[MF] Handjob from a former coworker with a hurricane on the way

The next year after dating the crazy coworker, I went through my first hurricane… and I got a handjob from a former coworker with Irma just 2 days away.

A month or so prior, I decided to be bold on her birthday. We weren’t close and hadn’t really talked much during our time was coworkers… so of course we didn’t maintain much contact after she quit. But I would “jokingly” hit on her once in awhile while my wife and I were separated. Anyway, for her birthday, I “joked” that I was obliged to send her a dick pic as a gift. Instead of just immediately blocking me, she welcomed the pic and told what she’d do to all 7 inches. We ended up exchanging pics all night. My former coworker was 9 years older than me, but you wouldn’t have known it from the dimly lit full body nude she sent me right off the bat. The picture still drives me crazy… and yes, I still jack off to that too. She was on her back with her legs bent over the edge of the bed. Her big tits looked incredible. I wanted to jump into that image and mount her. Closeups of her tits and pretty MILF pussy followed.

He’s getting there. M F CNC

Most of this story is true and happened only last weekend. I do admit I’ve polished the story and embellished some parts. On mobile. 

He pulled my hair and made me get to my knees in front of him. I smirked at his efforts but played along. We’d talked about my fantasy many times and I was at the point where I didn’t think he’d actually be able to do it. He’d go so far, but the second I resisted strongly, he’d let me go. Rape fantasy isn’t for everyone and my partner was a gentle soul. He had never hurt me and I didn’t believe he ever could, even to pretend! But I’d been nasty lately. I’d been saying how I knew he couldn’t take me. How he lacked the balls to even try. I mocked him. I’d been drinking too much lately too, causing my mouth to run more than usual. I could be a cunt when I wanted. I guess I’d been a bigger one than I knew. 

The Challenge [MFF] [oral] [long]

I was doing nothing – watching TV – in my dorm room. It was after a long day and a long week so I was happy just to have some quiet time, but someone was knocking on my door.

“Who is it?” I yelled without getting up.

“Tressa! Open the door.” Tressa and I had an English Writing class together and we weren’t friends really, she was best friends with my ex, Caitlynn, but things with the ex were amicable and so Tressa and I got along ok in class. But I had no idea why she would come to my dorm room. Despite not wanting visitors right then, Tressa was cute, and even if it shouldn’t, that still counts for something, so I got up to open the door.

Tressa was standing in the hall with another girl from our class, some mousy first-year who I only half recognized. “This is Riley,” Tressa said, “she asked for me help with the paper due next week. She was over and we were talking about a problem she has and thought you might be able to help.” Tressa had a smirk growing that wasn’t quite making it into a smile. She was up to something, was she flirting? But I didn’t know her well enough to want to guess, just to be disappointed later.

[FM] Vacation Surprise

In some countries around the world, universities give their students a week’s break before midterms to study and get ready before the hell starts. However, as with college students and breaks, most of the time given to us was used to party and vacation, and I was no exemption.

I live in a very cold area in North America, and most of us go down south to enjoy the tropical heat and get away from the cold. We had a hotel at this beautiful tropical country, and I was down to party and drink and have fun with my friends, and maybe even hook up with some fellow horny college kids.

Lately though, I’ve been craving something different. I’m getting tired of college boys, frat boys, jock boys, cause most of the boys that I hook up with (and even a fuck buddy I have right now) fit into that mold. So one early morning, while everyone was hungover at their hotel rooms, I was up and awake lounging by the pool when a really hot DILF caught my eye. He was around his mid to late 40’s, stood around 6’2″, was fit and broad in a dad kind of way, with a clean cut business man look but with an unshaved morning stubble that gave him a rugged edge. In short, he was hot.

[MF] Nerdy Girl from Algebra, Part 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f8yv3p/mf_nerdy_girl_from_algebra/)

We walked in silence to her dorm. It wasn’t far across the campus. I didn’t dare speak and piss her off. Not from fear of her, but from fear of her telling me to just straight fuck off. I wanted whatever this was going to be.

This stranger girl’s words, “I want to taste her,” kept rattling around in my brain. I thought of the girl that would be tasted – by all traditional accounts she was more attractive than the girl who held me by the hand. She had bigger breasts, curvier curves, a prettier face, much sexier clothing when she happened to be wearing any…

Yet I had a fucking raging erection for this nerdy girl leading me to a place I couldn’t imagine.

She suddenly broke the silence, “Stay here, do not move. And you better be here when I come back out.”

I did as she said when she disappeared into her building. I stood at the entrance like a good boy.

A few minutes later she returned, wearing a small pink robe, and seemingly nothing else. Obvious bare feet and smooth legs that looked far better than I would have imagined.

