How i [M] understood there was nothing wrong to love sex and have kinks with one of kinkiest [F] i met.

Hello to all,

After a few months exploring the sexual side of reddit, I finally decided to take the plunge and share some of my stories.

Most of them are true, based on real facts, some aspects will be a little embellished in a concern of beauty of the text and excitement.

First of all, a bit of context, if you are horny jump straight after the stars.

I discovered sexuality around 14/15 years old, my body already had cravings but I didn’t really know how to satisfy them. I’m talking about a time without internet and porn to understand how it works.

During a meal at a friend’s house with my parents, I came across an erotic comic book, Justine from Crépax, an adaptation of Sade’s novel. Oh boy, that lit the flame. As soon as I got home, I did my first masturbation and I knew I wanted more.

My parents always had a large library, I started looking for books with explicit sex scenes, and I discovered that they had some erotic novels (Anaïs Nin’s Delta of Venus, some of Sade’s novels and many recent French authors). My sexual exploration took off and I devoured everything within my reach.

29 [F] – what it feels like getting filled with cum.

There’s this moment, just before he comes, that feels like a gear change. There’s a sudden urgency and intensity to his thrusts. The angle changes slightly, the pace increases, and I know we’re mere seconds away from the delicious moment when he comes deep in my cunt. As someone who is a big fan of this, I assumed everyone knew that having someone jizz inside you isn’t just pleasurable from a psychological standpoint: you can feel it too. But recently someone asked me if I could genuinely feel the spunk gushing out, so I figured I’d have a go at describing it. Here’s what it feels like to get pumped full of cum…

Take the first two fingers of your right hand and press them against the pulse point on your left. Can you feel that? The gentle, throbbing movement of blood through your veins? Good. Hold that thought.

The exact question I was asked on this topic went like this: “Can you really feel the cum squirt into you when he has his ‘happy ending’?” Yes. Oh yes. Oh fuck yes.

My[F] husband[M] fucked the living life out of me.

Okay, so this is my first time posting here and perhaps also the last time as because it’s a “once in a life time event” for me.
So to start with, I (28F) was having an affair with my husband’s (29M) boss(45M) for 6 months( but that’s not the story this time). It all started around when he(Boss) came for our house warming party as my husband had invited his co workers. He and the boss also had a good friendly relation outside work too. That’s a long story and is kept for another day. So basically to sum up, my husband introduced his boss to me that night, me being horny as shit, fucked him on our marital bed that same night without my husband knowing about it which led to the saga of the affair of 6 months.

Now eventually, the red flags were visible and my husband caught us together having sex at the parking lot of his(boss) apartment (I made an excuse to visit a friend in the city and my husband tracked my location through snapchat).

The Farmer Friends – Part 3 [MF] Chapter 2 continued

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr2lcj/the_farmer_friends_part_1_sfw_intro_chapter_1/?)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr36pq/the_farmer_friends_part_2_sfw_chapter_2/?)

Chapter 2 continued

She sat next to me and put her hand on my neck. “You are so warm! How do men stay so warm?”

“Oh please, you can have as much as my warmth as you want. Your cold hands feel good.” I took her other hand and not so subtly put it between my thighs. She giggled like a schoolgirl again, and said, “I will take as much as you give me.”

I grabbed a quilt from the back of the couch and threw it over her is she snuggled into me and wiggled her wrist on my solid bulge. Soon after that movie started she was stroking me through my jeans. I ran my fingers through her hair and scratched her scalp to show my appreciation.

After a few minutes, I slouched down, unzipped my jeans, and pulled them to my knees. She swung her legs up onto the couch and put her head in my lap, taking my penis to her mouth and playing with it with her tongue. She held onto the base and moved it around gently like a lollipop, taking slow licks and spinning her tongue around the head. She moaned softly and said, “you taste delicious.” I moaned softly in reply.

The Farmer Friends – Part 2 [SFW] Chapter 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr2lcj/the_farmer_friends_part_1_sfw_intro_chapter_1/?)

Chapter 2

A dog greeted me at the white picket fence barking with great enthusiasm and some menace, and the front porch light turned on.

“Quiet, beast!” I heard a woman’s voice call out. “Can I help you?”

“Hello! Sorry to bother you, my pickup is stuck in the mud just down the road. I was wondering if you have a phone I could use. My cell phone doesn’t work out here.”

“Yeah sure, let me grab Roxy before you open that gate.”

She jogged down the steps of her porch and took hold of her dog’s collar. “Go on inside and I will follow right behind you.”

