[MF] Mom’s friend sending me signals

I’m very close with my parents, I try to see them a few times a month to catch up and maybe share a bottle of wine. It has always been a strong point for most ladies I brought over, especially since my mom is always happy to meet anyone I bring over (especially if I supply the wine).

My parents would occasionally have some of their friends over for a dinner and drinks, and they would always extend the invitation to me and whoever I was with at the time. I had no issue hanging out with an older crowd, since the drinks were always flowing and they would always have great stories. Sometimes the stories got a bit X rated, and my mom would roll her eyes and try to bring the conversation back to normal.

At the time I had nobody to bring over, but I went to the dinner anyways. When I got there, there were already about 4 other couples and a few single people talking and making drinks. They all said hello, shook my hand or gave me a hug. One of my mom’s friends Sandra gave me a big hug, a little closer and tighter than usual, but I chalked it up to the wine which was mostly done sitting on the counter. She smelled a little sweet and fruity, but only enough to notice if you were right up next to her.

Clementina, Part VI [erotic horror, monster, violence, gore, anal, dp, incest-s/s-m/s, MFFF]

WARNING: THIS IS A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES GORE, MONSTERS, WEIRD SLIMY SEX, DOUBLE PENETRATION, VIOLENCE, INCEST, AND MORE. THIS STORY IS GROSS AND EXTREME.

As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed. Please heed all warnings!

That aside, if this is your thing, then read on and enjoy. As always, I read and appreciate all comments, even if I do not necessarily have the time to reply.

Thanks.

Clementina

Part VI

I woke up late the next morning with a minor headache and well over a foot of morning wood that left me wondering if there was any blood left to take care of the rest of my bodily needs. I think my cock was still growing a little from the light phallite.

A letter for her soldier P2 (MFM)

Part 1 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvirjm/a_letter_for_her_soldier_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvirjm/a_letter_for_her_soldier_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

While Brown refreshed his drink and rolled another joint, Archer put away his camera and led me to the double wide lounge beside the pool. I could tell he wanted more than my mouth wrapped around his cock, but he started by bringing his mouth to my tits and cleaning off Brown’s cum; whenever he licked a rope of cum, he came back up to share it with me with a full, long kiss. He slowly made his way down my stomach until he was licking and nipping at my pussy lips. I was on my back, but Archer held my legs up and started tonguing deep into my cunt—I could feel him circling the very edge of my pussy; he would push inward, lapping at the ridges of my cunt and drinking in my juices—it was driving me absolutely wild. By this time, Brown had lit up his joint and was watching us from the other lounge chair—he was naked but was not touching himself at all—just letting his hard cock stand straight up.

A Few Days at Fucktoy School: Chapter II

*(disclaimer: all characters are over 18 and this story is pure fantasy through and through, it describes things at best highly immoral and at worst highly illegal in real life. Please be safe and sane, friends. Life is too short to suffer.)*

I was walking to observe another class when I saw this bitch with this fat bubble butt peaking out underneath her red plaid skirt, swaying and bouncing and getting me just hard, as a fucking steel pole. The halls were almost empty and I could just smell that sweet wet cunt of hers, and my heart started pumping, blood surged in my veins, my muscle tensed, and my dick got so hard, so heavy, as blood rushed to fill it.

“Excuse me,” I called out, and bubble butt bitch turned.

“Oh Sir,” she said, running up to greet me. “What can I do for you?” She said as she bit her lip.

I pulled her to the side of the hallway, I couldn’t help myself, I positively attacked her, I wanted to see those round ass cheeks bounce back and forth on my dick as my student screamed “Yes Sir thank you Sir.” Good girl.

Virgin guy’s rape attempt turns into threesome (fiction)[MFM]

Disclaimer – This is a fictional story. All the events and characters are fictional. The only purpose of this post is entertainment.

I am 24 years old brown guy. Like the desperate virgin I am, I was looking for any woman I could find on dating sites. One fortune day, I matched with this white couple. They both were beautiful. Girlfriend was a size queen, so I stood no chance. But the fact that I was a virgin piqued her interest. She wanted to ride me raw and make me feel her tight, wet pussy.

I chatted with her for a while, discussing what I wanted and trying to learn whatever I can (coz I’m the dumb fuck who has not seen a pussy in real life). Michelle reminded me of my favorite actress, Holly Michaels. She was tall, big tits, and that jaw dropping gorgeous face. To me, it was as if I had hit the jackpot. I’m talking to her almost daily, they both were successful and busy with work. She was not paying much attention to me, eventually, she started to ignore my messages.

Skinny Dipping Leads to Epic Outdoor Group Fuck (28f) [Group]

Is it just me, or is skinny dipping essentially just a very long (and occasionally somewhat self defeating) way of getting around to inviting someone for sex?

