You jokingly swatted me and promptly disappeared into the laundry room. It was a light slap, barely there, it sent no pain signals to my brain. but it sent signals to my pussy, and it immediately clenched with want. I did what my instincts said to do, prepare myself for more. The countertop felt cool through the thin cotton of my night shirt. My hands, outstretched in front of me, palms down against the stone, legs straight, ass pushed up in offering. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe through the anticipatory butterflies taking flight in my stomach. I hear your footfalls as you return to the kitchen , the snick of the laundry room door, and then silence as you freeze momentarily. You walk up be hind me, and pause. I push my ass back and up in a silent plea, and am rewarded with your hands sliding up my ass cheeks, lifting my shirt as you go . I feel your gaze on my unmarred skin, It had been so very long since you’ve spanked me, and my pussy clenches at the intimate memory. I’m brought back to reality by the feel of your long fingers gliding along my seam, my juices coating you. I moan at the contact and push into your hands harder. Your hand leaves my dampness and slides up my body, settling in the center of my back, pressing down firmly. then, warm stingy tingles bloom as your other hand makes contact with my bottom. “one“, I recite in a breathless small voice, wondering who will crack first, me from pain? Or you with need.
Tag: Straight
Cheated on my GF with her friend [MF]
Real stories from a happily married Wisconsin couple. Some are from Him, and some are from Her. This one is from Him.
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As you can see from my last story about betraying my best friend by playing with his sister and ex-girlfriend, I wasn’t exactly the greatest person when I was young. When I was a freshman in college, I cheated on my girlfriend with one of her best friends, Jenny.
It wasn’t exactly planned. It was early in the fall semester and I was living in the dorms. Jenny lived in a neighboring dorm building, and somehow (I don’t remember exactly) I found myself in her dorm partying. There were a number of people there. I dated my girlfriend for several years at that point, and we all knew each other from high school. My girlfriend went to a different college at the time, so she wasn’t around.
As the night went on, both Jenny and I got increasingly drunk. Soon, the crowd in the dorm became scarce, and I can remember Jenny whispering into my ear that we should go to my dorm room. I lived in a single dorm, so I naturally thought that could only mean one thing.
Having Some Brie, Chapter 10 [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Sister]
[Chapter 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/im8yfw/having_some_brie_chapter_9_fm_incest_brothersister/)
“So. The long-awaited weekend.” Lexi wiggled her eyebrows at us from across the lunch table, and Brie and I both groaned. How was it that she could say something so indecent and yet give nothing away to eavesdroppers? “So are we headed straight back to my place after school, or…?” Her grin was devilish. I began questioning all over again whether she had cameras set up in her guest room.
“Practice,” Brie and I both said at once.
“And then we need to swing back home to pick up some stuff for the weekend anyway,” I added.
Lexi’s eyes lit up. “Ooh, overnight bags! Very cool. You know I have stuff like toiletries stocked, so only bring the ‘essentials.’”
Drew hadn’t said a word, staring distantly out the window. He snorted once at Lexi but otherwise let the conversation pass him by. He was spending time with his mom again, visiting his grandparents in the next town over during the weekend. They were all very close, from all the way back when Drew’s dad walked out on his mom before he was even born. He never talked about it, but I suspected that was part of the reason he felt the way he did about what my dad had done. In just the few months since the divorce, he’d made semi-frequent revenge fantasies for me to consider. Thanks to the revolving door of obsessions he has, each one was planned to be executed uniquely. It made me fear for his own dad if Drew ever got his hands on him.
Met a redditor while upstate [FM] (SUCCESS #Beacon F4M)
Hi! I’m an experienced reddit user, and this past weekend when I was going for a couple of days upstate, I posted in search of some fun while I was there. Thank you universe, reddit really pulled through for me :) <3 We texted a bit beforehand, I sent him a picture of me. I didn’t want to know what he looked like because I like being surprised. And all bodies are fun! <3 We met at a park by the water, he had such a sweet face. For more visuals- I am cute and little, long hair, I don’t shave anywhere not even my legs, I was wearing a short pink skirt and black crop top, no bra, haven’t worn bras in years. He was taller than me, had some grey in his beard which I’m really liking for some reason. We got to know each other a bit, talking about our respective religious backgrounds and journeys. He hadn’t touched me at all yet, so I wasn’t sure what to expect, but we went back to my airbnb. We got settled in my room, he brought some alcohol, that was sweet. He told me that he was sure I would be a catfish and he was surprised that I was real and cute and fun! and I was like I know, I am!
I [F] challenged myself to fuck a different girl every night my husband was out of town [FF] [MF at the end]
Note: So not going to lie, I posted this on another sub recently, so this is sort of a re-post. But I just found this sub and I think this post really belongs here. For those who have already read this, apologies. But hey, I plan to post new content soon!
