His first Titjob [Virgin][Titjob/Titfuck/Tittyfuck/Boobjob/Brajob][Seductive talking][Orgasm][Male Perspective][Saliva][Big Boobs][Very Descriptive][Both (M/F) are 19]

This is my second story.

*Both characters are 19 years old. Names are intentionally left out.*

My Tinder date and I are at her house for the first time, it’s our second date. Last time she gave me such an incredible handjob that I just couldn’t pass up a second date. I am sitting alone in her living room on the brown, soft, pull-out sofa bed and I am waiting. It is a lushly furnished room, some houseplants, a few cupboards that are a little old, a massive wooden table directly in front of me and a slightly older but still large flat screen TV that is hanging a little crooked on the wall. She just wanted to quickly grab a few drinks. When she returns with 2 glasses in which transparent, bubbling lemonade sloshes, she has only a light shirt and a light blue slip on, the shirt barely covers the slip, it is simply not long enough.

“I brought you something my dear.”

“Oh yes”

She puts the two glasses on the wooden table and bends over me, unbuttoning my belt and pants with ease, pulling them down. I undo the only two buttons holding her shirt together and an incredibly beautiful bra, glowing in light blue, is coming towards me, smiling at me. I smile back. My cock becomes noticeably harder.

Becoming [MF20s] [Mind Control] [Dubcon] [Demons]

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It was an early Wednesday morning, inside her sizeable office at the Boulder Public Library, that Sarah Joy realized the dark desires rising in her could no longer be ignored. She was sitting at her desk, her hands shaking as she tried in vain to push away the aching hunger inside her; a hunger different than anything she’d experienced before in her life.

Anniversary trip part 5b

Sally loved her breast rubbed and kissed and was her favorite foreplay.

I relented and pulled her so her head was at the side of the bed. I stood over her and took her tits in my hands. I squeezed and rubbed on them and pulled and pinched her hard nipples. My cock was rock hard. I rubbed for a minute before I lowered my stance. My balls were on her forehead now with my cock laid across her face. I moved my hips so my head was resting on her lips.

As I rubbed down her chest my cock ran up and down her face. My head pressed against her lips and i could feel the wetness of her mouth but she did not open her mouth. My frustration raged.

I said, “spread your legs, I want to see you touch yourself.”

To my surprise she actually complied. She rarely will love herself in front of me it’s been years since I’ve gotten to watch.

I watched as she alternated between rubbing her clit and burring her fingers deep inside her. I was leaking precum and it smeared across her lips and chin as I continued to rub her chest and move my cock over her face.

[F20s/M30s] Shacking Up – Pt 2 [fiction]

[Part one](https://reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vyxz96/f20sm30s_shacking_up_fiction_airbnb_first/)

Note: non-sexy buildup until ++++++++++++

Thanks u/ComprehensiveNet4547 for the sandwich making piece and feedback 😘

“I’m gonna make us some breakfast.”

I watch as you roll up the sleeves of your shirt, place a wooden cutting board on the counter, and pull open a drawer withdrawing a knife. All of your actions so seamlessly strung together, a delicate dance as you fire up the old gas stove, arrange the ingredients on the counter, lay bacon in the pan – your body swaying from side to side, the muscles in your legs flexing as you rock back and forth.

I watch your body move as you work, how your forearms tense up when you slice the tomato and season with olive oil and freshly ground pepper… I notice the way your chest and shoulders broaden when you crack and whisk the eggs.

This is your element. I’ve since hopped up onto a barstool, hopefully minimizing risk of getting in your way. From here I’m able to get lost in your concentration and *incredibly* sexy confidence… and I almost miss the endearing smile on your face as you catch me watching you. A tender wordless moment before retuning your attention back to the pan.

Why I Signed Up for Trig [MF] (Trans, School Teacher)

Tight curves. Seemingly impossible hips on a frame that slender. It’s not hard to see why all the boys signed up for Trig. The girls too for that matter. Ms. Delaney was probably one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. I had her for second period, although I wished I had her for all four. Even with her slender body, the pencil skirts she wore, were pulled snugly against the seemingly impossible curves of her waist. This figure was contrasted remarkably against the dry erase board she taught in front of. Her silken brunette hair, usually worn down, draped over her shoulders, and rested on whichever chic top she had chosen to wear that day. No doubt that she got most of the boy’s motors running every time she waltzed around the classroom.

I had offered to stop by her class later that day. She had gotten a new laptop and had been asking for some help setting it up, as she didn’t know much about computers. We had a basketball game tonight, and I planned on stopping by before that. I was obviously smitten. I probably wouldn’t ever opt to help a teacher out after class under any other circumstances.

Me and my wife’s friend Part 4 <public> <virgin> <drunk> <wife’s friend> <cheating fetish>

Chapter 4: Bianca

After the threesome, our married life turned for the better. We have had years of boring old sex, but Anya was now more open to try new things. And she was okay if I had sex with other girls, as long as I told her about it afterwards.

After the threesome, the next few weeks were rather uneventful. Anya and I had sex a few times, but nothing really to write about. I was hoping we could have another threesome soon, but didnt want to be too eager. In fact, I wanted Anya to come to me suggesting we do another one.

And then one day, Bianca pinged me in Messenger. Bianca was Anya’s friend from college. Her classmates called her “Virgin Mary” because, well, because she was a virgin. She wanted to wait until she was married to have sex.

“Hi, do you have a minute?” was the message.

“Sure, whatsup?” I typed back.

“How are you?”

