The kinksters in town are hosting a masked party, and although it’s really not something you want to do, it’s something I’ve been dying to go to. I’ve been doing so well with our lessons, and I’ve been such a patient and obedient little slave that you’ve decided to oblige and take me.
Tag: Straight
First Time Author
*So I wrote this story. I can’t really say what inspired me to write it. I’ve never been into this kind of thing before but I just had the idea one day and it sat in the back of my head until I wrote it out. I know almost nothing of the erotica genre and even less about this particular sub genre. I welcome constructive criticism but please be gentle. I sincerely hope someone is able to derive some kind of enjoyment from it.*
A small column of smoke rose from the car sized crater as the man approached it. The crash of whatever had created it had woken him from a deep sleep. It was less than a two minute walk from his house, the only house for several miles. It was likely that no one had heard or seen the object as it crashed to Earth.
Slowly his eyes crested the edge of the crater and he peered into it. A large boulder lay split open in the bottom of the crater, smoldering on the outside and seemingly hollow on the inside. The inside of the two halves appeared glossy, as if covered in some kind of film.
A Wife Grants Her Husband’s Birthday Wish (Part 5)
This is the 5th Part in the story I’ve been working on. Enjoy. Previous Parts are linked below.
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/auegw8/1st_story_a_wife_grants_her_husbands_wish_for_his/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/auh5kx/1st_story_a_wife_grants_her_husbands_birthday/)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/auiszn/1st_story_a_wife_grants_her_husbands_birthday/)
[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/avfxkp/a_wife_grants_her_husbands_birthday_wish_part_1/)
The rest of the week was a blur. We had passionate sex maybe twice after that day and the rest was her saving our energy for the night that would be arriving that weekend.
She sent Greg the few pics that she took of us having sex after meeting him later on that night. Her message with the picture said,
“IMAGINE ME RIDING YOU JUST LIKE THIS. CAN YOU HANDLE ALL OF THIS GREG?”
It didn’t take him long to give us the reply we were looking for.
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!! I HAVE BEEN WANTING NOTHING ELSE BUT YOU SINCE YOU LEFT ME!” he texted her back.
“Good be ready Saturday night, 10 PM. I’ll tell you where to meet us at on saturday around 9 PM.” she said. “And remember if you aren’t on time and with your results in hand, you won’t be getting any of this sweet black pussy you’ve been craving.”
[FM] I lured a 39 year-old virgin from another country so I could take his virginity at a sex club… on his birthday
His side of the story is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/VirginityExchange/comments/avlrbw/39_m4f_seattletoronto_successgo_big_or_go_home/)
What happens when you take the following:
– Sex at a sex club in Toronto
– A Redditor who flew in from Seattle to meet me
– Said Redditor was 39M and a virgin
– I stayed at his hotel with him two nights in a row
– We had tons of fun, great chemistry and great sex
Each one of these things may or may not be exceptional in and of themselves. But for them to happen all together at once? I dunno if I’d believe it either.
The story begins when I saw his r/VirginityExchange [post](https://www.reddit.com/r/VirginityExchange/comments/9r346z/38_m4f_seattle_area_wa_i_guess_ive_got_nothing_to/) in November. (I’ll call him Lewis, and myself, Nico.) Every now and again I’ll go and see who’s there – I was also a late bloomer, struggled with sexuality and the concept of virginity (psst… it’s a bullshit social construct), so, I sympathize. I really liked his post – it was funny, had personality and soul, and I felt like I got a good sense of him (that initial impression stayed consistent throughout our PMs, texts, video chats and eventual meet up). What the heck, I thought, I’ll just message him. I said something like, “You sound awesome. Thanks for the laughs. Too bad we’re not in the same city. If you’re ever in Toronto, PM me. I’d love to create a great sex-positive experience with you.” And with that, began our correspondence. I really didn’t think anything would happen. He was a five-hour flight away!
First meetings. [MF] [Cheat] [D/S] [Span] [Public] [Car]
The dark night sky was pierced by the lights of this small city. Carr headlights, streetlights, random businesses opened in this late winter evening.
Zack drove nervously towards the mall. Just moments before he said goodbye to his wife. “I’m going to the movies with some friends from work, I’ll see you later tonight!” he had said cheerily. She had seemingly barely noticed, but said “Bye” as he headed out the door.
Now he was alone. Headed towards the mall. He slowed in traffic, stopping at a traffic light. He fumbled his phone, checking the last few messages.
>See you at 7? Near the theater?
>Yes! I can’t wait!
