She takes control [m/f]

“Do you want to play with me?” she asked, crawling next to me.

“Of course,” I replied, excited at my chance.

I’ve been trying to get her in bed with me for weeks, but I was too shy whenever I spoke to her. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was when she told me to come back to her apartment this morning.
When I walked into her room, she pushed me onto her bed and began to crawl towards me.

“So,” she said, moving her face within a few inches from mine “What should we play with first?”

“Umm,” I started to say. All I could see was her deep brown eyes and dark red lips. “Anything you want,” I finally answered.

“Um, um,” she said smiling, making fun of my nervous reply. “How we play with this-”
She moved her face closer, taking my lips in her mouth, pulling my upper lip and sucking it, letting it drag against her teeth and slide free.

“Yeah,” I said, my heart beating faster in my chest. “Let’s do that.”

You Deserve a Punishment [M/F, BDSM]

** *Continuation of [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5f1dhu/a_little_public_naughtiness_mf_ds/)* **

Peter got out of his car. He was home late. Again.

But this time he had a good reason.

It’d been several months since he’d last checked his website; fully automated, it rarely needed him at all. But he liked to keep his hand in it, tweaking and maintaining it. And he liked to read Kat.

He used to check near daily, eager to read her thoughts and words. But now he tended to wait, store up her stories, reading masses of them during rare spare moments.

Today, after talking to Hayato and between his other meetings and jobs, he’d logged on, curious what he’d missed in his wife’s life.

He’d scrolled down to the last post he’d read more than three months ago, an interview with Lyndsey Wayne, a student from one of the local colleges who’d been outed. He’d read the next post. And then the next. The one after that and the one after that.

He kept reading until his phone rang—a client whose appointment he’d missed. After contacting Janie, giving her detailed instructions to handle things for the rest of the day, Peter took his laptop and locked himself in his car.

Hooking up with my old Monster Cock fling and his Wife [FFM]

I don’t know if any of you have ever gotten caught red handed writing your Gone Wild Stories, but last week that happened to me. I was back in my hometown for Thanksgiving with my parents. I went out to a bar for black Wednesday with my youngest sister. These kinds of things are always kind of awkward: you see people you knew in high school, some more attractive, some less. In my case, I have to fend off the creepiest of the creepers at the bar, while still looking for some kind of prospect.

 

In high school, I had a reputation… I fucked a lot of guys (33 by graduation by my count) and it stuck. I’m 27 now, have a good job, and have fucked plenty more men. But the creepiest of townie lowlifes with multiple DUIs still remember high school Ashleigh. Slut shame me if you want, but no one deserves aggressive advances from fat hairy guys who they barely knew from grammar school. Thank God, I saw some people I could talk to.

 

Swinging with a twist [Group]

I appreciate the feedback from my last story, as well as the interest to read about some of my other adventures. I’ve never posted this one and you will see why:
This happened two years ago on Valentines Day. My husband and I were invited to a wedding for an ex co-worker we both knew (we both used to work together, and that’s how we met).

The church and reception was close to where we live, so we went to the church ceremony and returned home after since the reception was a few hours later.
We changed outfits and went to the reception. The groom set up hotel rooms for anyone wanting to stay the night. My husband and I decided to stay the night even though we were close by…especially since we both would be drinking.
We were reunited with a lot of old friends that we haven’t seen since we both left the job. A lot of us were seated at the same table, which made it easier to catch up on the latest happenings in our lives.

Our mutual friend Brian was there with his girlfriend. Brian was single when we last saw him and was very active sexually. I was honestly surprised that he was in a serious relationship.

