Superhero Succubus [Femdom][fantasy][superhero][Succubus][BJ]

The smoggy air hung low over the city as The Ruby Avenger looked out at the community he was bound to protect, and the unnatural lights of the buildings in the dark night seemed oddly natural to him. His red suit clung to his muscular physique, the toned curves of his muscles standing out clear and hard against the tight scarlet fabric. His thick red gloves were snug over his masculine hands that rested on his hips, and the cowl over his face framed his square, stubbled jaw.

The Ruby Avenger had been protecting the city of London for years, all criminals and villains cowering in fear of his super strength, speed and graceful flight. Recently, however, a new villain has surfaced, a beautiful vixen from the West that threatened the peace and harmony that The Ruby Avenger had fought so long and hard to obtain for his precious city. He looked down at the abandoned factory at the edge of the city that had sat dormant for years. This is where his informants had told him the Scarlet Succubus had made her home. As he looked down through the skylight and the upper floor windows, dim light flickered and cast eerie shadows through the dark building.

Guest comes to visit [Cheating] [MF] [Cuckold] [First time]

An old high school friend from where I (38F) grew up was visiting my town and posted on Facebook that he needed a place to stay for a few nights after his conference each day.

I hadn’t seen him in 20 years but I told him that we had an extra bedroom and he could stay with my husband and I since we happened to live near the conference center in town. He agreed and went to his conference for the first day and then showed up after dinner at our house.

When he showed up, I was surprised because he looked so different from when we grew up. He was kind of a dork and not really out of shape but definitely not in shape in high school, but now he was pretty good looking and he had gotten really fit.

We caught up for a bit and it was pretty late so we showed him to the guest room. In the middle of the night, my husband was snoring so I got up, and forgetting we had a guest, sorta sleep walked down the hall. I went to the guestroom (that is where I usually relocate in the middle of the night), pulled the covers back to get in bed and about had a heart attack as I realize/remembered my high school friend was sleeping in there!

Almost a Three Way [MF +M]

I scroll through my phone as my friend plays video games next to me on the couch. “Ugh I’m bored,” I say as I move to put my head on his shoulder, before immedietly pulling back. We’re not that close, but he reminds me alot of Daddy so sometimes I forget.

“What the fuck was that?” He said, looking a bit concerned.

“Eh I don’t kno, like I said I’m bored!” I try to pass it off as just a weird thing, but it doesn’t seem to work.

“You can stop hiding now. I know you’re into me because of who I remind you of,” he says calmly.

“The fuck? Yeah, you remind me of him, but I’m NOT into you,” I try to defend myself, but it’s useless.

“Yeah then why have I seen you checking me out? Or telling that coworker you had a sex dream about me?”

“… I didn’t realize you heard that. But I’m not into you, just have a slight desire to fuck you. Not a big deal, happens with alot of people”

Don’t Burn Breakfast (A fundie fantasy) [mf] [punishment] [submission] [masochism]

Hi guys! The following is a story I wrote last night about one of my fantasies involving sort of religious fundamentalist themes. Trigger warning to anyone who has been in abusive relationships.

Additionally, I take commissions, so if you like my writing style or would like another example, feel free to message me. I’m very sexually experienced, open minded, and I have a lot of kinks myself, so you should never worry about judgement for your requests.

Anyway, the story part:
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I woke up about a minute from when my watch would have buzzed with it’s alarm: 5:29 AM. I was so used to being up early that my body automatically woke up at the same time every day on it’s own. There was probably some subconscious anxiety about oversleeping and not getting the morning chores done on time and the resulting consequences as well. I hurriedly hit snooze when it went off, not because I was actually snoozing, but to mitigate the risk of disturbing my husband, Michael, snoring away in the bed next to me. The alarm was almost silent, but I took no chances. A good wife lets her hard-working husband rest as much as possible.

My GF and Her Friend [MFF]

My girlfriend, Jess, had a best friend from high school, Elise, that hung out with us pretty often. Jess and I lived together in a nice enough apartment in an American city and Elise lived about 30 minutes away just outside of the city limits. Often on weekends she would come over to our apartment and we would go out into the city and have a fun night out on the town. Jess and I would serve as her wingmen helping her pick up various boys around the city. One time we even let her use our bed while she hooked up with a complete stranger. I wouldn’t classify Elise as a slut but she was definitely more outgoing than most and I enjoyed our adventures together.

Elise had an incredible body and a cute face. Slim and taller than most girls, she had a cute plump butt that was a product of the yoga classes she went to consistently, and perky B cup boobs. Jess was a head shorter than Elise, slightly wider and had larger C cup boobs. Both girls were attractive and definitely attracted attention whenever they walked into a club or party together. I’ve never seen Elise naked but I’ve seen her in her underwear and bikini enough times to know how much I was attracted to her body.

