I’ll try to catch you…… [FM] [F]

**Check Please! [FM] [F]**

Whenever I have to travel for business I always make sure Rick and I have a date night my first weekend back. I usually wear something super sexy and low-cut. At dinner, although we attempt to talk about how our week went, Rick spends most of the evening losing his train of thought and completely being distracted by my tits.

I love the fact that at 50 and married forever he still has the hots for every inch of my body.

Talking dirty to him, especially at the most inappropriate times has become a sport for me.

For instance, while the waitress is heading toward our table, I would ask him if he would like to fuck Pam’s tiny little pussy sometime. “**Our favorite waitress**” But that’s another story….

My timing is perfect, so Rick usually ends up speechless when she is in front of us. Sometimes I get him so worked up that his cock ends up straining against his pants. He would usually ask me if I intended to keep him pinned under the table for the entire night or just till food comes.

[mm] my first college experience

My first bisexual/gay experience

I (18) was in my freshman year of college, first time in the real world by myself. I’d always had a feeling of wanting to try something sexual with a guy, I was straight all throughout high school. Had my fair share of girlfriends and don’t get me wrong, I love pussy. I love the taste of pussy, I love the feel of pussy, and I love the way pussy sucks my cock while my girl was cuming. However, I just had the interest of playing for the same team, maybe just once.

I moved into the dorms, not knowing anyone else there. We had private rooms but shared bathroom/showers. Late one night in my second week at university I went into the shower room and heard one of the showers running, not thinking anything about it I walked into the shower stall opposite the one running. I started to undress, setting my wallet, key, cigarettes, lighter, watch, and towel down on the dry bench just inside the curtained stall. I started the shower, undressed, stepped in and lathered up.

Doctor Boss’ Perfect Cure [Medical Kink] [M/F] [30’s/19] [Female Orgasm]

**Originally posted on** r/Erotica **and literotica (cannot get link to work) April 4, 2022**

At nineteen years old, Liv Miller had never been seen by a gynecologist. It wasn’t too surprising seeing as Liv had grown up with just her Uncle Oliver, who had been pretty useless when it came to teaching Liv about her growing, blossoming body. Well, now it was in full bloom and after a quick trip to the nurse on campus, it was recommended that the young woman have a full exam with an actual gynecologist.

So, that was how she ended up there, sitting on the padded exam table in nothing but a thin, ugly-patterned gown. This was embarrassing. Liv had never been nude in a doctor’s office before and it just felt… Really weird.

Every time Liv would shift, the wide strip of protective paper would crinkle loudly. She mostly just kept her nose in her phone, aside from when she was talking with the nurse and telling her what was going on. So far, everything was going fine. It was just like any other trip to her regular doctor besides the fact that she was nude.

Yoga Release [FF]

I exhaled and gently thrust my hips upwards, in the midst of my downward facing dog. The stretch felt good and I lifted my hips up higher. Something caught my eye from the neighbouring window behind my garden. 

I had never noticed anybody in that window before, until now. The garden was private, but there was a little gap in between the trees, creating the perfect viewing point. A girl with noticeably long dark hair looked directly at me. I pretended not to notice and continued to thrust my hips into the air. I glanced over quickly and almost lost balance as I realised the girl had her hand on her right breast on top of her vest.

No longer in control of my breathing, I swallowed hard. She was watching me. Watching me stretch whilst she got off. I took a deep breath and stood back up to reach my hands to the sky, taking this moment for another glance. The girl did not look away. She gently stroked her breast and teased her nipple with her fingertips. Was she enjoying knowing that I could see her?

[FM] Poker Night

If I were your wife it would be nice if you organised a poker night with a few of your friends maybe just 3. Luke and 2 others.
I’d wear something smart and sophisticated but something that showed my legs and when I bent forward I’d show enough of my cleavage to attract attention but not to show everything.
The four of you would sit around a table playing cards while I waited on you all delivering drinks and nibblies.
You would be able to see the guys discreetly watching me their eyes on my legs as I walked around the table, seeing my cleavage as I put their glasses down.
As the evening wore on and all of you had a few drinks your friends would get a little bolder, as I walked around the table one would put his arm around me when thanking me for his drink.
Another would stroke my bottom as I put more nibblies on the table.
Your friends would be aware you were there but consider it harmless play, especially with my little giggles
When I wasn’t around your friends would draw you into discussion about me.
Talking about my legs, my figure, my breasts. Luke would even ask what I was like in bed, you would just wink and say nothing.
Your card game would continue and I would continue to deliver more drinks.
Now one of your friends Luke puts his hand around me onto the back of my leg as he talks to me you can see his hand slowly rise up my legs and under my dress.
He looks at you, smiles and continues slowly stroking, moving his hand up.

My [M25] experience with a Tantika [F] continued…

I had just gotten on the massage bed and Savannah started to slowly move and massage my body.