Young lovers adventure by the water

A couple years ago I met this girl through a mutual friend. We instantly started hitting it off. The only problem was we met over break. And went to schools that were 3 hours apart. Things were heating up really fast. She gave me her virginity and although it wasn’t my first time I wasn’t super experienced. We spent every minute with each other and enjoyed the hell out of this honeymooning phase. Taking any and every opportunity to touch, caress, grab, bite etc. We liked to play this game to see how much the other could take without letting anyone around us know what we were up to. Knowing there is someone who wants you just as much as you want them is an exhilarating experience. Not being afraid to let out your desires and give in to any thought. Break was coming to a close and we were looking for things to do to hold ourselves over until the next time we were together. She suggested we grab a 12 pack and go sit on this private dock ,nestled in the low hanging branches of the oak trees our city is know for, and watch the sunset come over the i comic suspension bridge that crosses the harbor. We pull up and the first thing is see are the rows upon rows of high end boats that are suspended above the parking lot, further adding to the seclusion. We walk through down the lightly worn path through the trees and suddenly the wharf erupts in your front of you. I grab her by her surprisingly big hips and effortlessly pick her petite figure up over. Standing at 5’3″ with flowing wavy brown hair that hung down to the middle of her chest, that she tried so hard to conceal as they were abnormally large for her size, and the complimented by a perfectly firm but full ass, she left speechless every time I saw her. And as I sat her down it took all I had to keep from taking right then and there. We walked to the end of the dock and dangled our bare feet off. We started to talk about the city our families and anything else to distract us from the inevitable end to the dream like world we had locked ourselves in to. As the last
Beers went down I noticed she was laughing a lot more and was even more bubbly then her usual outgoing self. I too was beginning to feel the strings of inhibition loosen as the alcohol took more and more. We sat for a minute as the sun went down and didn’t say a word. I held her as tight as I could and breathed in her intoxicating scent. The sun disappeared behind the peninsula and we didn’t move a muscle. We didn’t want this fair tale of a day to end. She looked up at me and gave me a warm smile followed be a deep passionate kiss. Although I had kissed her a hundred times and explored every inch of her body something about her made my blood rush every time she touched me. We stood up and swayed a little adjusting to the movement of the dock and our newly inebriated state then began to slowly make our way down the dock. Grabbed her by the hips and over the railing followed by myself. Through the trees and into the parking lot. We were truly alone. All we could her was the gentle breeze and the waves crashing against the dock. She walked ahead of me and headed for the car. I stopped looked up at the boats in envy. Then I had an idea. I called for her and approached one of the lower hanging cabin boats. I pulled myself up and checked the door. It was open. And the entire cabin was suddenly staring back at me. She quietly shouted my name in disbelief but holding back a devious smile. Without saying a word I stretched my arm out to her. With a cute mischievous chuckle and a quick pull my woman and I were inside the closed cabin and completely alone from the world. I could barley get the door closed before she started ripping at my pants and biting my lip. Pulling my towards the bench. I reciprocated my own force and took control. Her legs wrapped around my wait and licking my neck I let my pants drop as I walked to the bench. I passionately laid her down and pulled her black spandex pants off in one motion. I stood over her as she looked up at me with her legs spread and lust in her eyes. I could tell there was no need for foreplay and I was more than ready. She reached for my cock and pulled it towards its wet home between her legs. I grabbed her arm away and pinned it with the other behind her head then with a forceful stroke I thrust deep inside her. She screamed for more. With every thrust of my hips another article of clothing fell off. I went straight for her chest for my favorite chew toys. The sound of my throbbing cock in and out of her wet was audible and complimented the passionate moans perfectly. I buried myself deep inside then picked her up. I spun her around and dropped her to her hands and knees. In perfect unison she spread her legs even further and presented herself for me. I grabbed a handful of hair and thrust deep in and out, not slowing down at all from the previous tempo. After a few deep pumps I felt a pressure build inside her. It pushed me out and gushed all over me. She let out a scream then choked up and trembled. I shoved back inside and made it my mission to do it again. She wasn’t holding back the moans now. It was all she could do even keep up the rhythm of my forceful thrusting. Then just as powerful as before she pushed me out and I was covered. I grabbed her ass and licked deep into her pussy. She turned around and rode me while I sucked on the twins. She could tell I was almost there and picked up the tempo. She took my full length in then was instantly full of my cum. She let out a choked up moan and began to shake with ecstasy again. We fell back into what we just made, me still inside of her and just laid there. Both panting and not saying a word.

O Brother, Where Art Thou?: A Strange Night of Fucking [MF]

***Like I’ve said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I’m generally considered a good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.***

Jason walked over and handed me another beer. I was three drinks deep and starting to feel a nice steady buzz. We were at a bar we frequented on Friday nights. It was the kind of place that felt like a neighborhood bar, but still drew traffic from singles looking to get laid. I was never much for picking up random women at bars. Not that I abstained from it, but I preferred more organic means of meeting women.

