In the Closet, Chapter 4 [mm] [Incest] [Brother/Brother] [Gay] [Sissification] [Humiliation]

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yo1264/in_the_closet_chapter_3_mm_incest_brotherbrother/)

***KEITH***

*Don’t be gay.*

That was the mission for tonight. The fact that I had to remind myself was a notion I’d never have considered a mere week ago, yet here we were. As I approached the corner we’d agreed to meet at, I spotted a cute girl already waiting there with a small white purse. Rocking a black corset top that left her midriff exposed, as well as a pair of low-cut short shorts, she already had me halfway to horny. A flannel shirt was tied around her waist, and I realized I fucking recognized that shirt, which complicated my feelings. Top everything with a sexy pink wig that I’d come to love, and yeah, I had to remind myself that underneath it all was my little brother.

He spotted me, visibly skittish. “Keith?” he stage whispered. He was probably trying to avoid speaking out loud, lest somebody hear a girl speaking with a male voice. I’d have to come up with an excuse for why he couldn’t talk tonight.

“Looks like you made it out okay. Good,” I remarked. “You ready?”

a call from a pregnant friend [M32/F28] [MARRIED] [CHEATING]

So my friend and his wife Rachel are very close friends with myself and my wife. A couple of months back he had to go away for a few days for work, which happens from time to time, and we always keep in touch with Rachel when she’s alone.

This time was no different. We had her over for dinner a couple of nights and checked in on her from time to time. She was over 7 months pregnant so had all the usual struggles an expectant mother would have. She is about 5ft4, average enough weight. Very pretty and a great girl too. Steve had struck gold.

All was as normal as could be until one night, my phone rang. It was Rachel. I answered quickly as she would only really call if something was up. She asked me to come straight over. Naturally I obliged and kissed my wife, telling her I’d let her know if something was wrong.

I drove to their house, about 15 minutes away.

She stood at the door as I walked over to it. Dressed in a pair of grey leggings and a zip hoody, zipped right up. Strange I thought. It looked a bit uncomfortable like that.

[MF] Fun Times with a Barely Legal Vixen- Part 3

Hi everyone. At this point I assume everybody knows who I am and what this is about. If you don’t, I implore that you check out Parts 1 & 2 before reading this part, to get some context.

Keeping it a little short.

TLDR: a detailing of a bunch of fuckfests I had with an 18F vixen I met at and first fooled around with in office.

As I’ve said in my previous posts, every single name I call Lavender in these stories are things that we pre-agreed on.

Also, I won’t be making individual posts for every single day we went to a hotel room to hook up because as exciting as it was for me, it would be boring to you. We just fucked for 9hrs straight, sometimes more, we were naked most of the time, we had a ton of fun and I had my balls drained on the regular by this thirsty cum whore, and I was a happy man.

What I’ll be doing instead is focusing on specific things that happened in specific days that made things extra fun, and I’ll also be talking a bit more about the whatsapp fun we used to have as well.

Poker with Unforeseen Consequences [Group] [Exhibitionist] [Voyeur]

*The full version of the story preview I posted earlier; it’s now also up on Literotica, and can be viewed here:* [*https://literotica.com/s/the-poker-club-1*](https://literotica.com/s/the-poker-club-1)

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In a city I won’t care to name there is a building. Modest, ordinary; it wouldn’t look out of place in any major hub in the world, and you’d walk past it every day without wondering about what was inside. And for the most part what’s inside is, well, ordinary too: offices, storage. But then there’s the top floor, and the top floor is different.

The top floor is the lavish, luxurious home of a very exclusive club. When I say ‘exclusive’, yes, I do mean that the contents of the bar would probably sell for more than the average house, but it’s not just money that makes it prestigious- you have to know the right people. No, not like that, nothing sinister. But it takes a certain type. Adventurous, voyeuristic, good at keeping secrets. Very good at keeping secrets. I couldn’t believe some of the people I saw there, and I doubt you would either, if I was brazen enough to mention their names.

[MF] I fucked my friends aunt at his wedding

This is one of those super cliche stories where you see the hot older women at a wedding when you walk in and never imagine where you would be with her hours later. Now to be fair, I do have a girlfriend who I love very much. I didn’t intend to do anything but shit happens, you get horny and you know how it goes. This woman was also married but was solo for the night but that just makes it hotter imo.

So my friend got married last weekend, it was an awesome time. After the ceremony we all headed over to the reception. When I had first walked in I met up with everyone at my table and I noticed this smoking hot woman walking around. I thought she was maybe 40 but I found out later she was 55 which is a huge turn on for me.

