Washing Machine Repair [neighbors] [mf] [weed, cannabis, 420] [drinking] [anal] [consensual] [flannel] [wholesome]

I keep playing with this one and am liking where it’s going. Debating whether it should be third person. Feedback and critique welcome!

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It’s a spring, rainy Saturday afternoon: warm air, cold rain. You’re walking out of your apartment and you see me in the hall walking into my apartment, next door. I’m wearing a worn flannel shirt, some old jeans with paint splotches all over, knees torn, and carrying a laden bag of Home Depot stuff. I’m drenched too; it looks like someone (me) forgot their umbrella. There’s a puddle of water where I’ve been standing while fiddling for my keys.

“Hey there Kurt,” you say, smiling, as you step into the hallway. You’re wearing a flowing spring sundress, hanging by straps from your freckled shoulders. Even in our sunless shared entry hallway, I make mental note of its semi-transparentness, then shake it off. I realize I haven’t seen you without your mask. I thought you were gorgeous before, but now?

“Hi Miya,” I respond, cheerfully. Some water drips from me to the floor.

“You’re in marketing right? But I guess you’re a handyman too?” you say, nodding to the Home Depot bag.

Sun and tequila ends in cruise ship balcony fun [MF]

Cruise ships get a bad rap from younger people, and 99% of the time it’s from those who’ve never been on one. Sure, they have a reputation of being for older people, but this is just because they don’t want to let the secret out. Lots of fun in the sun, lots of alcohol and lots of skin on show can create a pretty wild atmosphere…

When my wife [F33] first suggested we book a Caribbean cruise my [M33] first thoughts were the same as I presume most peoples’: we have to have sex on the balcony. It’s fair to say my wife isn’t a fan of public play and immediately said no, but that would just add to the challenge and the fun.

I’ll save you the travel itinerary, but once we made it onboard the ship the sun, alcohol and skin had us in overdrive, fucking morning, noon and night for the first couple of days. I occasionally hinted at the balcony, but it was a no-go: basically there were dividers between ours and the neighbours’ balconies on either side. So they were technically private, but it wouldn’t take much to stick your head around if you wanted too, so my wife was adamant that it wasn’t going to happen.

Filling each other’s void – Part#01 How It Began [55M20f]

**This is a work of fiction. You must be 18 or over to read this story. In real life, incestuous relationships often cause deep psychological damage. This story is provided for entertainment purposes only. All persons in this story are over the age of 18.**

_”Fuck James, your cock feels so good.”_ Jamie moaned softly as she continued to grind against James’s hips with his cock still buried inside her pussy. It was rare that she had managed to find an angle that she enjoyed while being on top of him as her legs straddled either side of him. With her back arched, she continued to ride with enthusiasm making her firmed breasts jostling up and down, her nipples hard and peaked between James’s fingers. Jamie had one of her hands gripping behind her husband’s thigh as an anchor as she moved harder downwards to thrust his narrow cock deeper.

Anticipation built as she realized that perhaps this was the time she would finally be able to experience an orgasm with James and not from her hand. Using her freed hand, Jamie grabbed hold of James’s wrist and placed it on her neck trying to get him to grip her neck in the hope that he would somehow get the idea to manhandle her, to choke her for her arousal. Alas, James simply stroked her neck lovingly and Jamie returned with soft moans to hide her frustrations.

Chloe the Roommate 3 [TF/M]

Hope you all enjoy. Sorry for any mistakes. Let me know what you think.

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“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 breath normal and Don’t. Move. A. Muscle.

Relief comes when I hear her in the kitchen. I hear her tiny footsteps walk slowly pass my door and then I hear a door close again. Maybe I was in the clear. I better just go to bed and not overthink any thing.

I wake up around 8ish for some reason. I try to go back to sleep but its not happening. I think about last night and worry what she might say. I think the best idea is to just ignore it. I get up and peak my head out of my room.

Cutie Cumpire Goes to Work [MF]

[*Original Short: Cutie Cumpire Goes to the Movies*](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/pa4y2o/wp_its_well_known_cum_is_an_alternative_for_blood/ha4jk39?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[*Part 1: Cutie Cumpire and the Subreddit*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbqgbz/cutie_cumpire_and_the_subreddit_msolomfexhib/)

[*Part 2: Cutie Cumpire and the Sticky Keys*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbr2n4/cutie_cumpire_and_the_sticky_keys_msolo_mf_exhib/)

[*Part 3: Cutie Cumpire Gets Sextual*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbrfhg/cutie_cumpire_gets_sextual_fsolo_mf_exhib/)

[*Part 4: Cutie Cumpire and the First Date*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbru4w/cutie_cumpire_and_the_first_date/)

*Check the comments/follow me for more stories in this series.*

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Nora and Jasper met up again on Friday. And Saturday. Jasper had agreed to help his mom with her gardening on Sunday, but they saw each other again on Monday. And Tuesday. And then later that week, they exchanged phone numbers. The next week, they traded addresses.

And then just like that, they were dating. Boyfriend/girlfriend in-real-life dating.

Their sexting was undiminished. And Nora was being particularly brazen on a Tuesday afternoon.