Unexpected Visitors

My mother was dating a good guy for once. Benjamin was an actual surgeon with a big beach house. He invited my mother and me to come out the summer after I finished college before I started my first full-time job. Of course, we took him up on the offer.

I went down a day early. I was hoping to find a sexy beach bum and have a little fun while I had the big house to myself. Unfortunately, a storm rolled in before I had time to hit the beach in my tiny bikini. I just ended up staying in alone with Netflix, pizza, and a bottle of wine.

It’s always tough sleeping in a strange bed. It was still storming outside and the ocean wind was rattling the windows. I finally gave up and decided to go back downstairs and watch TV.

When I stepped into the hall I heard multiple voices.

“Are you sure nobody is here?” someone asked. “Whose car was that?”

“It’s cool,” a voice answered. “My old man doesn’t get here until tomorrow. He’s coming down with his girlfriend and her daughter. Maybe the housekeeper had do leave her car. My dad wouldn’t drive a compact.”

Birthday Cruise [Group] [MFMF] [BDSM]

For Emily’s birthday this year, Jacob decided to surprise her with a cruise. They had never been on one together and it was something Emily had been wanting to do since they got married two years ago. They were both young, Jacob 25, and Emily just turning 22. She was in her last year of school and he had graduated with a business degree three years ago. Currently working in marketing for a large international travel agency, he was able to get a hold of two tickets to the Eastern Caribbean at half price.

She was thrilled when she unwrapped them but was a little concerned about the departure date of next week. She didn’t know if she would be able to miss school and work, but she was going to make it happen.

They spent the evening before they left packing. Emily was waiting for clothes to come out of the dryer and was packing other items naked. Even after two years, Jacob always checked her out when she walked past. She was a gorgeous fair skinned girl with dark black hair. She was 5’6″, slender, and confidently carrying natural E cup boobs. As of late, she regularly worked out and was very pleased with her tone figure. The cruise would be a perfect opportunity to show it off to whoever happened to be around.

Short term detention facility I The sentence [Fdom] [Fembots] [Chastity] [Prison] [mind control] [long background].

This is a long story about a man serving a jail sentence in a new kind of prison that is only run by AI and fembots. The AI has authority inside the jailhouse, and uses it in… specific ways. This first chapter is not erotic, but the second chapter, that I will post very soon is directly erotic. For the main character (“you”) it is a long slide down into submission, through mind control and brainwashing.

Comments and constructive criticism is more than welcome!

# Short term detention facility

**Chapter one: the sentence**

You were wrong to do that. Wrong and stupid. And the worst is, you got caught. It seemed so simple. Everybody was doing it, and was getting the dough. It was like a game, like, some sort of gambling where the gambler always wins. So, why not you? Well, you did it, and you felt the thrill of it, and you even got dough, too. But, not that much. Not enough. And then you got caught. You thought you were doing it carefully, but, well, clearly, you weren’t careful enough, and the IRS guys had no humor.

The Bet [MF]

Things in my life have been crazy as of late, but crazy in a good way. My boyfriend proposed to me at San Diego Comic-Con and is now my fiancé. We bought a house and moved from our apartment. We both recently received promotions at work, and we’ve both been crazy busy with work because of it. We both have weekends off now and we spend as much time together as we can. Our sex life is amazing as always. Pete still joins us on occasion, but with all of our schedules, it’s not as often as we’d all like.

My fiancé and his brother are huge MMA fans and love to watch the fights. There was a big pay-per-view coming up and they had made plans to get together at our place to watch it. They had both invited a few friends from work, and it was looking to be a good time. During the week I’d cleaned the house, did the grocery runs to make sure we had all the supplies we’d need for the get-together. I basically did all the things a good wife would do when her husband is hosting a get-together.

[M/F] [inc] [caution] Dr. Daddy Issues. (Part 1)

Lincoln, Montana. A small town with not that much to do. Mostly famous as the site of the Unabomber arrest. Cutting through town, Montana 200, the longest state highway in the US, mostly rural and desolate.

Kaley was born and raised there. Never left. Her dad, he left. He left. Then came back. Then left again. Then came back again. Then left again.
Kaley’s mom had no doubt: if only the kid hadn’t been born, none of it would have happened. But good ol’ Jack, he just couldn’t cum with a condom now could he? And so Kaley happened. And then he left. And Sarah, her hair turned white, and she became old, cranky, and saggy, and alone.

Sarah resented her daughter. Kaley knew it. She resented being born. She resented her mother. And she hated her father. She craved his love. And she hated him. That night, he was meant to pick her up for a fishing trip. And, of course, he didn’t. His new girlfriend had gotten into a car accident or something, and he had to go rescue her.