She’s doing hand movements and massaging my entire body and head intertwined with doing impressive light hand movements on my cock. It was a sensory experience and it took me somewhere I didn’t know existed in regards to sex and pleasure. I was having intense sacred geometry visuals when I closed my eyes. I could feel her drawing cum up my shaft, knowing exactly where I am on my “I’m about to blow no point of return” meter and playing me on maximum for probably a half hour straight. She was able to find my prostrate and gave me quick back to back orgasms that I wasn’t expecting.

All of a sudden she starts working my cock with a technique I hadn’t felt yet. It felt like sex in a way, and I could feel my breathe trying to increase. I told her I couldn’t keep up with my breathe and she just said “I know” and with that I blurted out “I’m going to cum” and with that she didn’t smile, just looked at me and said “okay” in a gentle tone. Her look she gave me was approval and with that, I ejaculated the hardest I ever have from a handjob, covering myself from my chin to my belly button.

Rock Wall [M46/F31/F24] [MFF] [FF] [BDSM]

Ellen came down the wall after climbing the course she’d designed and set on it. Indoor was no replacement for the complexity that nature carved into outdoor cliffs, but she felt satisfied she’d set a satisfying course. She liked working at this indoor gym because it had a chimney, not just two angled or opposing walls but a full opening in the wall for her to play with. She’d put a chock in that would require some clever work to get over. There were a few months before real climbing season began, and she was already well on her way to peak shape.

She was massaging her forearms when she saw the two of them enter the gym. A young woman, petite, looking around herself in startled curiosity, and an older man, looking at the people rather than the place. Ellen walked slowly towards them, her attention captured by the girl. She had startlingly big eyes that might have made her look vulnerable except for the intensity of the blue in them, and was truly small, perhaps breaking five foot, perhaps not. She was wearing leggings and a tank top, and her red-blonde hair was straight and silky to her shoulders. Her body curves interswerved with muscles, a small waist but irrepressibly wide hips and the tank-top and sports bra underneath were doing heroic work constraining her breasts. She stood like she had no awareness of anyone else looking at her, or wanting to look at her, but Ellen was not the only eye drawn to her.

Couples Massage turns into Couples Delight [MFMF 30s – 50s] [massage] [squirting] [fingering] [true story]

My husband and I recently went on vacation and went to a local spa for a couples massage. Our massage therapists brought us back to the room and told us to get as naked as we were comfortable. If you’ve seen my profile, you know that I have no problem with nudity, and we both frequently get nude massages back home. So our clothes came off and we got under the thin sheets as instructed.

Before they came back in, we were whispering about how hot both of our therapists were. His was definitely an older milf with a nice plump ass and large tits. Mine was a younger guy with toned arms and a soothing voice.

When they came back in, my therapist immediately pressed his warm hands into my cold shoulders, and pulled the sheet down to just above my ass. He then oiled his hands and my and worked his hands over in long, slow strokes. He rubbed down the sides of my body and let his fingertips linger every time he was grazing my side boob. I was already getting a little turned on from this.

The Life Long Lessons Chapter 1 [m40+/f20+] [spanking]

(The first chapter in a series with the same main characters, the unnamed woman and the man she lives with. Enjoy!)

She nervously fiddled with her ring as she waited. She had never been in this much trouble before. It was one thing to sneak out to go to a party at Andrea’s, she’d done that before and gotten away with withholding monthly payments, but this… Andrea’s parents coming home, the wild escape out the window that took along the expensive flower vase, the fall into the flower bed that destroyed the expensive gold necklace Robert had bought her when he was in China, and finally being caught by the police and driven home where she wobbled along the roadside in tattered clothes.

Robert had opened the door as she stood there between the two policemen. He had just listened and nodded as the policemen told him how they had found her, and shortly afterwards Andrea’s father had called and told him about the earlier events that he had apparently gotten out of Andrea.
Robert hadn’t said a word to her, just grabbed her arm firmly and led her into his study, then walked out and closed the door.
She couldn’t hear him outside, but she knew that he would soon have to come in and decide her fate.

Unexpected and Unintended Creampie With a Random Houseguest [MF]

*Ages referenced are from the time of the encounter.*

As college students are inclined to do, my roommates and I (M22) threw quite a few parties. Four of us lived in a rented house on a hill where privacy was abundant and we had no noise concerns. We became the de facto spot for gatherings of all sizes.

A mutual friend of the roommates, Nick, was coming to the area to visit and we said we would throw a bit of a bash for him while he stayed with us. From there, it was standard operating procedure – we got a variety of cheap spirits, some beer, chips & dip, etc. All the while we sent texts to our regular group of friends to let them know we’d be hosting again, to bring some booze and to let us know if they’d be bringing anyone else.

Nick was a bit of an odd bird. Always fancied himself a ladies man, despite a flimsy relationship with successfully wooing women. In a stroke of genius, he invited about 15 women he’d once hooked up with or hoped to hook up with in the future. “It’s a numbers game,” he’d say. He wasn’t wrong, but it put some stress on us as hosts.