My Friend’s Daughter part 2

Two days later and I could not get what happened out of my mind. I’ve known Lacey for several years. I had spent countless days hanging out with her and her family. I had attended her school performances to cheer her on. Jim (her step dad) asked me to teach her how to drive a stick shift a few years back. I came to celebrate her high school graduation. She in my mind was innocent Lacey, but now this… I had stayed away from my office window where I could see their house. Because I needed to clear my head. I couldn’t believe the conflict in my mind and the desire in my loins.

That morning I decided to go to church. It has been a while and this felt like a good time to do it. I’m walks him and his wife Amanda. I felt awkward around my friends but I hugged them as they went to their normal seats. Suddenly, Lacey walks in with a friend. Lacey’s infectious laugh filled the space. I couldn’t help but admire her slender yet toned ballet trained body. She was wearing a tighter top that while modest, hugged her body beautifully. Her legs were highlighted by a beautiful lacy flowing skirt that followed as she walked. Each step she took was softly highlighted by click of her high heels that accented her calves w a silky strap that wrapped up her body like ballet wraps.

Me and my wife’s friend Part 9 [M30, F30, F30] <cheating> <friend> <couch>

Chapter 7: Samantha

“I want to fuck Samantha.”

My wife Anya and I were discussing our fantasies. Well, she was listening to my fantasies, mostly. Converting our marriage into an open marriage really saved it. After several years of boring sex, things were getting exciting again. I would bang one of her friends, and then come home and tell her all about it. She gets turned on by it and we end up having sex. Pretty neat arrangement, and a clear win-win.

After Bianca, Dorian, and Nicole, I  started creating a list of girls, all of them Anya’s friends, whom I wanted to bang. And on top of that list was Samantha. Samantha was our mutual friend from college. At 5-7 and a curvy body, she was a stunner back in college. And the best part was, she was as horny as she was good looking. All of us boys wanted to fuck her, and many of us got the chance too. But not me. I was already in a relationship then. And Samantha was forbidden fruit.

My [F]irst time with a pierced cock [M]

I had been curious about F since I spied him on Fetlife a few weeks ago. He was friends with someone I already knew and I kept finding myself staring at the photo on his profile of the two of them fucking. I had tried messaging him about something vanilla a week ago, but nothing much eventuated from it so I decided to be extremely forward and just ask him out on a date.

He said yes and I did a little happy dance at my computer. The plan was to grab coffee and head down to the beach as it was close to both our places. I had been talking to our mutual friend and from what she had told me I was very excited to meet him as he sounded lovely.

Sunday afternoon rolled around and I met him at the agreed spot. He had medium length brown hair pulled back into a ponytail and buzzed short hair on the sides, gorgeous blue eyes and a light complexion. His septum and erl were pierced, and he wore dark marble-coloured stretchers in his ears. His beard was very short, but his mustache was still at full length. He was wearing casual comfy clothes, shorts, a tee shirt and hoodie. I was dressed in my classic black hoodie and jeans, paired with military style boots.

[FM]Meeting my client’s friend for a night of passion in a Dubai

Hi. This happened in during i was on a tour in Dubai. I had gone to attend a convention on design and was staying at a hotel . During one of the meetings i met a potential client. His name was Mabrooq. He ran a design studio in Dubai and was looking for a potential rebranding for couple of his clients. Since i was in Dubai for a week I offered my help and developed the concepts. Due to my sheer luck his clients loved the concepts which landed him couple of new contracts. Since we were talking for couple of days he was quite friendly by now. On the the weekend i was in my room listening to Hendricks while doing my routine and cleaning up i hear a knock. It was Mabrooq he was drunk and happy because of the new clients thanked me so much and told me had a gift. He called Laila in . This was my first time seeing her and I am sure my mouth dropped. He said take care of my boy and shut the door. I had no idea what was happening. I was standing in a hotel room with a face mask on with a hottie looking at me with coy eyes. She broke the ice by saying i like guys who takes care of themselves. Wow she had a nice voice. Let me describe Laila. She was 5,4 olive skin. Was wearing a tight purple dress which was hardly containing her boobs and she had these beautiful lips and was wearing a pin on her nose which made her look sexy af.She asked if she could sit down and walked to the room. Thats when i saw her ass. It was huge and fake but it made my dick hard. She was a prober bimbo. My mind started wandering.
She sat down and asked me how i was
I just said you were so beautiful to which she responded thanks honey in her exotic accent.

Seduced by a Famous Redditor [MF] (long, sad)

*Author’s note: This is a post from a throwaway account made during a specific time for a specific reason. If, for some reason you’re tempted to gild it, please consider donating to a charity like the [American Cancer Society](https://www.cancer.org/) instead.*

**What Happened**

Call me Icarus.

I’ve tried to write this a few times, but I don’t know how to do it without coming across like an unlikable mix of pretentious and self-loathing. I’m sure I did it this time, too. Sorry.