I nodded, feeling bad that I was causing her trouble so late in the evening and upsetting her dog. I walked up the steps and across the porch, noticing some handmade wooden furniture with artfully cut flowers carved into the backs. I entered the door of the house, letting the wooden screen door shut behind me with a clack. I was standing in a kitchen. The room was lit with a warm yellow light. It smelled like a farm house should smell like, with lingering traces of fresh baked bran muffins and the light earthy smell of a very old building.

The gentleman.

My phone had been buzzing intermittently for a few days, little wants and teases sent through whenever they came to your mind,
Gently building a sexual tension.

I was home from work late exhausted just passing out to awake with just one message on my screen:

“So I know you can be a real gentleman, are you ever able to be less gentlemanly?”

Opening the message I feel a stirring in me when a photo of your beautiful form comes through showing me that you knew I was now awake.

“Just something for you to think about until you see me tonight X”

All day my mind wandered back to the you and that message, your pale skin, your wants.
Eventually I could think of nothing else.

The day dragged until it was time to head to you, the drive over feeling longer than other times, my mind solely on you.

Buzzed in to your apartment I head up, your door left ajar.
Stepping in I call out hello, Your response coming from your dressing area, come on up.

Diary of a sex-addicted waitress: pt. 1 “The Diner Deepthroat”. (F/M, series, risky/public)

I work as a waitress.

A lot of people have asked me why I chose to follow this “line of work” if you can even call it that. I always answer with “I like to meet new people and make friends!” or “I guess I’m just a people person” and while that isn’t far from the truth, I really just do it for the opportunity to get close to all sorts of people, and then fuck them.

Now, before you say anything about how that’s unrealistic or some bullshit like that, I’ll have you know that there’s people out there who kill strangers for fun; why is it so hard to believe that I like to fuck strangers for fun? Nevertheless, what’s important is that I am here to tell you a story about how I once bit off a little more than I could chew, or rather, suck.

Chasing The Horizon #1 (M/F)

The day began easy enough with its normal routine… her favorite part of the morning is the quiet time she has to get ready whilst she thinks about him wondering if he will find her attire pleasing today. She fluctuates between prim and proper in skirts and dresses, and casual dress in jeans, boots, and a variety of tops. Her desire to please him hinges on hearing those two wonderful words, “good girl.” Her heart flutters with glee when he utters those tantalizing words that bring a warm smile to his face that reflect the true feelings in his heart. Her momma once told her, “never trust a person that doesn’t smile with their eyes.” So, she waits for just that moment when his smile creases at the crow’s feet of his eyes, and then she knows he is truly and sincerely pleased with her.

[mf] Lots of firsts for my girlfriend (22F) and I (22M)

Long time lurker, and I just had a night that I think is hot enough for this sub ?

Some emotional preamble for anyone that wants it, my lady love and I met each other not too long ago, in the grand scheme of things. We met almost three months ago now, and there hasn’t been a single day since where we haven’t talked for hours on end. I truly love her, as she loves me. But you’re not here for sap, we all know that.

My dearest is a 5’4″ Caribbean beauty, with rich brown eyes, black hair gentle as clouds, skin soft as silk, and the sexiest body I have ever seen, with the loveliest curves in all the right places. I’m a strong 6’2″ white man on the heavier side, who thanks his lucky stars every night that she finds me hot as hell.

She originally came over here tonight just for a movie and dinner, but you’re reading this, so things didn’t quite go to plan. Our night derailed in the best of ways when we settled down to cuddle for the movie. We both feel comfortable around the other, and have very clearly communicated limits for our intimacy, so The Light of My Life and I were nude together for the first time tonight, to feel as much as we could of each other.

Sweaty Cheeks. (Secret [F] Teen (19) findom of older married man, very large ass worship, humiliation and degrading, long)

It’s a Friday night and my wife and girls are away at some London event they’ve been talking about for a few weeks. My wife, Sarah has left me with a note as I was deep in a phone conversation when they left. The note reads ‘Have a nice peaceful weekend to yourself darling! See you on Sunday evening xxx’. 

Reading the note I grin to myself, opening Instagram on my phone to enjoy an evening of morally questionable ‘entertainment’. To put it bluntly, jerking it to internet girls. Scrolling through the reams of images and risque photos on my secret account, I notice a suggested subscription, Helga, a fitness influencer from Sweden. I press it lazily, not expecting much given her relatively normal profile photo. The sight that greets my eyes is a short and cute, positive, gym-bunny type girl with long brown hair to her chest and then I see it, a preposterous ass. This ass, my god.