From Neighbor to Summertime Fling (Part 11) [F/F/M 30s][Cheating][Long Reads][Multiple Chapters][Threesome][Flashback][College]

The sun quickly snuck through the window in the living room and shot a bright and warm ray across Carrie’s face, eventually bringing her out of the night’s long drunken slumber, but waking her up with a crushing and pounding headache. As she opened her eyes, the marching band inside her brain got louder like she was standing in the middle of a parade. Immediately, she closed her eyes again, but nothing seemed to help.

Rolling to her side on the couch and groaning, Carrie reached out to whoever was in the vicinity, like an actor in a movie holding on to a cliff, trying to save herself, “Water, water.” The last thing she remembered was sitting down around the fire last night but the only thing on her mind now was getting something to drink to wash away the desert-like dryness that was caked around all the sides of her mouth.

What happens when you (33f) unblock your besties ex. [MF]

It’s been a while since I posted an update. I’ve been having a pretty awesome last couple of months. I went back home to The Philippines for almost the entire month of January. I went on holiday with my sister and saw my family. Sis and I went to Palawan and El Nido before heading to Cebu for a while. It was the longest I’ve ever been without the kids so it felt very freeing.

While overseas I was posting pics of my travels and made a few little reels for Insta. While using it I decided to unblock the guy from my first story. My closest girlfriend’s ex. A few days later he messaged me and I enjoyed chatting with him for the rest of my time away. No flirting or anything but just where I was going and things like that. I don’t think I’ve said his name before but I’ll call him Miguel from now on. It’s similar to his real name but not it.

“Hey Sweet Pea, why don’t you give me a little taste of what’s between your legs. You can call me…Detective Clit Tracy.” [30M/29F, Second-Person POV, Soft Dom, Cunnilingus]

I was minding my own business, as usual, nursing the dregs of my Manhattan while the Broken Arrow’s busted jukebox scratched out the smoky crooning of Perry Como.

“Dream on, indeed,” I mumbled, punching the ice in my tumbler as I searched for the final sips of that copper liquor. Lost in thought, I stared into the mirror behind the bar counter, my slick hair falling artfully in a small loop near my eyebrow. I pushed it back and rubbed my chin, inspecting the formation of–what time was it?–seven o’clock shadow. It was then that I saw the red vinyl door swing open and *you* stepped in.

My mood–soured by a shit case and an irritating client–suddenly brightened. *Talk about a stone-cold fox.* I glanced over my shoulder, hopeful that you’d park that black dress-encased ass on the stool next to mine. And you did.

I chewed against my toothpick, pushing it upwards as I gave you a sly, but friendly smile. “Evening, miss.”

EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter 13 The Orgasm Part 1 of 2 (MF FF Anal Rough/Forceful)

“I thought the boss was all alone in” once again the sounds of a rough sex session interrupted the area surrounding the office. “There?” Whispered one thug to the next.

“I have no idea butt I am not sticking around for her to sexually abuse, Joe. Cum on let’s…” What sounded like the door opening made Marie freeze in her tracks. “Damn” this time not speaking to Joe or anyone in particular. “Let me guess? W is standing at the top beckoning for me” this was once again directed at Joe. “Right Joe. Joe? Joe Joe are you still” swallowing hard with no response. Slowly, if molasses could move slower than it would beat the speed in which Marie chose to move. Finally, snapping her head around with breakneck speed. Looking for Joe Joe!

“Oh my fuck! That is so funny” dodging the swat aimed at her head by Marie. “You should have seen your face” as another scene of laughter rolled out of my mouth. “Cum on let’s do our rounds” slapping Marie on the ass. “And let me do you too” with a wink and a grope to my female companions rump we wandered away.

The One-Meter Challenge [Commissioned] [FF] [Exhibition/recording/online] [Toys] [Deep-throat] [Hard Anal] [Measurement kink] [Best Friends] [Light]

“It’s four thousand pounds,” Jessica repeated, enunciating her syllables in case the message wasn’t getting through to Chris. “That’s a hundred pounds for every inch of silicon dick we take, Chris. You can’t tell me that you wouldn’t take one inch of dick for a hundred pounds.”

Chris ran a hand through her long, dark hair, still damp from her shower, opting not to point out the flaw in Jessica’s logic; her math, shockingly, did check out, and forty inches across their six holes seemed like a laughably easy way to a tropical vacation and plenty of enviable, luxe shots for social media… so long as one thought of it as a mere forty inches and not the full meter of dick that it was.

