You say “yes sir” and slide down to your knees as you were commanded. As you do you feel the thin fabric of your panties press lightly against your clit and feel the lace gently part your pussy lips. You feel your breast trying to spill out the top of your corset. But that’s why you wore it tonight, so that your breast would spill out and everyone could see. Your nipples are hard as little pebbles and basically the only thing that keeps your breast contained. I am standing before you with only a pair of slacks on. I tell you to do your job. Your hands expertly unbuckle my belt, unbutton and pull down my pants. I step out of them and you toss them aside. You turn back to me and can clearly see my hard penis straining against the fabric of my shorts. There is also a large wet spot that has formed letting you know that I have obviously enjoyed your night of exhibitionism. I loved the looks from strangers as I showed off what belongs to me. You gently pull my underwear down and my hard cock pops out and brushes your cheek. You can feel the wet trail I have already left across your face. Your instinct is to put your mouth on the dick but you know the rules and pull my underwear the rest of the way off and toss them aside. You turn your focus back to me and take a moment to just soak in the scene. You are on your knees, wearing the skimpiest outfit you have ever gone out in public in, precum smeared on your cheek, I’m towering above you, my hardness is sticking straight out. A large drop of clear liquid has formed on my swollen purple head. You study my cock as it waits for your attention. You love how the head seems to be trying to push through the skin. How it pulses and swells. How the head is so bulbous and the ridge that drops sharply to the shaft. How the shaft is hard but soft at the same time. Tough sponginess. The difference in color beneath the head where it is very pinkish before turning to a normal skin color down the shaft. The veins that run and twist around the shaft. The large vein that swells and pulses. Pushing more clear fluid out the tip. You know you can feel those veins inside your pussy when we fuck. Down to the balls. The big, swollen, full balls. You can see them expand and contract. You see the drop of fluid drip from the head. You instinctively stick your tongue out and catch the drop of slick, salty fluid. I have grown tired of waiting and grab the back of your head and force your mouth over the very cock you were just marveling at. I shove you down hard and fast. The dick slides all the way through your mouth and down your throat. Too deep and it makes you choke a little. But you know I like that. I pull your hair and pull you off the dick. You get a breath as I shove your face back down. This goes on for a few minutes as I fuck your face and force you to swallow all of me. Eventually I pull you off of me and sit down in the chair in front of you. You know what to do and begin to run your tongue all over my hard, hard shaft. You lick down to my swollen balls. You gently suck each one into your mouth and roll them around. Your tongue easily finds its way across my skin. You are jerking my hardness with one hand as your mouth leaves a sloppy spit trail as you work your way down. I feel your saliva running ahead of your tongue. I love the feel as it runs across my skin. I feel it run around my balls and down my ass crack and pool. You use your fingers expertly to massage me as you lick and suck my tender flesh beneath my balls. You flick your tongue across my skin and use your fingers on my balls, taint, and ass. You are driven by the moans and guttural sounds escaping my mouth. You are quite sure that I couldn’t form words right now if I had to. You feel the wetness between your legs spread as the pleasure you are giving me pushes you on. I am moaning and writhing in ecstasy. You keep on playing with me. Treating me like you were an expert on dick giving a lecture to your class. I feel like my whole body from the waist down is slathered in your slippery saliva. You decide to give me relief and keep working your hands on me as you slide up and take my twitching cock back in your mouth. You are expertly sliding my engorged dick down your throat. You feel my balls contract and hear a different pitch in my moans that tell you I am about to cum. You move up and start jerking me as you keep sucking and licking my swollen head. You can feel the cum pushing up my cock. You take your mouth off and start jerking quicker. My head swells much, much larger as the torrents of cum explode out. I am all but screaming now and the hot jizm sprays out of my cock and splashes across your tits and face. You can feel the hot sticky liquid running down your breast and your face is covered. I feel like I have cum a gallon. I am finally able to open my eyes and see that you are splattered with my juice. Cum is dripping from your hair, nose, cheeks and lips. You keep stroking me as you climb up just enough to kiss me. The sticky cum is now smeared on both of our chest and faces. As you kiss me I can taste the salty sperm in and on your mouth. We are both now a gooey mess. You return to my softening dick and begin to suck softly. I moan and writhe as you clean my cock of any cum left. I am exhausted and my dick is now soft again. I will need a break before round two. You gently hold my shrinking dick in your mouth and lay your head on my thigh as I try to get my breathing under control. You are happy and content to hold me in your mouth as you lay your head in our messiness and wait for me to recover.
