Tag: Straight

I bought my girlfriend a new toy and we both love it [MF]

It all started when my girlfriend Jamie left her favorite vibrator at my place.

We live about five hours apart, and we usually see each other every other week – but this was one of those stints where our schedules weren’t going to line up for about three weeks straight. So… leaving her favorite toy at my apartment?? I could just imagine her lying in bed, fresh out of the tub, frustrated that she didn’t have her happy pink wand to send her into oblivion before going to sleep.

I decided to hop on Amazon and send her something new. We already have a decent collection of toys: some plugs, restraints, a small rabbit vibe, an over-complicated vibrating cock ring that we only used once. But all of them have that new-age design: pastel colors and abstract shapes that look more like art objects than sex toys. So I decided to get her something totally unambiguous: a clear, 7-inch silicon dildo. Not massive by any means, but bigger (and definitely girthier) than mine. Except for the fact that it was clear, it looked very realistic. It was veiny, with a big, bulbous head – and it came with a suction cup, and a pair of balls that I figured would make it easier for Jamie to hold on to. Read more »

Confessions of a Manipulator [Dubious Consent] [Gentle] [M30sF20s]

It was almost too easy.

It usually is. It’s not hard when you know what to look for. The insecure ones. The ones looking for approval from an authority figure; desperate for approval, attention, acceptance.

Speak kindly to them. Show interest – but not too much interest. Don’t make it look like you want anything from them. You want to give the appearance that you’re casually surprised to see her again but you can’t hide the flash of excitement – the physical confession of how impressive she is – that crosses your face.

Then slowly insert moments of intense attention. A couple minutes of utter focus, like you’re hanging on her every word. Nothing in the world is more interesting to you than what she will say next.

Then move on. Have a few days where you’re just so busy. Smile and wave but keep walking. You’re not giving her the cold shoulder, you’re not an incel trying to “neg” her. You’ve got a life, you’re busy, you’re focused on other things.

Make her crave your attention. Make her obsess over what she can do to get more of it. Read more »

First Post || Three Course Dinner || [Mutual Orgasm] [cheeky partner] [Straight] [20s] [SoftDom] [aftercare?]

I got home early around three in the afternoon and lounged around at home for an amount of time. You still had no clue I had come home earlier than usual, and I had no plan on telling you until you arrived home. I know that you weren’t one for surprises, but I had a feeling you might like this one.

The sun sunk slowly as the time passed while I made preparations for dinner for the both of us, setting up the house a bit for what I felt like would be a fun night. The scattered rose petals on the floor, the candles lighting up the dining and the general area around, the lights dimmed just to set the mood right.

At around half-passed six you arrived home with a tired yet uplifting smile on your face. It looked like work had drawn you out today like any other day. I greeted you with a smile and a kiss with my hand on your cheek.

“You’re home early baby, anything special happening today?” You told me as you looked around the living room, your gaze slightly darkening. Read more »

Guilty Pleasures Pt. 5 – Getting with my sorority girl classmate that I hate – [M20/F20, Oral, Outercourse]

*Part four can be found [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/129c80d/guilty_pleasures_pt_4_finally_fucking_my_roommate/), but this chapter should work as a standalone.*

I was crashing my lips down on hers. They tasted like beer and lipstick. It was intoxicating. The smell of her rosy perfume mingled with a touch of sweat filled my nose as I pressed her against the wall of her room.

She was ripping at my shirt, practically tearing it apart as she undid the buttons. Only her thin top separated her heaving breasts from my bare chest.

I was grabbing at her thick thighs, my hand climbing up and up towards her ass. She was hooking a leg behind me, pulling me closer. I slammed a hand into the wall, trapping her between my arms.

—-

*Earlier*

She was staring at me, standing against the meeting-room wall. I was moments away from lunging at her- hell, if I didn’t know any better, I probably would have.

“Where the fuck are my slides?” I said, a hint of panic entering my voice. Damn. I couldn’t afford to lose my cool.

“I just thought that they were a little unnecessary, considering you spend like half our time repeating the same thing.” Cassie said, her voice infuriatingly calm. Read more »

How a suburban housewife ended up taking 57 facials. Part 2.

As their marriage progressed things became difficult. Harry became ever more successful at work with some magnificent buildings bearing his engineering. Erin on the other hand couldn’t find her niche, drifting from job to job. She filled her empty days with long lunches with girlfriends or shopping for expensive clothes. She had an incredible eye for fashion and just couldn’t reign in her budget.

Every few weeks Harry would open the bills and hit the roof. Erin had nothing to offer in reply except letting him cum on her face. This calmed him down a couple of times but left her feeling very confused. Before too long she would hint that he could cum on her later. When the time came there was always an excuse.

‘I’m too tired, I just had my hair done’ and so on.

Erin had weaponised the one sexual kink Harry had been allowed to have and he knew it. He suppressed it but this made him angry.

The lockdowns of 2020 put a lot of pressure on an already strained relationship. Being locked together round the clock brought a complete stop to their sex life. Read more »

I [F] had a dick appointment cancel on me. Had another one [M] within an hour.

