“You’re fucked up all the time.” [FM]

I went through a fun phase once that led to some of my best stories. During that time I lived with a dude briefly in an obscure country and the two of us fucked his best friend.

Before all that went down though, my boyfriend got so fucking weird when I met his bestie. I kind of forgot about this dynamic before I wrote about us the other day.

*I wrote about this briefly before and condensed some of the story, but I actually think it’s worth telling in full because it’s weird AF.*

For days before his arrival my boyfriend kept warning me that they were a little “weird” together. He was very worried I might get jealous because they were really close.

*Again I’m fairly certain the two of them had fucked before. I never asked.*

His best friend is LOVELY. We get along from the moment we meet each other and he makes me laugh for an hour straight. He also does this amazing impression of my boyfriend which sends me spiraling. The more we get along the more my boyfriend starts sulking.

*Yeah, he was weirdly possessive and moody AF.*

Sent Wife out Clubbing with Friends Turns Into an Unexpected Threesome. [FFM]

Heads up this one is on the longer side. I thought about breaking this up but felt it needed to be one post of what happened that evening.

A few weeks after I ravaged Mandy in our kitchen after a colleague of her shared his fantasies about her in our driveway, I found myself wishing for a repeat of that entire evening. I was not sure what I was more intrigued with: Other guys hitting on Mandy or Mandy telling me what the guys wanted to do with her. Either way this new aspect of our relationship is something that really turned me on, and I love the obsession it creates within me for Mandy. This came up casually in a conversation with our friends that we were playing around with and had swapped on the previous New Year’s Eve. Julie had always been a woman that every guy just was drawn to when she walked into a room. She was also a woman with an insatiable sex drive that loved the rush of controlling a guy to do what she wants, when she wants. Julie was going out with a couple of girlfriends and asked Mandy to join them for dinner and dancing. This was intriguing on multiple levels, not the least of which is I knew Mandy would have a lot of attention and Julie would ensure that even if Mandy was unaware of it. I suggested to Mandy she should go as it would be fun, and if nothing else we could recreate what happened in our kitchen a few weeks back.

Week to Re[M]ember

This week started with the news of one of my co-worker leaving. I was supposed to do shit ton of things and I was done by Wednesday. I had to spend 14+ hrs a day for 3 days talking, documenting and doing all sorts of boring shit. Finally I posted [this ad](https://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/comments/u36xzx/37_m4f_sanjose_ca_top_off_the_worst_day_of_2022/) and around 11pm I got a DM we spoke we hit it off and I posted a 2 line success story too lol. This story is about this awesome girl I met after this.

Thursday morning someone started following me. Like any other guy, I looked into the profile – every post and every comment. It was a girl and the profile was interesting. She had 1 post and several comments and an interesting handle. I was interested to know more and I followed her back and was waiting for her to start the conversation.

Within few hours, I caved it and DM’d her first – BEST DECISION EVER. The conversation started about her reddit handle and went on and on. First few hours it was all platonic conversation about TV, food etc. After a few hours of chatting I realized she was a dream catch. – 30s single, blonde, IVY league degree and doing well for herself. She is smart, sane, cooks well and best for the last — KINKYY.

The Tea Room [FF][FM] [Group]

Lisa, a broad shouldered fair skinned white woman in her early 30s, stepped out of the elevator bank at her firm onto Wall Street, squinting as she put on her black wayfarer sunglasses and assessed the street. For a minute she took in the sun, breathed in the air around her, allowing the slight breeze to ruffle her trench coat over a black pants suit/white button down combo. It felt good to get out of the office during the day for what felt like ages.

She turned on her heels in her Gucci loafers and began walking with purpose, her trench coat twisting with the wind as she made her way. Her brunette choppy pixie cut blowing in the wind and her curvaceous figure silhouetted by her outfit. She walked with confidence.

New York in the summer was hot and romantic, she thought. Blue skies, lustful desires. Aches needing to be soothed.

She walked a few blocks, sidestepping confused tourists, hurried business people, and people who didn’t have a clue what was going on. After a couple more blocks she made a left down a relatively clean alley between two brick buildings. She walked up to a door and knocked. A door opened and a burly black woman with a natural haircut in a tank top and jeans with shiny biker boots stepped out. Lisa flashed a membership card and was promptly ushered inside.

Senorita Part 2 [Ffm] [Bi]

I make my way back to the beach slowly, in a daze. When I get back she’s gone. I’m both relieved and disappointed in equal measure as I sit back into my deckchair and close my eyes. My memory flicks back and forth to what just happened and I squirm and cannot get comfortable.

Gathering my belongings I head back to the hotel. Entering the cool lobby I cross towards the stairs and my room. To my left the sun dappled and shady bar looks inviting and I divert and pick a quiet corner stool at the bar. I order an iced water but before it arrives I feel a presence behind me. I look around and she is right there, looking down at me through her oversized sunglasses. I stammer “h-hello” and she smirks and places a small package on the bar in front of me. I look down and then back up but she is already gone, making her way across the lobby.

I scoop the package up and into my lap and unwrap it slowly, a note wrapped around two clothes pegs. I hurriedly slip the pegs into my bag and read the note
“Room 205, 7pm, wear nothing but the pegs on your needy nipples, a loose dress and pin your hair up. Do not touch yourself between now and then. S”

Noises Through the Wall Chapters 9 and 10 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!