Tag: Straight
Helping me stop smoking (MF)
So i’ve been a smoker since high school. It started at 16, my parents had sent me to an all girls catholic school. I became friends with a group of girls that smoke, drink and soon emulated their behaviour.
Its been 10 years now and i can’t stop smoking. My bf does not like it. A few days ago, I finally decided it was time to quit and my bf offered to help me. We agreed that if I smoked again, I would be punished. We had not agreed on any punishments yet, it would be up to him. In my mind I though the punishment would involve maybe doing his chores or paying a fine. I was wrong.
One afternoon, I got home from work, and had the place to myself. I did not expect him for another half an hour. The urge to smoke was very strong but I tried my best to resist. Went to take a long shower, trying to clear my mind, but the more I tried to fight it, the stronger the urge got, to the point that I finally caved in. I had a secret stash of cigarettes, I went to get one and went straight to the balcony.
[MF] I felt bold and got touchy with someone I just met.
A few years ago, my friends and I used to frequent this event at a bar. It happened each week and we’d go as often as possible. After not going for month or so, we were extremely pumped to be out there again. We got there early and met up in the parking lot. My friends Pablo and Ryan were there pregaming and rolling blunts for the night. I joined them in the car and helped.
Around the time we finished rolling all the blunts and drinking most of our drink, Ryan’s girlfriend Ruby pulled into the lot as well. She hopped out of the car and she brought a friend. Her friend walked around the car and greeted everyone, but she seemed like she did not want to be there nor with us. Not in a rude way but like she just wasn’t comfortable and would much rather be at home.
I [M] 30 fucked my wives [F] 26 best friend [F] 22
This story is crazy and true, I had this up on another account but loss my login info. I’m writing this on my phone so if it sucks, sorry.
When this whole thing happened I was married to a redhead who was 26 years old, petite with average tits, maybe Cs at best, but she shine in the ass department. She had a big fat ass. However, she was very boring in the bed. Never wanted to give me a blow job and when she did, she would stop the moment she tasted precum and act like shes about to throw up. When it came to sex she only wanted it about every 3 days. She was very jealous and whenever a beautiful woman came around she would talk shit to me about how much of a slut she was.
Anyways when she was like 22 years old she went to nursing school and became friends with this girl we will name Taylor. She told me taylor was a girl, and I never met her for like 5 months. I always would make lite jokes that taylor was really a guy since I haven’t met taylor.
The Centaur Queen: Part 3 [MF] [arguably bst]
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ow2mcf/the_centaur_queen_part_1_mf_arguably_bst/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p54c5e/the_centaur_queen_part_2_mf_arguably_bst/)
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“Now are you going to fuck me?”
Miklem was caught off guard only a second before he got to it. He shuffled closer to Ellara, grabbed her legs on either side, and slowly but quite easily sunk all eleven inches into her. Both of them moaned in enjoyment, if not so much in physical pleasure. It was quickly clear to them that, of course, even Miklem’s massive cock couldn’t fill her up. Nor could her pussy — warm and wet as it was, tight as she gripped him — stroke him with enough of a grip to bring him to orgasm. Nonetheless, they kept at it anyway for several minutes, entranced enough by the wonderful closeness and connection they felt in this position. Miklem’s breathing remained heavy and steady as he plunged in and out of her slick hole, each of them inadvertently teasing the other but never giving them full satisfaction.
Piece by Piece: Chapter One [MF] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Cheating]
“Both hands on the wheel stan,” I said as I looked over at my husband.
“Relax,” Stan said as he put down his phone. “Just Maxwell telling me about the meeting tomorrow,” he said with a smile.
“Well, he can wait,” I said, looking at the icy road ahead. I hated this stretch of road. It had claimed many lives, especially this time of night. “You guys have your seat belts on?” I asked our kids in the back seat.
