I [F][26] got drunk and Exposed myself on the beach

So, this happened around 4 years ago when I was invited to be the maid of honor at my best friend’s wedding. They had their wedding at a resort, around five hours drive from where I live by the beach. Following the wedding, they had planned to do a van trip, just the two of them, for a few days. Since I had taken the entire week off, I decided to stay a few days more at the resort, enjoy the local clubs and have some fun by myself.

The day following the wedding I was quite hangover and spent the day by myself. However, the day after I decided to take a trip around town. The place was extremely small, cut off from the mainland few a few pubs. The beaches however, the beaches looked amazing. White sandy beaches that seemed to stretch for ever. Note to myself, I need to come back to catch some sun.

Later that day I decided to visit few of clubs. Now my wardrobe is full of modest clothes, with dresses that go down past my knees. Although I have a quite average looking body, I am very shy to show it off.

[M]y [F]iance’s birthday

My fiance’s birthday happens to be on new year’s day so for new year’s eve myself and my fiance go out and drink to celebrate her impending birthday. She had a lot to drink and had been talking all night about how she was going to ride me, when we got home (at 3AM) she lay on our bed and asked for a hand to take her pants off so I obliged. I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and whilst sliding them down her thighs I noticed that she had put on a purple lace G-string before we left the house. As I saw this I slid the G-string to the side said happy birthday and began to eat her pussy. After a few moments I roughly pushed two fingers in while my tongue worked her clit, I kept going getting more and more rough as she kept getting louder and louder.

My [19M] best friend [19F] taught me how to make a girl cum, when she came to sleepover at my house. (FINALE) [Wholesome][First Time]

**Part 1:**

**https://www.reddit.com/user/lewdwholesome/comments/kmdmw9/my_19m_best_friend_19f_taught_me_how_to_make_a/**

**Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/user/lewdwholesome/comments/kl5254/my_19m_best_friend_19f_taught_me_how_to_make_a/**

**Part 3:** **https://www.reddit.com/user/lewdwholesome/comments/kmdrml/my_19m_best_friend_19f_taught_me_how_to_make_a/**

**Cementing thoughts**

Given that she was already wearing her swimsuit, we headed straight to the swimming pool once we had arrived. We laid our towels next to each other on the grass, as to give us more space to sit. I sat on one of the edges with my legs crossed and she laid down with her head on my lap facing up, towards me.

“Each moment since yesterday has felt very… ethereal. It’s hard to believe all the things that have happened since you arrived. It was beyond every expectation I could grasp, that anything could lead to this, and yet, here we are. But I must ask you, was this ultimately your intention when you decided to come here?”, I asked her.

My [M][19] best friend [F][19] taught me how to make a girl cum, when she came to sleepover at my house. (FINALE)

** **Parts 1, 2 & 3 in the comments** **

**Cementing thoughts**

Given that she was already wearing her swimsuit, we headed straight to the swimming pool once we had arrived. We laid our towels next to each other on the grass, as to give us more space to sit. I sat on one of the edges with my legs crossed and she laid down with her head on my lap facing up, towards me.

“Each moment since yesterday has felt very… ethereal. It’s hard to believe all the things that have happened since you arrived. It was beyond every expectation I could grasp, that anything could lead to this, and yet, here we are. But I must ask you, was this ultimately your intention when you decided to come here?”, I asked her.

She wasn’t lying, the tightest girl I have ever come across [MF]

A little over a year ago I (M23) matched (Emma, 22) on tinder and hit it off, adding each other on Snapchat after a while. We continued to chat and agreed to meet up next week when we were both free. Emma was an open book, for the next week leading up to the date she was open about absolutely everything. Even when our conversation turned a little sexual, asking about what the other liked and so on, she didn’t shy away and told me more than I expected.

One night the conversation turned into light sexting. I was teasing her and I said something about making sure she cums before I do. To which she says that no guy has ever made her cum before. I didn’t believe this at all to begin with, she explained how it takes a lot for her to cum anyway and she usually gets close but has to take over to actually reach an orgasm.

My [F]irst Affair – I Let Her Change in [M]y Office

Regular readers will remember the last story where my high school crush had stopped by my house after brunch with friends, and had asked to change from her ‘old lady’ clothes from the formal restaurant they’d gone to, into something more comfortable, presumably sexier. And that she had hinted that it would be too bad that I couldn’t watch her change, and that I’d set up a camcorder that she could turn on if she did indeed want me to watch later.

