The Beach Pt. 2

It was on the way back that I realized, Ashley had only bought groceries for what I would assume is one person. That, and she loaded them into a wire out Jeep Wrangler that looks to be the perfect beach buggy. Maybe I was wrong in assuming she had a husband. Maybe not, he very well could be back at her house or golfing or working or anything if that nature.

The rest of my first day down was pretty simple. A cooler packed with a few cold beers and waters and a Gulf sunset on the beach. After sundown, I came back and read for a bit out on the balcony until it came time for my “work.” I went down to the pool and into the small pool house to flip the heat pump on. Everything seemed to turn on just fine as I walked around the pool and took in the outdoor scenery. The backyard of this place was mostly private. Tall palms seemed to block any neighboring views on the two sides with houses. With that in play and the night well into darkness, I decided to just strip down and dive right in.

Before there was reddit, and before I knew what HOTWIVES were… [MFM]

If you are my age (46) or older you likely remember the version of reddit before the internet – TELEPERSONALS.

You created what was basically a voicemail message about yourself, and could call into a number, listen to others messages, send messages back and forth, and eventually talk live.

I had a profile on one of these systems in my hometown back in my early 20s. I had no game with women in clubs, but for some reason I did well over the phone.

One day, I got a message from a couple (looking back they were likely in their 40s, but I don’t remember that being discussed) that were looking for a younger man. They made it clear that they weren’t willing to go all the way, but they wanted a young man to come watch them and see how far she was comfortable going.

It was all arranged very quickly, and an hour later I was driving to their house to meet. I was pretty inexperienced sexually (I think that was part of my appeal to her) and VERY nervous.

My [M] experience with a trans woman [F] at a local concert in my late teens.

In my late teens I used to be wrapped up in the metal/punk scene on the local level. If you grew up going through a rough existence it was the place that reliably had a place for you regardless of who you were or where you came from. I remember putting great stock into what band was on my t-shirt, the boots on my feet and the cut of my hair. I worked warehouses as a kid, so I could get away with a Mohawk slicked back in those days. There was always alchohol and buds if you asked nicely, and if your heart had the beat of a war drum the music was the sound track to the fires of your soul.

Those days were untamed and unsustainable, but the best of them are some of the best memories I’ve ever had.

I’d been looking forward to this Friday for some time. A local band had whispers of touring with some Europeans, a sign that they’d be too big for our city soon. Our city has an agricultural district on the east end. Someone, knew someone, knew someone who’s family member owned a building that had once been used for processing strawberries. That was going to be the venue for our little garage band concert, and supposedly it was as good as certain. At least as certain as impromptu venues go.

He [M] punished me [F] for fucking someone else, without his permission [MF]

As always, this is a long one, but that’s the best part, right?

Shortly after my last story, I sat down with my boyfriend and we had a discussion on what we’d like next for our relationship.

When we first started dating, it was an open one, but when covid hit, because of medical issues on his side, we had to close it.

So after hooking up with a former co-worker of mine and not being honest about it with him, I knew something had to change.

We both agreed with the combination of me not being home much due to work and him starting another career path, we needed to atleast take a break, and see where we want to go in a few months time.

Which led me to hopping back on Tinder for the first time since I met him.

Without giving too much away, when I’m working away from home, I live in something similar to a university dorm or staff accommodation hotel.

The best part about it, is for every 100 men, there’s maybe 1 woman.

It’s a horny womans dream come true.

Tamed Part 11: Chad’s Lament

Both Alanah and Claire could feel just how tense and excited I was. My heavy heart beats pounded against their skin as they both crushed their bodies against either side of me. The entire room of the elevator felt like it was full of electricity as our combined lust for what was to come hits an all time high.

My older Step-sister bit her lip, evidently worried about just how hungry I looked. She gave me a pleading expression before the metal doors woosh open. “You better live up to all this hype baby…I wanna drown in all your cum…” She reached her tip toes in her pure white heels, she gifted me with a delicate kiss behind my ear. I could feel the hammer of her heart beat onto me like a constant drum beat. 

Her eyes flicked over to Claire on the other side of me. They locked eyes for a brief moment to take in just how dominant I had become since losing my virginity. The black haired masochist was in a similar state of awe and excitement; only that she was vastly superior in keeping her composure. She slipped a sly smirk over at my white clothed sister, full matte lips curling as her nipples poked hard against her skintight latex minidress, one more push would be all she needed… 

Meeting with another couple led to fireworks and our first foursome. [Group]

My wife and I opened up our marriage and became swingers a couple years ago. We have many fun stories but here is one of my favorites. This is posted with permission from everyone involved.

My wife, Viv and I were checking our usual apps looking for people for us to meet when we matched with Emily and Blake. We ended up chatting for a while and swapping nudes before inviting them over the next night.

When they showed up the next night, Viv and I gave each other a knowing look, as Blake was definitely her type and Emily was definitely both our type. They were a very good looking couple. Blake was just under 6 feet tall with brown eyes and brown hair. He was quite fit as well. On the other hand, Emily was about 5’4” with blonde hair, curvy hips and a round ass. She had soft lips, bright blue eyes and an amazing smile.

[MM] Two totally straight friends. P1

There was this friend of mine I used to hang a lot with. While he had had done some stuff with girls back then, I was still secretly a virgin. Sometimes we used to watch porn and jerk off. One time I out of nowhere suggested what if we jerked off each other and after thinking it for a while we decided it wasn’t a good idea. After all, that would be gay. But the idea got stucked in my mind for days or weeks and how hot would that be. And I wasn’t the only one as the next time we had a jerking off session, he was the first one to suggest it again. I pretended to think about it, while bitting my lip to not just say yes, I wanted him to insist so it would be his idea and not mine. That way I’d feel like the gay one was him and not me. Luckily he did.

Moving on to a Marwari Milf(F40) after impregnating a Thai Milf(F42)

Hey guys! This is Abhi Kapur from South Kolkata. So, I am 31 now, and can be called a later bloomer. I’m 5’6″, good looking and blessed with a 6.5″ dick which is has satisfied every girl, woman and milf I have ever fucked. I am half Muslim and half hindu.  

You may have heard of Jenny from my earlier stories who had shifted back to Kolkata and we resumed our fucking. But suddenly she asked me to do something that completely rocked my world. She told me that she has saved enough money and has got her family to open a couple of businesses in Pattaya and wanted to return there and settle with her family. But she wanted one thing from me and would be indebted to me if I did it for her. What she said next completely blew me away. 

Jenny: I want you to give me a baby 

Me: ….. 

Jenny: Yes. I want to have a baby to raise again. 

Me: I … don’t … understand. 

Jenny: There’s nothing to understand. