Marina and Russell Pt. 25 [M72/F22]

**”Five erotic surprises”**

Late evening. I’m sitting and waiting for Russell to come home. And soon I hear the sound of the door opening and I quickly go to the hall. He staggers and smiles, looking at me with a silly look. I think he’s drunk!

“Hello, honey…”

Indeed, he’s drunk! I judge by his voice and speech.

“Russell, where were you after work?”

I asked, and he answered:

“Employees invited me to the bar, we talked about work there, and in the end it all ended with this…”

Russell suddenly fell on me, accidentally threwing me down on the floor. And his face was on my breasts. He closes his eyes and says with a smile:

“Baby, I adore your soft breasts…”

I got embarrassed and said:

“Russell, stand up and go to the bedroom, rest on the bed!”

I’m trying to raise him up, but he’s so heavy! I hardly walked him to the living room, he sat on the sofa and he said:

My ex-gf [f] wanted to record me [m] fucking her

My then gf, Maddie, wanted to take a weekend vacation. We decided on a beach city which neither of us have ever visited. We rented out an Airbnb: a room in a lavish house overlooking the water.

We spent the night out, getting dinner at an Italian place and spending some time on the beach at night. When we returned, we opened a bottle of wine and watched a movie together. During the movie, we cuddled up and got cozy, enjoying the wine.

By the end of the movie we had finished the bottle. Maddie is a lightweight and she was feeling the alcohol even though I’d had way more. Maddie got flirty, and we started making out. It was a sloppy, tongues all over each other, no holds barred sort makeout session. After a few minutes, she stopped and looked at me.

Maddie: Do you want to watch something else?

Me: Like what?

Maddie: How about porn?

Maddie and I had recently been joking about watching porn together, and I thought she wasn’t being serious. But she was definitely serious now, as she grabbed my laptop and went straight to pornhub.

Fast asleep [CNC] [TW] [AFAB/AMAB]

This is a story requested by my partner. I would love some input on it as I really don’t want to show it to any of my usual editors… I’m sure you’ll see why. I can’t see any spelling, grammar, tense errors anymore because I’ve been staring at it so long so if you find them feel free to lmk.

Please enjoy.
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[MF] Thank for the help 📚

In any level of education middle school, high school, especially college I barely managed to pass them.
I say especially in college, cause I was falling behind already and this final exam was either going to help me or break me. While the professor was telling us about the exam he added that it was a two person group to the exam. At that moment I knew right away I needed to pick someone that would guarantee a pass on this exam, I got my belongings and moved next to the boy who was in the top 3 in the class(kinda nerdy) . I asked him if we could partner up and he first was a bit shocked but then lightly mumbled “ya”. He asked me straight out that if I was only tagging along with him to help myself with the exam. I felt that I owed that to him so I told him yes, and that I would repay him some way. So I invited him to my apartment when my roommates were gone, and we studied. After a few hours of studying and drinking some alcoholic beverages we took a break. My self being a lil buzzed and horny I asked him if he has ever seen a pair of tits to which he replied not in person. I proceed to flash him and tell him to grope them. He shyly asked if he could suck one of them, so I let him. Next thing you know I’m on my knees blowing him. He pulled out and I swear he must of been saving him self cause he came all over my face and chest. I’m sure that was good enough to repay him for helping me.
(And yes I passed the exam)

I [F] (almost) Masturbated While Wearing My Sisters Wedding Dress – Part 3

Before you read this, you should go and read parts 1 and 2, they’re pinned on my profile. I’ll try to keep this one brief…

After an earlier outing, the white lingerie that came with my sisters wedding dress was at the dry cleaners, with a pile of other things. I like to take care of some of my more expensive lingerie, so it doesn’t get washed at home.

My assistant was meant to collect it on Friday, but ended up having more important matters to attend to. So I collected it myself, while running a few other errands.

I was so excited to have it back, that I immediately found the nearest disabled bathrooms and changed into it. I was wearing a moderate dress, as I was planning on meeting my rather conservative mother later. I stripped out of everything I was wearing and put on the incredible white lingerie.

The delicate, almost invisible, stockings caressed my silky smooth legs. The tight suspender straps cling to my thighs and frame everything perfectly. And finally, the thong, once again turning almost transparent as it sticks to my increasingly moist pussy.

The time my boyfriend didn’t let us fuck a stripper in Thailand [FM] almost [FMF]

We’re at a really nice restaurant on some double digit floor overlooking Bangkok, but I’m so fucking jetlagged. We’ve just landed after a 20 hour flight.

“Hey, do you want a coffee or something?” He asks me.

“Coffee? Dude, I’m gonna need to see some drugs or some titties to stay awake.”

He laughs. “I’ll see what I can do.”

We’re both degenerates that love sex and strip clubs.

After dinner, we go play connect four and smoke hookah in plastic lawn chairs outside a strip mall. The tobacco and the merciless need to crush my boyfriend at this game do wake me up. Some girls in bikinis walk by us and invite us to a “show” inside the strip mall. Finally, some titties.

We go inside for the show, and it’s like a western strip club, except there are four or five girls up on the stage at once. There are two poles set up at either end of the stage. The other 40 guys here are all watching the stage.

I, 19[F], have been wanting to seduce the guy I babysit for, 43[M], forever, and I finally went for it!!

Ok, so I have been babysitting for this family for a long time now, and I’ve always had a crush on the dad. He is so tall, like 6’2″, stays fit, always wears a suit for work. His kids are cute and easy to take care of, 5 and 3, and his wife is soo dumpy. Like, she’s overweight, doesn’t put any care into her appearance or exercise like he does. I can tell she annoys him and he wants more.

I’m 19, hot, skinny, natural blonde. I have perfect perky tits, and my stomach is so flat my hips hurt out and if you look straight down you can peek into my jeans. I’m home from college this week for spring break, and I decided I’m going to try to fuck this guy. Let’s call him Nick. Ever since I was home for winter break, I’ve been thinking about him. He came home one night after playing basketball, wearing workout clothes; just like basketball shorts and his college tee shirt, and I could tell there was something there. I was sitting at his kitchen island, and he was standing so close, he was standing in between my legs as he drank his water, eyeing me over, and looking down at my cleavage. Eventually, he cleared his throat, stepped away, pulled out cash to pay me (tipped me wayyy too much I’ll add) and told me I could go home.

Michael & Kayla – Part 4 [MF]

**[PART 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tho6if/michael_kayla_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)**

**[PART 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tj2yoh/michael_kayla_part_2_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)**

**[PART 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tjhryv/michael_kayla_part_3_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)**

*A virgin!?!*

“How is that possible?” Kayla asked the stud sitting in front of her. “Have you looked in the mirror?” She was bewildered.

“I, uh, I don’t know.” Michael said, practically in a whisper. His eyes were glued to Kayla’s bare pussy, and he just couldn’t seem to look away.

Kayla looked down to see a full hard-on poking desperately up against Michael’s thin shorts. Surely, the garment were being stretched to the absolute limit. His cock strained visibly; it had to be giving him discomfort at this point.

“Like what you see, mister?”

Michael sat speechless, his head unconsciously bobbing back and forth only slightly in sheer disbelief.

“If I ask you a question,” she prefaced, “will you answer me honestly?”

A brief nod of agreement followed by another gulp in his throat was all he could muster.

Kayla decidely went on as she asked him a question she thought about many, many times, “Have you ever wondered what my pussy looked like?”

The drugs turn her into the mindless toy she’s always desired to be. [M/F]

It was the first work party since the end of the pandemic. You know the type of event, free food, free drinks and plenty of drama. The venue we were in was swanky, dimly lit and smelled of cinnamon. Little booths dotted the perimeter of the dance floor, and the bar was a smooth piano black littered with every type of alcohol you could imagine. I leant at the bar, suited up in my best white shirt, with a glass of whiskey observing my colleagues, some of which I’d ever only seen over a zoom call. People seemed happy to be socialising, laughing and giggling as conversations echoed throughout the place. It was then that I saw you walking through the crowd. I’d recognised you from the finance department meetings we’d had online, such a pretty small, pale face, with your bright eyes, scarlet red lips and flowing silk hair. Your webcam didn’t do you any justice. I never could have imagined how incredible your tiny body was, especially in that little black dress that adorned your petite frame. It hugged your little waist oh so perfectly, contouring to your firm ass and showing off your little pert tits to perfection. I sipped away at my drink as I followed your path with my eyes, your supple legs striding across the dance floor as your black stilettos clinked at the ground. I was eye fucking you in my mind, imagining what you would look like tied up in my bed, naked and vulnerable. Wondering what your delicate little pink pussy would taste like with my tongue dipping inside of it. Your feminine walk ended as you joined two of your female colleagues in the booth opposite the bar, they smiled warmly as you sat down beside them, as you pulled your short dress awkwardly down over your smooth, shaved thighs, trying not to expose your creamy soft skin. You smiled as you joined in with their conversation, chatting away about frivolous work topics no doubt. I kept my gaze closely on you, no other woman in the room came close to your innocent beauty, your body in my mind was begging to be fucked. It was then, as the music lulled softly in the background that your friend next to you nudged your arm and made you aware that I was looking straight at you. We locked eyes as they giggled, it was intense. An immediate chemistry was acknowledged without words, in that brief moment before you looked away and started giggling too. The corner of my lip rose slightly as I smiled, I had my opening. I necked back the remainder of my whiskey and placed the glass back at the bar before making my way over to you. The two girls in the booth looked excited and started whispering in your ear, as I paced towards you. My tall imposing frame and broad shoulders, cut a hole through the dance floor, as I arrived in front of you, leaning into your booth,

Becoming a Slut [MF][BDSM]

As you take one last look into the mirror before your blind date you know you look good in your very short black dress, black heels, black lace bra that makes your tits look great and no panties because it makes you feel slutty. You grab a black choker right before you leave. You aren’t sure why you like to wear it you just know you love the feeling if it being constricted around your neck.

You arrive at the restaurant a few minutes early because you were taught good girls arrive early. You told your date what you would be wearing and he told you he would be in a black suite with a white shirt and a red rose in the front jacket pocket.

You see him walk in and he instantly takes control of the room. He stands about 6’ tall, broad shoulders, clean hair cut and just enough facial hair. You two make eye contact and he instantly gained control of your pussy. It begins to drip.