I should be clear that I’m nothing special. I have a comfortably above-average cock. None of my partners have ever complained about it, but there’s nothing in here (or anywhere, let’s face it) about how women are overcome with lust at the sight of my massive lovemeat. I have a lean, tall body, but I’m not a bag of muscles. I don’t have striking blue eyes. My hair is fine and brown. There’s symmetry to my face, but I’ll never be mistaken for a model.

She, on the other hand, was forged in a mold that would make both Michelangelo and Larry Flynt weep with jealousy. I won’t give any details that would give her away but I will say, confidently, that what you see in her posts pales in comparison to the rest of who she is. Let that sink in.

My Friend’s Daughter

Years ago a friend of mine married an older lady who had a teenage daughter. Get name was Lacey. I regularly stayed with them when I would come into town. Lacey was a good kid. She was kind of shy but smart and new how to tell jokes. After a few years I moved back into town and managed to get a house right next door.

Lacey was now a beautiful 19 year old college girl. She had gorgeous long curly hair, a tight slender body, and eyes that would take your soul. Still shy and seemingly innocent. At least that’s what I thought…

One day I looked out my second floor window and saw Lacey going out to their pool. She walked out in a thin robe that hugged her beautiful body. She walked over to one for their lawn chairs and seemed to shift it a bit. At first I didn’t think about how she shifted it. I saw her walk over to their outside fridge and grabbed some ice and water then returned to the chair. She rested the items on the table then slowly began to remove her robe. My eyes fell out as I realized she didn’t have a top on.

The OnlyFans Girl, Part 4 (MF, Slow Burn, Lots of Tease, Long Ongoing Story)

*Part 1 can be found [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wm1o25/the_onlyfans_girl_part_1_bg_slow_burn_lots_of/)*

*When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. This story was originally written in small chapters, of which 16-20 are presented here.*

**Chapter 16**
Sabrina reached down and her fingers found the zipper of your pants.

“You sure?” you asked, glancing to the door of the Copier room.

“Are you saying no?” she asked, giving you another one of those pouty little smirks as she pulled the zipper down.

“No, no,” you said. “I just- earlier today…”

“Earlier today I was offering it to you out of fear,” she said. “It was the only thing I could think of to try and get you on my side. But then you turned out to be on my side no matter what. So now, John, I’m offering it to you freely because I want to.”

“Say it,” you said. She hadn’t actually said the words yet, and you wanted to hear them.

“Say what?” she asked coquettishly.

it can’t be my uncle [FM]

Last week – after a few years – my aunt went back on vacation here and for the first time she also brought her partner.
I had already met him several months ago for a dinner and I hadn’t had a positive first impression.
The first few days they were guests at my parents’ house – where I am too.
I had to change my mind: he is a very pleasant man as well as good looking.
He is twenty years older than me and from day one we found ourselves chatting about any topic, often the two of us alone while the others were busy.
Gradually the relationship became more intimate, a caress on the back as a good morning at breakfast, a kiss on the cheek as a good night before going to our rooms; even the topics of conversation have changed, more allusions, more sexual speeches, up to the question “what is the moment of the day you prefer to fuck?”.

This morning

Last night, my cousin and hubby came over for a surprise stay this weekend. I haven’t seen my cousin since the pandemic. So I was excited to see her.

I treated them to dinner. We had drinks there. Everything was great. My cousin wanted to go to a bar to have drinks. The time was only 10 pm, and I said why not.

At the bar, the drinks kept coming. I was feeling great. But my cousin, who’s a lightweight, was hammered. I had an Uber pick us up.

On the way back home, my cousin kept slurring. We had no clue what she was trying to say. And the more she spoke, the more we laughed, which irritated her.

Then she stopped and leaned in to kiss her hubby, and I saw her hand caress his thigh. I immediately knew what she would do, and sure enough, she did.

She unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. But to my surprise, he didn’t protest, knowing I was in the car with them. She was stroking him. I could see his cock every time we passed a street lamp. I did notice some precum. I’m not going to lie. The view was making me horny.

A Twisted Mind (Part 2) [NB][Hucow][Drugging][Orgasm Denial]

Pet was inside the machine still, their body was aching from being edged, they weren’t sure how much time had passed. They had cum multiple times due to the machine’s teasing and toying with their body, then it had kept ripping the orgasms out of them until they lost count and were praying for the orgasms to stop.

They had passed out at some point from exhaustion, and woke up back into the darkness of the inside of the machine. Dildo still thrusting in and out of their pussy, ass still full, paddle wheel still slapping their sore clit, bladder still mostly full of some liquid from the rod still buried in their hole, and nipples still being sucked on for milk.

Their body screamed, it was so sore from the relentless toying, but the soreness only turned on Pet. How owned they felt, that Sir left them there with no care but to assault their holes to keep them ready for future use. The plying of the machine on their most sensitive parts, and the knowledge that Sir was going to let this machine violate them until he was satisfied and no sooner, started to drive Pet to the edge of an orgasm.