally my cheek; she gave a small sigh and smirk. She was in bliss too. I grab her head from behind and slowly descend her back down to the bed. We kissed for another few minutes until she stopped once again to say words i never thought I’d hear.

Bo and Me, Chapter 6 — “Falling into Grace” (Part 2, fg, rom, nosex)

**Chapter 6 —** ***Falling into Grace*** **(Part 2)**

It’s still foggy the next morning, but gradually the clouds clear up — and just like that, fickle spring is back again. Bo doesn’t ask for any more cuddle time that night, and of course I’m too much of a wuss to ask for it myself, but at least I’m not scared anymore of losing my little sister’s affection. Sure, maybe we won’t go back to kissing, but our new game of breathing on each other’s skin is great, too.

On Friday, Mom announces over dinner that she and Dad have decided to get annual passes for the pool for all of us. Bo and I cheer, which makes Mom and Dad cheer, too. We’re all stoked.

The next morning after breakfast, Bo and I go up to our rooms to get ready for the pool. After she closes the door behind her I strip naked, then put on my white one-piece swimsuit with a T-shirt and shorts on top. I stash a pair of clean panties in my backpack, along with a book, headphones and my Discman, which is currently equipped with *One Hot Minute* by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

CockSlut S2E3

[S2E1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lgdo0g/cockslut_s02e01/)
[S2E2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lw5qzp/cockslut_s2e2/)

The one thing, really the only thing, that disappointed me about my situation with my boss was that I still couldn’t completely fulfill my duties, by which I of course mean that I still wasn’t able to swallow all of his massive, glorious cock. I was getting closer, and he was being patient with me, but I knew he wanted it. Hell, I wanted it. I wanted that huge cock all the way in my mouth, down my throat, until his balls rested on my chin. Molly had been helping, trying to stretch my throat out. I had entirely overcome my gag reflex, and now it was just a matter of physically getting my body to accept him.

The boss and I had switched up the morning routine a little bit. Now, instead of reporting directly to his office first thing, I went to my new, tiny, private office just down the hall. There wasn’t much to it: desk and chair, bookshelf, filing cabinet. I did have a window, though, which was kind of a big deal. I hadn’t even asked for a space though. The boss offered it to me, saying that most other executive assistants also had offices close to their bosses.

Bo and Me, Chapter 5 — Getting Wet (fg, mast, panties, nosex)

**Chapter 5 — Getting Wet**

I wake up when I feel Bo climbing into my bed. “Hey,” I say, a little groggy. Shuffling over a bit to make room, I turn onto my side to face her.

“Hey,” she replies. She’s lifted up the blanket and is now tucking herself in beside me. Rolling onto her side as well, she shines a smile in my direction.

“Back in your pyjamas?” I ask.

“Yeah. Why wear anything but your most comfy clothes on a Sunday morning?” she replies.

“You have a point,” I concede, pausing. “Why are we talking so quietly?”

“I don’t know,” she says, *still* talking quietly. We giggle.

Bo has a small towel wrapped around her hair. She’s emanating a warm glow and a mesmerizing scent of shampoo and soap.

“You look like a newly minted penny,” I tell her.

“Thanks,” she replies, beaming like one. She snuggles up closer until her face is just an inch from mine. I feel her hand touching my arm.