First post here…
Never did I know this was even possible, but my FWB & I had a meet up plan for the weekend just gone.
We live a few hours apart, so only get to see each other about once a month.
We were texting prior to the meetup & I (F41) was telling him (M40) about some of the position & sex acts I’d been reading about in askredditafterdark, which he’s always open to trying.
Anyway, whilst I’m telling my stories, I ask him if he knows how long it takes for him to be ready for another round after cumming. He wasn’t sure the answer, but told me he used to be able to take a 2nd round on without withdrawal from the first round.
I’ve never know this was a thing, and I just laughed it off telling him he’s too old for that now…đ In hindsight, I had to actually tell him how hot that was. Very impressive!!
So, we met up on Friday night & went for maybe 3 rounds between dinner & drinks. Then again in the morning. We just hung out Saturday, very chill, beach, pub etc & went another round before heading out for the night. Now I know alcohol is his kryptonite, so I knew there wouldn’t be any shenanigans that night.
But Sunday morning, with a hangover from hell, we got greasy food & watched a movie, napped etc. Then we headed to bed for a real nap, which just turned straight into sex. We were both side on facing each other, kissing etc, but my lower arm was in the way & I couldn’t get it comfortable or under his neck. So I just rolled him onto his back & climbed aboard.
We had dynamite sex, and when it was over, he still seemed kinda hard inside me.
I was still super sensitive and my body kept low key still pulsing on top, till I realised he WAS super hard still and we just rolled right into round two!!
It was hot as fuck, but he actually lasted less time for round two than round one. Never knew it was even possible, but there you go.
Tag: Straight
Reminiscing about holiday visits with my friend’s mom [MF]
(I have several older posts if you’d like a more thorough backstory on everything, but to sum it up: I had a many-years long sexual relationship with my friend’s mom that started over a decade ago and has sporadically continued until fairly recently, including a couple of meetups with my now wife and Mia (the friend’s mom, and how I’ll refer to her from now on). We haven’t seen each other in a while now, but chat once in a while and usually end up reminiscing a bit about past encounters we’ve shared, which inspired this post!)
The World Cup of shagging [MF]
For the uninitiated, British football fans follow their teams near and far. Itâs quite literally planes, trains and automobiles across the country, Europe and beyond. One of the most exciting parts of following your team is when the pan-European competitions come up. The Champions League and the Europa League. These competitions allow for mini holidays and what usually follows is several days of booze, sex and debauchery. The team you will face, and of course the city you will be visiting is entirely down to UEFA, the football governing bodyâs randomised draw procedure. You could end up with a glamour tie in Milan or Madrid, or you might find yourself in the arsehole of Europe. Sometimes even the occasional warzone. And they say football isnât about life or death⊠itâs more important.
To pass the time on these long and arduous trips across the continent, some of the lads in the group have come up with a juvenile game. The Shagging World Cup. The rules are simple. One point every time you have sex with someone from a different country. No hookers, no escorts, no strippers, you canât buy yourself a World Cup here, this isnât Qatar. And the 4 nations of the UK donât count. You always get one who takes games too far and plays as if their life depends on it. In our group that would be our mate Dave, who seems to be doing record numbers despite never leaving his hometown outside of a football trip. I mean the guy claims to have a point for Burkina Faso!
[F] Made to satisfy his bosses so he could move up the corporate ladder
My first post here!
While browsing through social media today, I saw a post from someone showing off his new expensive car with his newly wed wife in London. I stalked him for next 30 minutes. He is my Husbandâs younger cousin. Youâd think why was I doing that to my brother-in-law (dewar in hindi) (and how bad and filthy I am but no) – thatâs because I am one of the biggest reason he is in London – earning the big money and living a lavish life. He is his late 20s now and got married a year back.
This started Couple of years back – for an office project he had come to Delhi from Mumbai. He was provided company accommodation but would visit us on weekends. He is a good looking tall guy and extremely funny. Young and fit. Couple of times after a few drinks – felt he had tried to flirt with me but nothing had ever happened.
Anyway, my husband was asked by his company to urgently fly to South Africa for a client meeting. He was supposed to fly Saturday evening and like my usual shameless self – I had invited one of my fuck buddy home (kid was at grandparentâs place). It had been many months since my husband had traveled – so the excitement and desperation was at its peak. Him being away allows time to for longer filthier sessions – otherwise its only a few hours.
[Group] I lost a bet to 3 of my male friends.
Yesterday I stopped by a friend’s house to see if she wanted to hit the mall with me. Well she wasn’t there but her brother and 2 other guys were there watching the Ohio State and Maryland football game. I know all of them, Jason, Erick and Philip. I decided I would watch some of the game and wait for Tamara.
It was a good game and I kept telling the guys that Ohio was gonna lose. Jason said ” if you are so confident then let’s make a bet.” I was so sure Maryland would win that I said ” if Maryland wins you each owe me $50. Bucks!” Philip said ” and if Ohio wins I want some pussy!” I was surprised but I couldn’t back down now so I said ” ok it’s a bet” Jason and Erick both said “we want in on that bet” and to prove they were serious they each reached into their wallets and produced 50 bucks. They put the money in an envelope and placed it on the table.