We’d had our little adventure in the park, complete with police-officer-interruptus, and when she said good-bye, she reminded me to not forget the camcorder I’d locked in my desk when we left.

After she was gone, the family was around, and there wasn’t any chance at privacy the rest of the day, or into the evening. I didn’t know if she vocalized anything, but I wanted to be able to have the sound on, just in case. With my office right next to the kitchen, I couldn’t risk viewing until the house was empty.

Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 3) (MF) (Wholesome)

This is part 3 of my “Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch” series, I will keep writing these as long as there is a continued interest. All feedback is greatly appreciated as I am still very new to this. Previous parts are listed below.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/klkdkn/meeting_caitlyn_for_lunch_part_1_wholesome/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kmw6tl/meeting_caitlyn_for_lunch_part_2_wholesome/)

# Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 3)

Caitlyn and I slowly caught our breaths. My back was throbbing with every beat of my heart. I could feel a small drip of warm liquid running down my back; she had drawn blood when she ran her nails into me.

She pulled her forehead off mine and looked me in the eyes. I could see some dampness in them, there were tears starting to well. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for that to happen.” Her voice was hitching, and she was on the verge of crying. “I couldn’t help myself; I’ve just wanted to do that with you for so long.” Her voice broke and tears started to fall from her eyes as she finished her sentence.

Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 1) (MF) (Wholesome)

Please keep in mind that this is my first time ever attempting to write something like this, I’m not even any type of writer to begin with. All feedback is greatly appreciated, you can be brutally honest!

# Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 1)

I made plans with Caitlyn the night before, I was going to pick her up to go to lunch at noon. We haven’t seen each other since high school, she graduated earlier this year and I graduated last year. She and I were really good friends in High School, and we had kept very good contact since we each went our separate ways. She had gone away to college in the fall, and I had been at home working and going to community college. Despite this, we text almost every day and had the occasional FaceTime call. I think we both had stupid crushes on each other at some point in school, but the timing was never right for either of us.

Our True Names [Part 2] [MF] [Slow Burn]

[Part 2: The Mermaid]

The house was noisy, as always. My mother was making one of her many long-distance calls to Iran, eager to hear the gossip from our relatives who still lived there. My father had come back from work and had quickly shut himself in his study, eager to block out my mother’s incessant chatter. I took off my boots, shaking the snow off the soles. I hung up my dark green wool coat, wrapping my cream-colored scarf around the hook. I closed the closet door and began to go upstairs before I remembered *him*. I quickly retrieved the business card and went up to my room. I closed my bedroom door and placed the card in the lowest drawer of my jewelry box. How long had the card lived inside his wallet before finding its final resting place in my jewelry box, surrounded by my favorite rings and earrings? It looked strange. And perhaps a bit silly. I closed the drawer and began to peel off my clothes. It had been *such* a long day. I had done poorly on a Chemistry quiz. I had to write up an essay that I had procrastinated for far too long. And then of course, there was also the enigma I had met in the subway. I pulled my thick dusty pink sweater over my head, shivering as the cool air touched my skin, my nipples hardening almost painfully. I rubbed my breasts through my bra, relieving some of the soreness, before pulling my socks and leggings off together. I wrapped a towel around my body and quickly walked across the hallway into the bathroom.

Being a [F] 39 stupid needy slut on an airport ride meant good revenge from a rude guy [M] 19 [MF]

This isnt story, but what happened.

This goes back a while when I was 39 and lived in a different city – we had a few family friends there from my husband’s office. There was one family we socialized with who had a son aged 18/19 – just entering college who was very muscular and fit and had a lot of attention from girls. His mother (Priya) had confessed to me once about the unwanted attention from girls in his school (calls/visits etc.) was a major source of worry for her. Let me call him Rocky. So Rocky was a guy who was a typical iron pumping man – was majorly into fitness and sports, played many school team sports etc. Very energetic and in many ways dumb and rude. I am not sure how he treated his girls and other friends, but he was always making fun of his older sister, and was always on the boundary of being disrespectful to elders in social situations etc. Maybe his popularity had gone to his head, maybe he was very young and immature, or maybe that persona itself helped him develop appeal in girls. I will never know.