> :)
His heart skipped a nervous beat, he was jittery from both excitement and horror. The light turned green.
He arrived, walking in on the upper level of the mall. Just through the doors and to the left, is the theater. An AMC that would be packed if it were the weekend… It was not. It’s a Tuesday night. Approximately 6:53pm.
*What if she’s not here? What if she got cold feet? What if she changes her mind? What if – – – *
A Three Domme Night[fmff][sissification][foot worship][femdom]
I woke up in a thick mental haze. My temples were throbbing and my eyes were slowly adjusting to the dim light. I immediately felt the cold, hard floor beneath me, and the piercing steal of the metal handcuffs that constricted around my wrists. I blinked a few times and looked around the small, unfamiliar room that I found myself in.
It was a normal dorm room with small, single bed in one corner and a cheap wooden desk in another. The walls were beige and the laminate flooring was a light brown. The decor was fairly feminine and I didn’t recognize any of the family pictures that adorned the walls. The bed was covered in a purple bedspread and faux fur pillows. The sheer pink curtains were drawn and thick blinds covered the window.
There was, however, something familiar in the room. Three things, actually, three women.
Working Hard for a Raise [FFFM] [spanking]
Working Hard for a Raise
*this is of course a work of fiction and fantasy. Any reluctance is part of the fantasy and not meant to represent a real situation.*
I’ve just returned home from work. Finally. I shower, enjoying the hot, delicious water and my luxurious organic soap. I get out of the shower and check my phone.
Oh God. A text from my boss. She can’t make me come in tomorrow. I need at least one weekend to myself here and there. Instead, I’m pleasantly surprised to see an invite to a gathering at her house tonight. I’m pretty tired but I know it’s important to accept these kinds of invitations. I text her back, “I’ll be there! Thanks for the invite.” Then I go into my room. I wear a bodysuit as underwear beneath a black tee-shirt dress and add a dangly necklace. I figure it walks the line of casual but sophisticated very well, and the lacy bodysuit underneath gives me a smooth silhouette. I’m ready to go.
[M] I went to a glory hole (Part 1 – Prologue) – how it all started
So, just to get it right before the story begins.
I’m a straight guy who is pretty much into this sissy/cd thing lately.
I always was curious of how cum tastes like, so I decied to taste my own. I gathered my courage and drank a huge load from a shot glass. It was horrible. But I still wanted to try other things like crossdressing and anal play.
I stole a thong from my mother and tried how it feels like. It was awesome, so I stole another one with a bra. I made some pics from myself and than I jerked off to these pictures. I got so horny seeing myself like this. I shared some of these pictures on reddit and I will share some more in the future.
Crossdressing was awesome, so insted of stroking my dick I started to dress up and play with myself like a girl. When I’m in my girl clothes I call my dick “clitty” and I’m rubbing it with my fingers under my panties.
[MM]My first time with another man
Well, it was shortly after I broke up with my first ever girlfriend. I was 22, eager and adventurous and always a bit into men. I never knew what exactly it was, I wasn’t into male on male blowjobs or into anything romantic with them. But as I am more of a boyish guy, with little self-confidence when it comes to being dominant and manly, I always adored looking at strong males. Alpha types, muscular, self-confident, knowing what they want. I also always loved cocks.
So, after some struggles I finally convinced myself to go on Tinder and put my search for males only. It went as I thought, when I wasn’t horny I wasn’t that much into your average guy, until I found him. The perfect one. He was so very attractive, swiss guy, brown to blackish, tall and super fit. I couldn’t believe what happened when I saw him, as he turned me on. I swiped right and couldn’t believe it again when I saw that we matched up. Well, there you go, first gay match.
“Access” (A short story: interpretations appreciated)
Serious interpretations welcomed to help ensure clarity of theme: What is it that the woman is wanting most?
“Access”
She watched as her own shaking hand turned the key, unlocking the door that led to him. She willed the trembling to stop. He would hate it, after all, if he sensed her desire too soon. If he saw her need. So, as she always did while with him, she pushed it down. For the moment, at least. She stepped into the warm glow of the apartment’s entryway and heard him in his office, making his words, putting them together for the pleasure of everyone except her. “Ah, you are done, huh? How was he?”
He always danced with her this way.
It was the thing she hated the most about him. He was the only one, however, who could do this for her, who could see her for everything she really was. Though he would never be so artless as to say it. “He was fine.”
He turned around in his chair, facing her direction, looking straight through her. She averted her eyes for a nearly imperceptible second before meeting his gaze. “Come on now. You know you’ll need to do better than that. Tell me how he really was. How did you enjoy him?”