Anyway, the night goes on, we talk and flirt a little bit, but as we get drunker and the music picks up we’re dancing closer and closer to each other. We didn’t make out or grind or anything like that because that would be weird in front of everyone. Probably towards the end just before the music started dying down we made our escape. She whispered into my ear if I wanted to go up to her hotel room and without saying anything I just nodded to the door.

[Fictional][FM][FPOV][Chastity] – Becoming a Keyholder for a Friend Part 2

(This story is completely fictional. I wrote it just for fun so the events and characters in this story are not real.

It seemed people enjoyed the first part of this so I wrote up a follow up!)

**[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ytht5x/fictionalfmfpovchastity_becoming_a_keyholder_for/)**

Me and Owen had set a few rules for his first week in chastity. Nothing too crazy or major since this was a trial week for us both but it still required some criteria in order to facilitate the circumstance. The rules were as followed:

1. Chastity would last from the starting Friday to the next Friday evening.

2. At any point, either of us could end the keyholding if we grew uncomfortable or were not enjoying it, the keys would return to Owen.

3. We would talk every day.

4. Owen could still consume as much lewd and/or pornographic content as he wished throughout the week. Though, he couldn’t seek orgasm through any means.

Playing with myself and showing my pussy to the neighbour [FM]

This is a memory from when I was 19. I don’t really know how old the guy was cause I never asked. All I know is that I will revisit this memory for the rest of my life as I think this is the reason for my voyeur/public sex kink.

We were having summer holidays with my family, three weeks in the south of Italy in a small hotel not far from the beach. We had been there previously a couple of times, but it was the first time having a room all to myself while my parents stayed in a separate one.

The first day, I immediately went to the pool for a swim. I had just bought this tiny caramel bikini with gold specks that didn’t make me feel too self -conscious even though I was incredibly insecure at the time. As usual, I would wait until people were chatting or distracted to get into the water to avoid bringing any attention to myself. My parents came out to the pool later that afternoon and started having a friendly conversation with a beautiful couple who I assumed was in their early 40s (even though the wife looked younger, maybe 36-37 at most) while setting up their beach towels and ordering drinks.

[F] My first visit to an adult bookstore was about as awkward as it could have been when I ran into a familiar face

After the incident with my father walking in on me masturbating we went out to dinner and talked it through so nothing was weird.

After dinner we went to the local bar where I ran into a bunch of friends I hadn’t seen in years. We were hanging out and drinking for a while until I started to feel ready to go home.

Aka I was tipsy.

I also needed to call my husband and check in. I said my farewells and left out the back.

As I sat in my car waiting to sober up a bit more, I was scrolling through Reddit responding to messages. There was one dare that I kept seeing from people: Go to an adult book store.

To be perfectly honest I didn’t fully know what that meant.

Fuck it.

I put it in the good search and AdultMart came up. I headed in that direction.

The building was small and windowless. It had very murder-y vibes. A bunch of cars filled the lot.

You only live once right?

How I made a girl cum so hard she regretted cheating on her boyfriend, after only losing my virginity a few days ago. [MF] (True story)

Look for “:3” to skip intro and backstory.

I’ve been lurking this sub for a while and now finally have something to post! Okay so I know by the title of this post, it seems fake. It seems like I’m posing as an “Alpha Male who is crazy good at sex” in order to get attention. Well you’d be wrong.  This is nowhere near an story about an “alpha male” nor is it one about being super good at sex. Quite the opposite actually. You will get what I mean after. Anyways, enjoy ;)

   So recently, I was on a mission to lose my virginity. I was looking for a girl who wasnt too slutty and just fucks every guy she sees and I wanted her to be as close to my age as I could find. My highschool love life was rough and I wasnt much of a party and clubbing guy. In fact, I was waaayy too scared to approach women in general.

42 [F] British OnlyFans milf moves onto my 21 [M] street! Part 3

Sorry for the delay, now let’s get on with the show!

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2 days have passed, I’m having a lazy day at home and I get a text.

‘Fancy a workout sess today? x’

‘Yeah I’m down, shall I come over after lunch?’, I suggest while feeling my cock enlarge.

‘Cool see you then x ’, she responds

A few hours pass, around 230 and I head on over to her place. Seemed like she was home alone, which I came to know was quite often as her children spend time at their fathers too.

She was in a similar type get up, biker type shorts/leggings and an oversized t shirt.

At the odd time I could see her nipples poke through, but very rarely. Evidently she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Just some normal chit chat, asking about each other and we are off to her outhouse gym in her back garden. It was a real proper nice place, fully spaced out kit, quite large and a full length mirrored wall.