Nobody gives a fuck about the sad backstory, so I’ll keep it short. Hey, y’all. I’m the weird friend who always wants to get into the nitty gritty sex details. But unfortunately, that’s socially unacceptable in most cases. That’s why I’m glad I have this subreddit!

The title sums it up nicely. I’ve recently cut a toxic friend/FWB out of my life and have been feeling touch starved. Today was very stressful as I’ve been avoiding him on campus while he finds new ways to cross my boundaries and contact me. So I’ve been stressed and pent up all day. Just needed some pleasure and domination to set me straight so I could think clearly again.

I hung out with a friend that I’d fucked a few times in the past and he and I have sexual tension so palpable that it’s insane, so that sent me further over the edge. I realized I could reach out to a neighbor I had fucked two weeks prior (it was really good). So, I text him and he says to come to his place at 10. Alright, I’m excited and now the mental slow burn and increasing desire begins. Nice. I get to his place at 10:03 and he shoos me out and slams the door in my face. Ouch. Not because I care about him or anything but because I’d been looking forward to getting dicked down all day! And it was already 10pm. Read more »

I blacked out during sex while getting choked [F27] [choking] [DDlg] [light bdsm] — Part 1

We don’t even have our clothes off and I’m absolutely dripping wet, I can feel the moisture pooling in my panties. This is insane. We’re barely kissing, barely touching, and I’m on the brink of explosion.

“Tell me how you like it,” he whispers while I situate my legs in a straddle position over his hips, pushing myself upright. *God, he’s fucking gorgeous. Thank you, Tinder*. I stare at him for a brief moment to take him all in. His skin is like homemade caramel, so rich in melanin and smooth. He trails his fingers down the front of my dress and lands both hands on my waistline. I can feel the calluses on his palms even through my clothes— he must do some heavy lifting on his off days.

“I was hoping you’d be a big boy and figure it out for yourself,” I say in a taunting voice, pulling away from our kiss to look at him with a pouty bottom lip and puppy dog eyes. He slides the straps of my dress off my shoulders, exposing one nipple at a time. The frigid air in his apartment hardens them instantly. His fingers explore the veins around my neck and his eyes find mine. Read more »

Chloe the Roommate 3 [TF/M][20s]

“Shit shit shit” I whispered.

She stopped making noises. Crap. She probably thinks I could hear her. I lay there looking at the ceiling. My heart was pounding out of my chest and I didnt move a muscle. I heard no noise from her room for a little bit. I started to calm down when I heard a door open. I closed my eyes pretending to sleep. My heart was beating even faster now. Was she in my room? She must be seeing if I was asleep. Just try to breathe normal and Don’t. Move. A. Muscle.

Relief came when I heard her in the kitchen. I heard her tiny footsteps walk slowly past my door and then I heard a door close again. Maybe I was in the clear. I better just go to bed and not overthink anything.

I woke up around 8ish for some reason. I tried to go back to sleep but it was not happening. I thought about last night and worried about what she might say. I think the best idea is to just ignore it. I got up and peeked my head out of my room. Read more »

Naughty Coworkers Pt. 2 [M/F Straight] [Oral]

As I walked down the stairs to the underground bar, I felt a flutter of excitement and felt fairly certain I was going to be one lucky woman tonight.

A blast of cool air and loud music hit me in the face as I opened the door and found my way to the bar. Several appreciative glances came my way, and I knew this low-cut black shirt and tight jeans was the perfect outfit. A plunging neckline had been my friend for many years now.

I spied Matt already at the bar nursing a drink. As I approached he turned and gave a low wolf whistle, eyeing me up and down.

“Damn, is there anything you don’t look good in?” I blushed, glad he couldn’t see it in the dim lighting.

He moved off his seat to let me have it, his hand going to my waist then skimming across my ass. It felt like trails of fire as he motioned for the bartender. I ordered my usual dirty martini.

“Good choice,” he whispered in my ear. Goosebumps erupted along my neck. Ears were a sensitive spot for me, but he’d have to find that out later. Read more »

My gym crush, pt. 16 [MM] [20s] [femboy] [straight to gay] [anal]

[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 15](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12bt6zo/my_gym_crush_pt_15_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/)

Dylan poured out lube until it was dripping off of Alex’s glistening cock. He rubbed it all over, evening out the slick liquid and stroking Alex to make sure he was completely hard.

Alex eased back and bent Dylan’s legs so that his knees pressed into his chest. “*Fuck, you have such a beautiful body*,” Alex whispered as he looked down longingly at Dylan.

“You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever been with,” Dylan replied. He meant it. Even though Dylan had fucked his fair share of conventionally attractive sorority girls, they had nothing on Alex. Alex had amazing legs and an incomparable ass, but his face was hauntingly beautiful. And the longer Dylan was with Alex, the more he wanted him. Even though Alex was about to plunge inside him, he already missed the feel of his lips and the taste of his mouth.

Alex stroked Dylan’s legs fondly. “Deep breaths,” he said. “And let me know if I need to slow down or take a break.”

“Should I push or anything? To make sure it’s open?” Read more »