The next time I saw Charlie his hair was still long and messy, but he had shaved, and on the whole he looked a lot more like I remembered him from our days in class together. We had met in a small, moody basement bar in Hoxton (let’s call it…I don’t know…Sadness Remembers?), and we were chatting with all the ease and tact of two people who are so certain that the evening will end with them fucking that, in making plans, in meeting and, thus far, in the evening itself, neither of them has felt the need to mention it. It was quite the feat, really, since virtually the last thing I remembered saying to Charlie was asking him to fuck me in the arse.
Tag: Straight
The Heatwave Part 2 – Burning Up [FMMMMMM | Cheating | Gang Bang | Creampie | Submission]
**Check out Part 1** [**here**](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hw5jpk/heatwave_mf_cheating_xpost_from_reroticliterature/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)
The last two weeks had gone by as a blur for Misty. Since that fateful day where Jason had come by to do electrical work; and her subsequent domination, her days have been filled with a mixture of anxiety and pure arousal. True to his word, Jason did call Misty the day after they first met, and she obediently went to his apartment. He used her as a toy for several hours, and once they were done she was sent on her way.
That wasn’t the only time they’ve met since, while her husband Taylor has been working additional hours late into the evening, Misty had gone out and met Jason in dark parking lots, dingy public bathrooms, and even to job sites he was working and gave him oral in the back of his van. Throughout her neighbourhood Misty was known as the perfect wife, being married for fifteen years and being outgoing within the community; nobody would have guessed she was living a double life as the personal sex slave to a muscular young man in his twenties, dominating her on almost a nightly basis.
How Things Change – Chapter 1 [Incest] [M/S] [M/F]
*This story is a work of fiction. All characters are 18+*
*It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything, so any feedback would be greatly appreciated. My goal with this story was to try and include some emotional conflict alongside the sexy stuff in an attempt to add a bit of realism (but not too much). I’ve also attempted a bit of organic build up. Any feedback regarding these points would be wonderful. That said, let’s get to the tale:*
The period following graduation is always a strange time. One quickly becomes accustomed to living away from home, and the freedom that comes with it. You can do what you want, eat what you want, go to sleep when you want. Moving away from all of that and back into your parent’s home can be jarring. Suddenly you find yourself in a position where you can be told what to do. This is exactly what happened to me, and I found the process incredibly frustrating.
Yet it is not this sudden loss of freedom that caused this time in my life to be so strange. Instead, it only acted as a catalyst. A catalyst that would bring me and my mother closer in new and unexpected ways.
Chapter 2 : being Amanda’s bitch
Being Amanda’s Bitch.
As I sat there, slumped back in the leather car seat, my body shuddering in post orgasm shudders, turning my head lazily to the right I noticed Amanda staring at me her head cocked to one side, a wicked smile playing across her lips.
“You’re not done already baby, are you?” Amanda’s velvety voice cut through the silence. Her golden hair falling in front of her face, I could just about make out that smile dancing across her lips, as she reached across and started to fondle my balls. They were still slick with my seamen and Amanda’s saliva.
“N…. Not done in the slightest “ I mumbled back. My body starting to twist and writhe under her grasp.
“That feels amazing!” I moaned.
As my cock began to rise, I leaned forward so my lips could meet Amanda’s, I slipped my tongue between hers, as our mouths came together in a flurry of passion, my hands were exploring Amanda’s body, I pulled her closer grabbing her by her ass, I began to make Amanda pur in pleasure as I began to kiss and nibble upon her long tanned neck. My hands were ripping her micro mini skirt open at it’s clasp before I pulled it down around her ankles and off, over her feet. I traced my fingers around the strong muscles of her thighs, my mouth kissing and nibbling further down Amanda’s body, paying extra special attention to her belly button and hips, drawing out my oral pathway was making Amanda hot as she moaned every time my lips hit skin. Amanda’s strong hand was rubbing my head, combing her fingers through my hair, she gently pressed my head down lower until the tip of her thick circumcised cock was pressing against my lips. As the warmth of my lips began to touch it, the head of her cock dribbled a little precum, just enough to lubricate my lips for the head of her big, thick, cock to slip between. With a flick of her hips Amanda pushed her swollen member deep inside my mouth, the head exploring, pushing down past my tongue, deep into my throat until Amanda’s smooth balls were resting upon my chin. Her finely manicured nails clasped tightly behind my head so she could start to throat fuck me. Slowly at first her she picked up an almost hypnotic rhythm to her movement’s, the speed picking up every time her cock hit the back of my neck.
“Oh baby.. Oh swallow my cock young man.” Amanda moaned her belly slapping against my face, her cock and thighs slick with my saliva, it felt incredible to be this goddess’s fuck toy.