I ask because in my adult years – and I use the term *adult* very loosely here, as I technically mean University years and beyond, and while I was a great many things during Uni, I don’t think ‘a mature adult’ would be considered among them – I have indulged in the practice of skinny dipping on precisely three occasions. And each and every one of them have ultimately resulted in sex.

I can’t believe I’m alone here. Let’s be honest, the very notion of skinny dipping is, despite whatever innocuous excuse may be offered at the time, inherently a sexual one. Sure, it’s all played as simply being ‘for fun’, a silly dare or a way to refresh, but ultimately someone is suggesting that everyone take their clothes off in close proximity. Either they’re keen to show off what they’ve been hiding under their own layers, or they’re keen to see someone else stripped bare. Usually, I dare say, both.

I [m] went to my buddies wedding, met a girl [f] and we fucked like animals. (Squirting, Oral, Anal, Creampie)

I went to an old friends wedding in Bermuda last year. I hadn’t seen him in a few years due to him relocating but we stayed in touch. I was excited to get the opportunity to get away. I got a plus one but I had no one to go with so I told him I’d be attending alone.

The time came and I headed to the venue. Got to the hotel and it was beautiful, right on the beach. Wedding was nice and I headed to the reception. I had noticed a girl at the wedding who was absolutely stunning. She had on a pale, purple colored dress that was low cut. It was hot outside so it was relatively thin material. Her tits were amazing. Easily C cup, possibly D. She was tanned, brunette, about 5’8 150ish (?). Not thin but curvy. Very pretty face. Long hair that was done up real nice. She also had a really fat ass. Like really fat. It was plump and tight and I could see that she was in good shape.

Testing out the waters as a new poly couple [FM] [FF]

Hey all, my wife and I just opened our marriage and are trying out the poly life and I thought I’d tell the story of my wife’s first girl/girl interaction.

The reason we decided to try a poly marriage was because, ever since I’ve known her, my wife has expressed a large preference in women. She gets crushes on coworkers and female friends fairly often. So after a few years of talking about it on and off, we decided to go for it. Her first girl of interest would be her coworker, Brook.

Brook was there when my wife(Kayla) started a few months ago. Kayla had been laid off from her old job and ended up working for the manufacturing company I worked at. Once she started, Brook and her became quick friends. I work in a separate department, so I knew who Brook was, but didn’t know her personally. But she was certainly hot. She was about 5’3″, 140lbs (think in all the right places), a cute face, blonde hair, and tits for days. Kayla was an equal match though. Red hair, great ass, 5’4″, best tits I’ve ever had my hands on, and as cute as she is sexy.

[Str8][cuck] I am my mother’s pride: An Asian’s woman journey towards the arms of a white man – Part 3.

Guess what guys? I’ve been so excited about writing this that I banged it out over the weekend. The next part is heavy so I decided to break it up so it’s easier to digest. As of now, part 1 – 5 are mostly a true story with some minor changes. Part 6 will be functional based on unexplored fantasies and discussions within our throupple. Enjoy!

 

Part 1: [Str8][cuck] I am my mother’s pride: An Asian’s woman journey towards the arms of a white man – Part 1.
Part 2:[Str8][cuck] I am my mother’s pride: An Asian’s woman journey towards the arms of a white man – Part 2.
Part 3: You are here.
Part 4: Out tonight.
Part 5: Coming soon
Part 6: Coming soon

 

#Part 3#

**Mike, Steve, Adam.**
It’s been a week since Jared and I ended our relationship and it honestly feels weird to be in one home, with one man all the time. Nevertheless, I have been active on three different dating platforms and it’s been overwhelming. I have not been able to plan anything because I’m getting many messages. James and I came up with a plan to filter it out: after a few introductions we would send out a predrafted message to make them aware of the situation. It went like this:

A letter for her soldier 1

I was inspired by a recent viral post about a woman who found some racy letters from the 40s … Hope you enjoy part 1.

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Hello Thom

I do miss you, dear. I’m so pleased to hear you and the boys are safe and staying strong. When I received your letter last night, I had to write straight away to tell you about my own adventures (I have to report, I blushed at Loews ps. in your last reply—I feel so contented that the boys are enjoying my stories).

As you know, Sam has been deployed—he left just last week. I’ll miss him (his light touch was divine), but I’m being well taken care in his absence—Brown brought Archer by yesterday; I was surprised, Archer didn’t seem the type—small and spindly, but Brown assured me he could keep up.

The sun was still setting when they dropped by, so we sat on the porch for a little while, just chatting— Archer mentioned his dog just had a litter and showed me some photos he had taken on a polaroid. It turns out that Archer is quite the photographer (outside of his little pups)—he actually has his own darkroom! Imagine—such an interesting fellow! I had him take a picture of me that I’ve enclosed, but I’ll tell you about that later.