“Yes,” they all chimed at once with slight annoyance.
“I have gotten us to your mum’s place and back home every year since we got married, not once have we had an accident,” Stan said as he shook his head. “Relax.”
It was easy for Stan to relax. He had never lost someone to this godforsaken road. Back in high school, I lost four of my friends. I was supposed to be with them, but at the last moment, I chickened out. We were all going to go to a motel out of town to have a substantial makeout session with the boys. Chuck Tidell was the guy my friend had picked out for me. He was tall and muscular, and he played on the basketball team.
[MF] My first time with an older woman at work pt.2 (based on a true story)
See pt. 1 for context
After we got cleaned up a little bit, we went into the restaurant. She reapplied her lipstick and handed me some napkins before we walked in to make it less obvious she had just sucked the life out of me and made me squirm five minutes earlier.
I was still in shock at how quickly our first encounter had happened. There was still a great deal of tension between us because I was pretty embarrassed and I don’t think either of us had anticipated this whole hookup actually happening despite us both wanting it to.
Surprisingly, dinner was totally normal for what two coworkers on a business trip. We even ran into a couple other coworkers which made me incredibly nervous. I didn’t know how obvious it may have been, but to this date I have never had any reason to believe any coworkers had a suspicion, to which I attribute our age difference.
After dinner we walked straight over across the parking lot to the hotel. Knowing we had coworkers staying at the hotel, we both checked into our own rooms like normal. As we walked to the elevator she looked around to make sure nobody was around and told me quietly
[MF] After the Opera, an Orchestra of Orgasms
Honey, my girlfriend at the time, surprised me with tickets to this special showing of a movie where the soundtrack was played by the local orchestra.
This opera hall was about five times bigger than any movie theater. Honey was wearing this silk tank top and these tight pants, that hugged her perky ass just right. Her makeup was on point as usual: smokey eye shadow, elegant lipstick. Even in her heels, I towered over her by nearly a head. While I never asked, I was almost certain I had at least 100 pounds on her, if not more.
The plan was to watch the movie then spend the night at the house she was house-sitting for. Now, if you ever get the chance to see a movie with a live orchestra, I highly encourage you to go. There was an intermission included to stretch your legs and grab an alcoholic drink.
We both get a cocktail for the second half of the movie. Our hands have been on each other’s thigh the entire time. Honey was never one to be crude in public: she would just have this little smirk on her face knowing what would happen later that night.
A Dish Best Served Hot V.2 [M/F][Cheating][Long Read] Part 1
A Dish Best Served Hot
This is my first erotica post. Grammar might be shit but I refuse to apologize.
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“Goddamn it Steve, stay with me! Fuck, man, you we’re supposed to go to the track with me next weekend and show me your car!”
“Time of death, 0545 January 31st, 2021,” the physician lamented. As he passed Victor, he patted him on the back and softly said “I’m sorry”.
All the nurses and doctors and Respiratory Therapist filtered out of the room; Victor remained. He looked down at Steve, one of his patients, and pressed his eyes closed forever. “He’s only 25 years old,” he whispered with sorrow, “way too young. This fucking virus….” He balled up the plastic disposable gown and slammed it into the trash.
“CODE BLUE ROOM 899. CODE BLUE ROOM 899. CODE BLUE ROOM 899,” The intercom blared.
“No…. Lisa!”
A wave of green scrubs rushed into the room, beeps and alarms sounding off. Victor ran off towards the room, slipping on another pair of plastic protective gown and glove.
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Life is short .. make it sweet
My boyfriend and I took a road trip this Spring – out to the hilly beautiful country where he used to go hunting. He wanted to show me some of his memories and I was looking forward to some quality time together.
I love riding with him – it’s such a turn-on to watch him behind the wheel of that big black hunk of sexy steel – to hold his hand and stroke his fingers .. to listen to him tell stories .. and to know that we might find a spot to pull over so we can take the edge off the hot tension we always build up when we are together.
As we got closer to the river, the road was winding and climbing. The timber was thicker and beautiful, and we came across a very old cemetery up on a hill. It was mostly hidden but he knew it was there. He pulled up the steep narrow drive and we got out to walk around.