[Group][MF] Had an unexpected somewhat orgy with former college classmates
Long post. My (25M) English and grammar are not the best so sorry for any errors. This happened last week Friday and the decisions made were definitely not the best. All the names have been changed and since none of them use Reddit I thought I’d post here because I just had to share this crazy story. For a bit of background, I live in South Africa and in my experience (I’m black btw), people are not too open about sex here as it is, let alone group sex. The idea of it was just a fantasy I had had and was sure would never come to fruition. My classmates and I were closer than normal and were somewhat friends but not really. As far as I know, none of us had been sexual with each other the entire time we were in university/college. The group was me and 3 other guys and 4 girls and most of us had not seen each other since graduation.
A Helping Hand PT.1
I have known Daisy since college, we were on the same course together, instantly becoming great friends after discovering having the same interests in gaming and movies. We had a great time hanging out together, although I had a crush on her nothing ever happened between us. Later on she met her BF Mark, after college she moved away to be closer to his family and they had a child together. Unfortunately for her it turned out Mark was a totally jerk, left her with a new born baby, and stuck in town away from her friends and family.
We managed to stay in touch and play online games when time permitted. During one of our gaming sessions I mentioned that it was getting to the end of the year, complaining I hadn’t taken any time off work that year as I never seem to find the time. She immediately replied that I should go visit her, I initially resisted because I didn’t want to burden her but she complained that with the holidays coming she had lots of work to do as well as DIY jobs around the house so if I babysat and do a few jobs it would really help her out. This was acceptable so booked a few weeks off work, packed a bag and drove up to her place.
Unexpected Admirer (Part Two) (Grant’s POV) [Exhibitionism]
I opened the door, and walked in on Hannah dancing in her red lingerie to ‘Talking Body’. As much as I loved watching her dance, I had to close the door. She stopped and stared at me wide eyed.
“Hi, sweetie. You’re here early.”
“Mick cancelled the party.” I said.
“Well, maybe we can have our own party.”
“What do you mean?”
Hannah slowly walked over here and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her back. She grabbed my green t-shirt and pressed her curvy body against me. We both parted our lips, deepening our kiss.
My cock was throbbing. Oh God. I picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. She broke our kiss, breathing heavily.
“Do you want to stay out here, or take this to the bedroom?” I asked.
Hannah bit her lip. “Out here…”
I walked to the purple sofa, and put her down. She gazed lustfully up at me as I stripped down to my blue boxer briefs. I sat down in between her legs. She moaned when I kissed her neck, and took off her bra.
I’m [f] Dating my platoon leader, Part 4…masturbating for sir
Thank you all so much for the positive feedback I’ve been getting! I read all of your messages and you guys are truly the best! This one is a little shorter as I’m pretty tired from work today, but it’s another one of our firsts together…without further ado…masturbating for sir(; ♡Avery
Matt and I had been dating for a few weeks at this point (since the end of post #3), and we were getting a lot more comfortable together. Dating was definitely working out, and due to the circumstances of us not officially being allowed to be together, we spent most of our time at his house. I had a spare uniform there in case I spent the night, and we were learning more and more about each other’s fantasies. One that Matt brought up was the fact that he wondered what I did with myself when I was horny on the nights I stayed in barracks.
I decided this evening that I’d give him a show. We went up to his bedroom and I told him to sit in the corner and just watch. No touching, no interrupting. I put on a set of PTs and told him to imagine that I came back to my room after our morning workout and was so turned on by him that I needed to handle things before work.
When it starts getting hot
Hey Guys! First time writing anything… ever. Please excuse the typos and let me know if you guys would be interested in the next few parts.
“When it starts getting hot.”
Summer again. I hate it, I think it myself. “Every fucking year” I muttered, I hated how hot and sticky the summer got, the humidity was brutal. Coming from the Middle East has its perks, but the heat was definitely not one of them.
Gavelstock Manor
Their caravan had split from the main highway 45 minutes ago, and each new road had less pavement and more rocks. They had slowed to a crawl, but were still making good time – they’d make it to the rental before the sun was down, and would be able to enjoy a swim at the lake. Xtel was in the back of a six seater van with a man she didn’t really know other than it was, in fact, his rental, asleep in the corner hugging his duffel bag having come straight from a ‘night shoot’. Driving was their mutual friend Dexter, who was gabbing up a storm with Becky in shotgun.
Watching with side eyed pride, Xtel watched her girl spend the four hour trip feeling out Dexter the way a lioness stalked it’s prey – it was her M.O. Becky and Xtel were best friends since they dormed together in college, roommates for 4 more after that, and sworn-to-secrecy partners in exploring each other in the bicurious phase. She knew ALL her tricks. Their love was deep and intimate but beyond that now, so there was no jealousy in watching Becky use her words to savor the man driving her. Enthusiastically, she found out about Dexter’s connections with the man in the back seat and how he was able to score an impossibly balling lakeside ‘rental’…as well as if he was single, physical, friendly, and hot-to-trot.