Chapter 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pzws4g/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_1_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 2 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qiict9/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_2_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter3 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/r3iphx/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_3_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 4 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rnvabx/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_4_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 5 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/s9hkc3/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_5_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 6 [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/svqulv/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_6_mf_inc_cheat/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/svqulv/noises_through_the_wall_chapter_6_mf_inc_cheat/)

Chapters 7 and 8 [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/thvp28/noises_through_the_wall_chapters_7_and_8_mf_inc/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/thvp28/noises_through_the_wall_chapters_7_and_8_mf_inc/)

Chapter 9

As time went on, I grew fond of Gwen. We even met up several times without Christopher. Gwen and I would smoke pot, laugh, talk about life, and I would eat her out. Despite what she’d done, I fell for her. It’s not my fault, really. It’s just how my brain works.

When we were still dating, my husband and I used to joke about how we were wired differently. When I slept with someone, I was immediately smitten. When he did, it was like meeting a friend for tennis. It took a lot of work on my part to reel him in after I’d already fallen for him. Gwen and I didn’t talk about it, but I think we had the same dichotomy.

One day, while we were lying in her bed soaking up the aftershocks of our orgasms, I formally forgave her blackmail. She laughed, smacked my ass, and said “Thanks.”

The Cruise, part Nine [FF]

After her shower Emily dressed in her more conservative but still sexy bikini and a pair of shorts. She got herself a chicken salad wrap for lunch, then went to one of the pools to do some sunbathing. She picked the smaller of the two pools on board because it was listed as topless and nudist friendly. There weren’t many women there, most of them probably ashore, and about half were topless, a few totally naked. Emily took off her bikini top and slathered on sunscreen. She ordered herself a vodka cranberry then put in her earbuds to listen to her podcasts and enjoy the sun for a few hours before her first appointment.

The woman at the first appointment wanted to 69 and Emily obliged. The woman wanted them to cum at the same time, but Emily had to fake it. She thought she did a pretty good job with her experience from her cam shows and the woman certainly seemed satisfied when she paid Emily her $200.

Lovin’ in the Apocalypse Ch. 12 [Apocalypse, survival, romance, NON CON, manipulation]

Last time on, Lovin’ in the Apocalypse!

Rachel does not seem to be able to control herself! While Tom does the thing with Kelsey, she seduces Cameron and spends most the night making out with him. With the web growing more complicated by the day, Rachel continues to spin.

Who else might fall into the trap? Find out now!

Chapter 12: The Calm Before

Rachel woke in a state of confusion. Her pussy ached, she felt sticky and her mind was telling her that Cameron was the one who left her like this. But as she looked over, she saw Tom’s sleeping face. The real details of the night slid into focus and Rachel remembered everything as it actually happened. It had not been Cameron that fucked her raw but she did tried to fantasize that it was him. She was not successful at convincing herself with the fantasy. Tom was rough and used her like a toy. Last night, she was tied up, gagged with panties and being fucked like a slut. That did not seem like it would be Cameron’s style. Rachel imagined he would be slow and tender, for a while at least.

(M/Tmtf) The new whore in town (anal creampie)(bj)(rope)

I just moved in to my new house by myself a few days ago, small but nice, exactly what I need. A lot of stress always comes with moving so I needed to relieve some tension. Each room needed to be “christened” so I figured I’d start with the living room. I set up my fucking machine on the floor and angled it up so I could get fucked on the couch. I was so ready for it and so turned on I didn’t realize I was in clear view of the house across the street, I could even make out the furniture in their living room. I didn’t see anyone so I continued getting fucked and playing with myself. I was exceptionally horny so I used almost everything I had. Nipple clamps, anal plugs, paddles, ball gag, a chastity cage and i was even wearing a collar that reads slave. I was switching between fucking the dildos and sucking them while filling my ass with the plugs. After about another 20 minutes of fucking myself I glanced at the house across the street and thought I saw someone standing in the window but back away really fast. I enjoyed being watched so I continued a little bit but decided this would be the perfect time to go meet the neighbors.

Room 192 – Psych Eval (Suspense, MF)

ROOM 192 – By EggSaladSamurai

“Kirsten Alena Lynn, Born 29th of June, 1993. Five foot eight inches, One hundred sixt-”

“We gonna do this everyday John?” Kirsty asked impatiently.

She stood in a small concrete room, facing a security office behind a sheet of bulletproof glass with a steel door on either side of her, both arms crossed, her leather messenger bag over her left shoulder, open, waiting for her freshly-reviewed credentials to be placed back inside.

“You know procedure Kirsty, we have to make sure we’re dotting the ‘I’s. Besides, This wouldn’t take half as long if you didn’t cut me off everytime I read you-”

“This wouldn’t take half as long if you weren’t all so interested in staring at my tits.” She said, flatly.

Her sharp blue eyes cut straight through the glass shield, and John sighed.

“Fair enough.” He looked over at the monitor on his right, and spoke into a desktop microphone. “Jig’s up boys. She’s coming through.” He passed her ID badge and Assignment letter back to her and slapped the button opening the door on her left. “It was mostly Dan’s idea anyways!” He shouted after her. “Fuck you John!” She shouted back.