[MF] That one time I jerked a pervert’s huge cock on the train.

My description:

>I know you perverts (I’m one too, no judgment) are wondering.. so here’s me: I’m not “hot”, or at least I don’t think so. Dudes have told me I’m pretty, girls I’ve been friends with (and those I have been more than friends with) have told me that I have unfair eyes. I’m heavy for my height – probably 10-15 lbs. overweight. I’m pretty lazy about it, because I can be. I have had standard-deviation-breaking bras since 13; getting guys in bed hasn’t been hard except times when I get picky. Hips are clearly meant for baby making.. thanks, Mom.

I was taking a train from one coast of the USA to the other one spring. It was just something I always wanted to do, and I had booked the ticket with my ex. We had a destination in mind, but we hadn’t planned anything when we got there. I had a friend to meet, and another one of my exes lived in my destination city. So when my ex and I broke up a couple of weeks before the trip, traveling by myself was the obvious course of action. It was a little bit of a bummer, though, as I was hoping to cross “get fucked on a train” off my bucket list. The trip was gorgeous, and I can’t recommend it enough. I even got a big surprise amenity about halfway through the trip.

[MF] MOM: A Sudsy Dilemma [Taboo][Illustrated][Vignette]

“Mom, I know you said it was okay to stay and talk because you’re taking a bubble bath, but…” Steve hesitated a bit, clearly distracted by the lovely vision before him. “I can kinda see everything….”

Candace emitted a knowing, self-satisfied grin. She was well aware of what parts of her body were and were not visible and she was quite enjoying teasing her stepson. She was also well aware of the growing bulge in his pants. Her sudsy frolicking was having the desired effect on him.

Candace lifted her legs straight into the air, soapy foam streaming down them. She ran her hands slowly down the backs of her thighs.

“Yet you’re still here watching me…”

As her hands rounded her supple buttocks, Candace gripped her hips and dug her elbows in, lifting her freshly shorn sex just above the water line.

“Why is that?” she asked, wiggling her tush before letting it settle back down into the water. She knew the answer of course, but she loved seeing Steven squirm…

I fucked a co-worker while working at a ski resort [MF]

This is my first post so be kind and let me know what you think. I apologize for any grammar mistakes or poor writing style.

Shortly after I graduated college and before starting grad school I spent a couple winters working at a smaller ski resort in Colorado. One the jobs I had was basically sitting on a bench in a little booth at the top of the chairlift turning the lift off if there were any problems. I shared the booth with another person “Lauren” who took care of the lift on the other side of the hill. Lauren was a petite little red head about 5’3 and a pretty incredible ass. We got along well, flirted occasionally but nothing too serious.

However, one weekday, late in the season, we had just opened and there was nobody on the slopes. The weather had gotten so warm that the snow was pretty much slush. We were figuring we would probably get sent home early, since the conditions were terrible.

Lauren looked particulary cute in a pair of jeans that really showed off hat incredible ass. We had a portable heater in our booth, so we didn’t have coats on and I could see that she was braless, with nice dark nipples slightly showing through the fabric of her light blue.

Watching You Work [M/F, Voyeurism]

** *Continuation of [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5f1dhu/a_little_public_naughtiness_mf_ds/)* **

Peter was true to his word. Any time Kat initiated sex—lovemaking—he was more than willing. He’d even taken to waking her in the morning before he got up to go to work with gentle, arousing touches and long, lingering good morning kisses.

They’d had more sex in the past two weeks than they’d had in the past two months.

And it was great.

It was.

But something still felt off. Something was still missing.

And it was driving Kat crazy.

She wanted to make love to Peter. She loved making love with him. So what was wrong with her?

She stared off into the afternoon light through her study’s bay window, her laptop resting on her legs. She looked down at the words she’d just typed.

> *Kendra moaned as Jae raked his nails down her back, his touch scouring down her skin as she came*.

She sighed. Rough sex. Sexy raunch. Kinky love. This was what she how made her living now. And it did very well for her. Her books were top sellers now. National chain stores had her stories ready in stock. And Max was organizing her sixth book tour with ten stops crossing the country from coast to coast.