Jasper: *C’mon Nora, you can’t do this to me…*

Nora: *Why?* 😈

Jasper: *I can’t have an erection at work all day!*

Nora: *Deal with it.*

Jasper: *I would, but I don’t think you want this all going down the drain.*

Nora: *No!* 😡 *don’t waste my cum!*

Jasper: *Then stop sending me pictures of your ass!*

Nora: *then stop looking at them* 😈

Cutie Cumpire and the First Date

**Tags: [MF]**

[*Original Short: Cutie Cumpire Goes to the Movies*](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/pa4y2o/wp_its_well_known_cum_is_an_alternative_for_blood/ha4jk39?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[*Part 1: Cutie Cumpire and the Subreddit*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbqgbz/cutie_cumpire_and_the_subreddit_msolomfexhib/)

[*Part 2: Cutie Cumpire and the Sticky Keys*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbr2n4/cutie_cumpire_and_the_sticky_keys_msolo_mf_exhib/)

[*Part 3: Cutie Cumpire Gets Sextual*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbrfhg/cutie_cumpire_gets_sextual_fsolo_mf_exhib/)

*Check the comments/follow me for more stories in this series.*

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Jasper wasn’t sure he was going to survive the wait until his Thursday date with Nora. Seeing her in person for the first time would be intense enough, and he’d gone and cranked it up to 11 by suggesting the casual first date activity of *hey I heard vampires like cum why don’t you drain my balls*.

For better or worse, a project exploded at Jasper’s work and he ended up working late into the night for the first half of the week. He still chatted with Nora throughout the day, but he basically just worked and slept from Tuesday through Thursday.

He guessed correctly that work would run over on Thursday too, so he’d brought a change of clothes and would have to go straight from work to the bar. Fortunately, they were able to get all the tests passing right before Jasper had to leave. He’d be able to sleep in on Friday, at least.

Camp Lady if the Lake Pt. 1 (MM, first time, oral, romance, wet dream… characters are 18+)

Looking down at the sidewalk below their feet, Tommy mumbled “Man, it’s almost over.” He looked up to Dan with a look of realization.

Graduation was only a few days away. It was to be their last summer of freedom and innocence. Well, teenage innocence. They both enjoyed their mischievous innocence, parties in the woods, trying to hit homeruns with the girls but always striking out for some reason, sneaking in to abandon houses looking for signs of ghosts… typical teenage boy stuff.

“I know dude! There’s only a few months before we’re both off to college.” Dan responded in the most serious tone he could muster. “College girls, dorm parties…”

“Adulting!” Tommy interrupted.

Being the more adventurous of the duo, Dan turned to his partner in crime, “We gotta blow this summer out my friend! We’re eighteen; we only have a couple months left of freedom!” Seeing a little twinkle of light starting to form in his best friend’s eyes Dan continued. “We can’t go off to college virgins! We can’t start our adulthood without a bang! Do you want to look back in twenty years, on this summer, the LAST summer of fun and think we shoulda done more?”

His Little Woman – Part 1 – [F][BDSM]

He has promised you a surprise. A surprise and a gift when he gets home. And that is in just a few hours. But time enough to prepare yourself. Your body. Your mind. For him.

He didn’t give you any specific instructions. Just to be ready when he got home. And enough warning and enough time to enjoy the preparations. Luxuriate in it. Enjoy the process of becoming his perfect slave. His good girl. Taking the time to let everything else go, to focus entirely on him, serving him.

You start of course, by stripping naked. It’s not a rule in the house, in fact, he so enjoys when you wear those dresses with the short skirts. You of course wander the house nude often, but today it is to help with the mindset. The reminder that you are merely a toy. That you exist merely as a vessel for him to find pleasure.

It’s not true of course and you both know it. He cherishes you. He respects you. But that is part of what makes it all so fucking hot. Putting on the masks . . . Or maybe pulling the masks off . . And for a time living within that fantasy.

[MF] When the flirty Christian girl takes you on a pilgrimage around the block and later you recite the old testament and new testament at two different churches

During my time, to put it bluntly, as a hoe I wanted to at least try and date. I was naive and took my dating profile to what I thought was “safe territory” : long term dating, ratcheted up the age range, and took off any short term dating. I watched my matches dwindle but one caught my eye. She was a couple years older, loved Jesus, loved him some more, and talked about how she was finding her mister right. Nothing overtly sexual in her profile and she loved going to the gym and bake sales. I messaged instantly and after a bit of back and forth SFW texting we swapped even more SFW pics and then she asked if I wanted to come to a house party her friends were having. Of course I’m game and she says there’s drinking and if I get too tipsy I can sleep it off on her couch.

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Swallowing the boss’ cum at the massage parlor [F18]

Candace scurried to the massage room hopped up on the table. She felt like running a marathon after snorting the coke. It might have been the best she ever felt in her life.

*No wonder people do this at parties!* She thought.

Suddenly, the Russian woman’s head peered in the room and saw her perched on the table.

“Get naked! Stupid girl! He is getting out of shower!”

Without needing to think, Candace stripped her clothes and folded them perfectly.

“Dubiina!” Galina cursed at her.

Candace waited, naked and jittery, in the room. Her nipples were incredibly hard and he found herself excited to massage Maxim. She was even becoming quite aroused.

*Does cocaine make me horny or do dangerous men make me horny?* She pondered while counting her teeth with her tongue for the third time.

A moment later, Maxim walked through the door wearing a white towel around his waist, another over his shoulders, and the flip-flops all of the customers were given. He barely looked at Candace and shed the towels on the floor then climbed naked onto the table. It seemed like he had spent a lot of time in the gym and a tattoo parlor. He had a crudely drawn tiger on his back but most of his tattoos were on his chest.