Another Weekend with Hot Blonde I met on my work trip, this time In Last Vegas [MF]

A follow up to my previous story with Jessica. A couple stories in this one. Our trip to Vegas and her telling me about her past sexual experiences. Since we are all perverts here and want a mental image of her, Jessica is SoCal blonde hot about 34 (don’t remember her age) 5’7” pretty face, perfect D breasts. Not model skinny but definitely not fat. [Jessica](https://imgur.com/a/Y5WRu4X)

After the sex filled weekend with Jessica in San Diego, we kept in touch and were eager to meet up again.

I suggested Vegas. I mean how can you say no to Gambling, lots of alcohol, anonymity, great restaurants and the promise of lots of sex. She was all in.

So we planned to meet up three weeks after my trip to San Diego for a long weekend; Friday night to Monday. Thankfully the first week went by quickly but a few days before time seem to slow to crawl. I was horny and looking forward to eating her out and having sex.

A Price to be Paid [D/s] [spanking] [no sex]

Edited because I forgot numbers. Three- you’re so magical and I’m so sorry I forgot you. Please don’t spank me. I don’t think I can take any more.

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Your eyes are cold and dark, seeing right through me. I open my mouth speak but your eyebrow raises. One tiny gesture, hardly any effort behind it, freezes me in my spot. How do you have this power over me when we’ve not even touched in over a month? I take a deep breath and slowly exhale, steadying myself for what’s to come, a backlog of infractions for which I must be punished. I mistakingly thought you’d forgive them; I mean, it’s not the first time lack of, errr, contact has been the root of my misbehavior.

I am standing by the bed, my feet aching in the heels you commanded me to wear, and nothing else. I expect you to kiss me but from the look on your face, my misbehavior gets top billing. You stand behind me, over me, in spite of my shoes. I feel your breath on my neck when you finally touch me, placing my hands on the edge of the bed, bending slightly at the waist. I turn to look back at you but you snap and point, making it clear I wasn’t to look at you.

Being reassured by my girl[F]riend after being kicked out and the pande[M]ic worsened. [Long]

>*The fucked up part is that, while I can’t swear I’m representing dialogues verbatim, the actions leading up to sex are pretty much what actually happened during this streak of rather odd luck.*

A very naked Olive was using my arm as her pillow. That made getting to my phone a tad difficult.  I managed to grab the pesky device and checked the message. I had it on *Do Not Disturb*, so whatever had come through the filter had to be important.

A text from DJ: “Hey, cousin. Unfortunately, I got not great news.”

I had flown to Olive, and, the moment I got to the Airbnb, airports started canceling flights left and right as the COVID-19 situation exploded. I was risking being stranded not close to home. I needed the distraction, for I had recently moved out of my house, as my once-open marriage was headed straight into divorce. DJ had told me I could stay with him if I helped with minor stuff. “Not great news” sounded like insult *and* injury, to say the very least.

I typed my response: “What’s up? Need help with something?”

Teacher’s Pet: Pt. II

I always view sequels as a risk and so I don’t tend to pursue them, however there was a lot of demand for this, so here we go. I’d recommend checking [Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fflokg/teachers_pet/) out first, and if that hasn’t fulfilled your needs read this. There will be a third and final part shortly.

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*She knelt on the desk before him, her back arched and her ass in the air.*

*He lifted her skirt to reveal the tight, pink lips of her pussy, begging for attention.*

*He grabbed his cock and slid it along the slit. As he pushed he felt the warmth embrace him.*

Mr West woke to the familiar stickiness of cum-soaked boxers. He quietly groaned and looked around the room to make sure the others were still asleep.

It was the annual field trip and he’d drawn the short straw to chaperone. All the male teachers had to bunk in one room, and it was getting a little awkward for Mr West. Wet dreams weren’t something he’d had issues with in the past, but since Ellie had sought his help his dreams seemed to get filthier each night. It was just his luck that he’d wake the room with his dream-fuelled moans.

[FM] Chronicles of a handjob slut – Fast Times with a premature ejaculator

Hey everyone, hope you’ve all been well. Thank you for all the messages and support. This week so far has been tough, hating this virtual working arrangements and being at home is making me EXTREMELY horny. I’m trying to stay active, eating right, exercising and trying to tone my ass so that it really pops in jeans and yoga pants, that type of stuff.

In amongst all this pent up frustration I thought I would write a story about this guy I fooled around with who was a premature ejaculator. For the purposes of this story I will call him Anthony.

So, Anthony was a guy I matched with on tinder and we started chatting. It was clear he was sweet and well mannered and he was pretty cute. We hit it off and talk obviously eventually turned to more sex related and the possibility of meeting up. As always I probed anthony in the following way:

“Do you jerk off alot?”

“Yeah usually.”

“While watching porn? What kind?”

That’s usually an invite to see where their headspace is at. To be honest I can’t remember what Anthony said.