I waited. I needed more information. Bianca likes to waste time in chats. I wanted her to go straight to the point. God, how I wish everyone was like Tamara when chatting!

A change of plans with my [M26] PT [F20] [MF]

On the way to the gym to see my (M26) PT (F20), I get a text from her saying,
“Change of plans, I want you to try out my home gym I’ve just set up” along with her address. I was a little annoyed as it was further away, but I didn’t really mind helping her out since I’ve seen such good results since starting to train with her. Although she’s young, she’s been training people for two years and is incredibly mature for her age, although romantically she needs to leave her deadbeat boyfriend who’s not only older than her (31) but treats her like she’s disposable.
As for her, she’s beautiful. Blonde hair, blue eyes, an incredible figure on account of spending most of her time in the gym. You can understand why I wasn’t really mad about helping her.
I get to her house and she mentions her boyfriend is interstate on some guys trip, that should have been my first clue.
Next she says that she wants me to be really loose and we start doing some stretches, which we usually do, but this time she joins in, bending over right in front of me, giving me an incredible view of either her ass or down her shirt, depending on what stretch we do.
We start working out, but it’s different to usual. She stands more above my head when spotting me for bench press, if she was wearing a skirt rather than leggings I would have had an incredible view, she holds my chest from behind to stabilise me while doing shoulder press, just being closer and more hands on than usual.
Our relationship is usually flirty and fun, but today is at an elevated level. She asks me to sit on a bench to do lat raises, but when I do she sits on my lap to “keep me stable and see how I deal with distractions”.
At this point there’s no doubt in my mind what’s happening, and I’ve been hoping for this for some time, so I drop the dumbells and grab her by the waist and the back of her head and kiss her.
We get more and more into it as she starts to grind her pussy against my rapidly growing cock through my gym shorts, her leggings getting in the way too much for my liking.
We get more passionate every second as I pull her tank top off her, revealing no sports bra, and just her gorgeous, perky tits. Not too big, but still sexy. I take on of her nipples in my mouth and start sucking, gently teasing with my tongue and my teeth and she moans and grinds harder.
She pulls my shirt off and pushes me into the carpet covered floor of the garage she has her home gym setup in, standing over me like she’s about to devour her prey that she’s caught.
We don’t speak at all, just communicating in looks and moans, she takes her leggings off, standing in front of me, as beautiful naked as she is in her gym clothes, and even hotter than I imagined.
Then she exploits my weakness for blondes, and takes her hair out, letting it flow down her back as she kneels down and pulls my shorts off, revealing my throbbing and at this point aching cock.
She takes it in her mouth and starts sucking, making me moan and grab both the back of her head for more, and the carpet to keep me from cumming too soon. I can only take so much before I pull her up to kiss me and roll on top of her, sliding straight inside her, my cock in absolute heaven inside her tight and dripping pussy.
I start to fuck her harder and harder, her moans spurring me on as I live out this fantasy which has been in my head since I started seeing her.
All too quickly I feel myself about to cum, when she says the first words we’ve spoken since we started, whispered in my ear,
“Make me pregnant”

My (20f) Night Out [Cheating] [Cuckolding]

It all started with a half-truth.  Technically I wasn’t lying when I told my boyfriend Travis that it was a ‘girl’s night out, but I was omitting certain details.  Primarily the ones concerning Chase.  I met Chase one night when I was out on an actual girl’s night. The amount of courage it takes to approach someone in a club with loud music and flashing lights with hopes of striking up a conversation is immense, and I can respect that.  Still, he offered to buy me a drink which I politely declined.  Not because I didn’t think he was cute.  He had on a faded pair of jeans with white sneakers that stuck out in the black lights of the club and a polo t-shirt that might as well had “Frat Boy” stamped across the front of it.  He filled it out nicely though and had a confident smile framed by a chiseled jawline that could have made him perfect for a Marine poster.  Now that I think about it, he would probably be irresistible in that uniform as well.

Former work experience girl worked as an escort [MF]

Back when I was visiting escorts, I ended up visiting lots of parts of my city I would never otherwise go to. Driving down one such street today, having diverted by roadworks, I was reminded of a girl I met in one of the flats working under the name ‘Pam’.

‘Pam’ was stunning – as far as escorts go she was a genuine diamond in the rough. Genuinely 18 (ages are often bumped down a few years…), athletic figure, pretty face and the most beautiful straight black hair going down just below her shoulders.

Thing was, when she opened the door the night I booked her, I recognised her. I didn’t let on as she didn’t **seem** to recognise me. She’d completed some work experience where I worked a couple of years earlier. It was a pretty big place, lots of people, lots of work experience kids and trainees, but I remembered her because I’d witnessed her slipping over and helped her up. There was no sexual element to it, or attraction at that point. Just a slightly older kid falling over. Anyway….

I got Fucked by a stranger in their car [FM]

Sorry, this is kind of a long one.

Last night I went out with some friends to a local bar, we all had a goodnight and I had a bit more to drink than any of my other friends. We left as they were closing, a little after midnight. Out the front of the bar my girlfriends and I started talking to a group of guys who were also leaving while we were waiting for our Ubers. In truth I can’t remember any of their names. For whatever reason my Uber cancelled on me so I was there last out of my friends waiting out the front of the bar.

I was still chatting to the group, they had one designated driver who just wanted to go home. The other guys all wanted to go clubbing. Eventually they agree to taking an Uber, and the sober driver would just go home. My Uber was still 10 minutes away and all the guys had been picked up. It was just me and the designated driver at this point. He looked very nervous and I saw him checking out my body multiple times.