“Do I have to guess what’s in the bag?” Chris asked, pointing at the tote bag as Jessica barged into the condo and dumped an array of white dildos out onto her coffee table. Chris closed the door and followed her friend over to check out the silicon armoury, tugging the strap of her tank top back up onto her shoulder. “…And how are we going to film this?”

How I Turned Myself Into A Perfect Sissy [M21/F26] [Masturbation] [Sissy] [Roommate]

Meanwhile I am a perfect Sissy. A next to perfect fuck toy. A cum dump, the sluttiest slut out there, but I wasn’t always that way. I wasn’t always what I wanted to be. My transformation began about three years ago, when I moved into a new place. When I moved into her place. I, or better said we had no clue on what an awesome journey the two of us would go together. And what an awesome bounding would come out of it.

In the beginning, I was twenty one years old back then, my roommate was twenty six, after moving in, it was your usual you move into a new apartment with a person you don’t know situation. We had a few drinks together from time to time to get to know each other. We had the usual who does what in the household fight. And we generally speaking, we hat to get used to each others presence.

But we grew closer more than just fast. The fact that I was a man and she was woman didn’t really mattered for the two of us. We got along, we found out that we had a lot in common, we began to spent more and more time together. And we more and more got comfy with each others presence.

You. [NSFW] [M30s/?18] [D/s] [Control] [Ownership] [Manipulation/Abuse?]

Abuse with a question mark in tags because I don’t consider it abuse and it’s from my POV but my limits are fucked up so maybe some people might find it uncomfortable even though I don’t. Anyway, u have been warned.

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You’re choking me to the edge of blacking out, my throat is still sore from the feral pounding you gave it like 2 days ago, you’ve hit me so many times in the last 20 minutes that I can taste blood, you’re just tearing up my insides, and I’m pretty sure i have at least 4 cigarette burns on my body. Yet somehow all want to do is look up into your eyes, smile, and caress your face. All I want to do is let you know, it’s ok, you can let all that energy out, you don’t have to hold back with me, the violent passion in your heart and between your thighs is unique and beautiful, how you are doesn’t make you broken or evil.

I [M]25 accidentally fucked ky [TF] face..

Hey so I’m still processing this and don’t really know how to move forward..
I have a friend who’s trans and she honestly did a great job at transitioning. She made an OF and started really building confidence and I’m proud of her for her growth. But the other day she came over to hang out because we normally do game nights at least once a week. As things were going, she ended up bringing up her OF and we talked about how she made content and what her fan base was like. Eventually the conversation ended up in her asking if she could take a picture for her nightly post and of course I didn’t want to intervene so I said sure. Then she said how she doesn’t have a male model to include in the picture. I was confused at first and she straight up said “can I get a picture of your dick near my face “

[mind control] [scandalous] There’s something sinister about scheming against your older sister, but when you’re Irish twins rivalries naturally burn hot.

*This is a continuation of a [story I started recently](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10qcvkw/mind_control_wetting_the_first_time_it_happened_i/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button). You don’t have to read the original, but it does contain a couple mild spoilers.*

There’s something sinister about scheming against your older sister, but when you’re Irish twins rivalries naturally burn hot. We had bickered since before memory; I was always upset Rachel got everything first and she bore increasing resentment for what I got away with. For all that she complained about me, it was time to show Rachel just how much I could get away with. If all went to plan, I’d be stealing home plate.

See, it all started a month ago when I was going to the theater with my friend Sasha. I had touched her and snapped, and suddenly I was the one driving – both the car and Sasha. My entire mental existence was placed in Sasha’s toned out volleyball body while hers sat in limbo. Only her muscles remembered the experience, being sore in all sorts of places you wouldn’t expect from simply watching a comedy flick.

Married Lily meets James [part 2]

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Lily waking up in James’s bed with dried cum all over her, her pussy and throat aching from being thoroughly used a few hours earlier. Guilt racking her as she quickly jumps out of bed looking around for her clothes as she hears James in the shower. She throws on her clothes and leaves. “Fuck, I can’t believe this! What the fuck was I thinking! I’m married!” she mutters to herself.

She reaches home and quickly runs upstairs to have a shower and wash the sex and cum off her and brush her teeth before she sees her husband. Her husband calls out for her “Lily! Is that you? You were at the gym quite a while today. Good workout?”

“Ahh hey babe, yup just me. Sorry I lost track of time. Really good, feeling tired now. Going to just jump in the shower” as she has a sharp intake of breath thinking of the marathon sex session she just took part in, making her pussy ache with need and her stomach also ache with guilt.