Anyway, let’s get to the good shit. A couple weeks ago my husband went out of town, meaning I had our place completely to myself. I made it my goal to have a revolving door of people come over to fuck me while he was away. Sorry to disappoint you folks who get off on the cheating thing, but he’s very aware and supportive of my extramarital exploits. However, there is still something about fucking a bunch of people when you are married that feels extra dirty, even if they know. Even more so when you fuck your side pieces in your marital bed.
Back to the revolving door. I am on a lady kick right now, so I organized for a different woman to come over every night my husband would be away, three in all.
“On Good Behavior” (M/F, Roleplay & Costumes, Light Female Domination)
First post on this sub, so I decided to offer up a story I had a lot of fun writing, but is on the short-and-sweet side.
This piece was originally submitted as a response to [this prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/e7m4pc/wp_in_a_novel_new_approach_to_encouraging_good/?utm_source=share&amp;utm_medium=ios_app) over on r/DirtyWritingPrompts.
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“Back in your cell, *Convict*.”
The way she said that word… like it was a proper noun… made Tennessee shiver.
It wasn’t a *bad* shiver, but it did give him pause, and the officer didn’t seem to have any patience for it.
“I said… Back. In. Your. Cell.” She barked at him, cutting each word off. Before he could react, he felt a flat hand between his shoulder blades, and a push forward.
Tennessee stumbled into the cell, catching himself on the wall before he could fall to his knees. There was a metallic creak behind him, followed by a loud bang, and a crunching noise like machine parts moving together.
Tennessee didn’t have time to look back before he felt a hand gripping his shoulder and a shoe budging up between his, nudging his right foot to the side.
“Hands on the wall, just like that.” The cop’s voice spoke behind him. “Legs apart. C’mon. There; that’s good.”
I [F] took my panties off in my professor’s [M] office
It’s back to school season, and things are so chaotic this year, so I wanted to share something naughty from my time as a college student.
I’m a huge nerd and I loved being a teacher’s pet. Not just in the sexual sense. I was always the girl raising her hand to volunteer. Handing out papers, going first on presentations, whatever. I loved participating in classes and debating my teachers. It was fun. Most of the classes we were forced to take were not fun. But for the ones I loved, with the professors I admired and had major crushes on, I gave those classes everything I could.
So many classes I sat through just thinking up scenarios and stories. Lots of fucking. Lots of kissing and sweating and moaning. But only in my head. If only they knew. Don’t worry, I was still a straight-A student.
With one history professor, easily one of my favorite teachers ever, I distinctly remember discussing Asian sex tourism and about how East Asian women were viewed during (and following) military control in those areas by the West. I remember getting more and more aroused as our conversation grew heated. That was the topic of my final paper for that class lol, not something I just randomly brought up to him.
Last Day at School
day of school. Everyone had already left and she was dying to get out. While everyone was celebrating, she was just dying to leave. She was done with this place, she was ready to never see any of these people again.
Well Mr. Richards was okay. She hadn’t seen much of him for a while, but earlier on he had been sort of close with her. Claire used to be the nerdy girl. She didn’t attract much attention back then. She used to actually spend lunches in Mr. Richards classroom doing extra readings. But then this past summer, her body changed. She got a little taller but more importantly, she grew 3 cup sizes. It all happened right before she turned 18. She knew this was late for girls to be going through changes like that but turns out she was a late bloomer. At first she didn’t care, but then a couple of the other girls noticed her in the locker room the first week back. Some of them started talking and it spread that Claire was hiding a huge rack under her baggy clothes.
A present from the model [MF]
“Let me change real quick,” Amanda said as she came in behind me, putting her bag down and hanging her heavy coat on the closet door before ducking into my bathroom.
“Sure.”
I was used to this—it was what she did every time she came over—so I just sat on the couch, scrolling through my phone, enjoying the slightly drunken buzz I currently felt from the glasses of champagne I’d had at the party.
A minute later, Amanda came out in a delightful lace lingerie set, white and dainty against her dark black skin, the gold necklace in the shape of Africa hanging between her small breasts, her brown box braids tied in a ponytail high on the back of her head. She smiled seductively, one hand brushing a couple of stray braids back behind her ear, her skin and makeup perfect from the party.
“How do I look, daddy?” she asked. In her British accent, “daddy” came out as “deddy”—a quirk I found both charming and sexy.
“Sexy,” I acknowledged, smiling back at her as I leaned back on the couch and admired, my phone set down for good.
Sunday fuck, I mean fun day. [MF][29] true story, nsfw.
This is part 2 of my wife and my weekend. (Long)
Saturday she took a huge cock sleeve and loved it. Loved it so much that she was teasing me all day Sunday that she wanted some more sexy time. I asked if she liked having such a big cock in her and she indeed did. And that she wanted it again that night as well. Now in the last night we used up all the cum we had for lube so we would have to use regular lube. She’s fine with that. (She just indulges me in the saved cum thing). So we go about our day my parents were coming for dinner that night and we ran some errands all the while teasing each other about that night and the dicking she’s going to get. She says she wants to try some other position rather than just having her on her back legs up and spread. She really loves doggystyle so I make a note to use that one plus one that I kinda like.