[MF] Never fucked a girl so hard and sheâs my student
Sheâs an undergrad student in my lab and just turned 21. I’m his mentor in the research lab she works in (same University) and I’m 28. Sheâs been staying in my apartment for three days straight and all we did was having sex, cuddling and having more sex. Right now she’s back at her dorm to pack more stuff before coming back tomorrow to spend the rest of her thanksgiving break at my place. Neither of us has families in the US to celebrate the holiday with…
We’ve been flirting in the lab for **months**. But we haven’t had a very intimate relationship until recently. Iâm 5â11 and sheâs only 4â11. Just the thought of dominating over such a petite and pretty thing was enough to keep me going for the past few days. She ended up having bruises from my pounding and spanking and she really likes it. I have bite marks from her on my arm and shoulder. Her voice got hoarse from screaming and moaning. I covered her with cum all over her body including inside her, multiple times. She covered me with her sweat and juice all over as well. We took 3 showers together I think but we kept on fucking, clean or dirty. When we are so tired we will just take a nap and drink a lot of water and come back fucking again. Sometimes we fuck each other while half asleep so it felt like dreaming. The only breaks we took were pretty much ordering food from online and eating. I miss her already.
[F] I got naked at work to win over a new client…and I feel some regret
On Saturday I was called into our Dallas office. We had a huge new client in town from Brazil. I wasnât running point on this pitch, but I was asked to be there because I was in town. As one of the few women in the company, I knew a lot of times this request was due to appearing âdiverseâ.
I was wearing a sparkly black dress that was a bit on the shorter side, but still professional looking. I hadnât had time to do laundry while being on the road so much, so I was getting down to the last choices in options.
We filed into the conference room to get set up. There was a small platform in the back with a few extra chairs. Since it wasnât my pitch I took a seat up on the platform, enjoying the feeling of being over the table. A few minutes later the clients filed in. There was the usual handshaking and we all took our seats.
2nd Day of Christmas: 2 Turtle-Doves. [m/f20s][cheating][69][creampie][cons]
This is my second post. Thank you to everyone who read and provided feedback on my previous one. This one is a bit longer, and if you want to skip ahead, I recommend scrolling down to the *** halfway down.
Outside the Christmas decorations tinge the room in a strange blue light. Laying on my back, I stare up at the ceiling listening to the sound of Callum’s deep and steady breathing beside me. With each exhale I feel the sheets shift. Why ever did I agree to join him and his family for Christmas? We’ve only dating for four months, it’s way too soon to meet someone’s parents. Let alone spend Christmas with them. But Callum insisted it wouldn’t be weird and against my better judgement I caved.
Maybe it was because I would have been alone otherwise; my family are away on a Christmas cruise, and at the time I couldn’t imagine anything worse than being stuck at sea with them all for two weeks. Although now the prospect doesn’t seem so bad. Or maybe it is just because deep down I really like Callum, and even though we haven’t been together for very along I see a future for us together… Or maybe I was simply seduced by the promise of a free meal.
Last night I [F26] had a semi-anonymous foursome, and today I moved to a different city [group]
I still need a bit of time to process what happened last night. It was super hot and slutty and the right amount of bizarre.
Let me set the background. Up until yesterday, I was living and working as a doctor in a village somewhere in Greece. Naturally, the village has a predominantly older population. However, one of the people my age was the owner and bartender of the only bar there, which I frequented sometimes on nights that I wasn’t on call.
After about 5-6 months, one Friday night when the bar had just a couple customers, we got to talking and drinking and flirting, and when by 4 am we were alone, we agreed to close down the place and go to his house. We had quite a bit of fun that night. I don’t remember that much of it, since copious amounts of alcohol had been had, but he was calm and rough and confident and it felt very, very good, especially after a long dry spell.
In the Closet, Chapter 5 [mm] [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Brother] [Gay] [Sissification] [Humiliation]
[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yu8lju/in_the_closet_chapter_4_mm_incest_brotherbrother/)
***ZACH***
I didnât know what was keeping me in bed more: all the beer I drank last night, or all the cum I drank last night. It was a real toss-up. Double whammy, too. Aside from my head throbbing from the noonday sun peeking through the curtains, I also couldnât face anybody ever again, particularly Keith. My drunkenness had unfortunately not erased the memory of his giant cock between my lips, and I pulled my blanket over my head with a groan.
There was a knock at the door, and my stomach lurched, cause ambiguous. After a moment, somebody stepped in, and I was relieved to hear momâs voice.
âZach, sweetie? Itâs already lunchtime, are you getting up soon?â
âSoon,â I mumbled, my voice no doubt muffled to her. Still, she seemed to understand adequately.
âYou werenât home last night after dinner; your father and I couldnât find you anywhere.â She paused before chuckling once. âIâm guessing Keith snuck you out to go drinking with his buddies last night?â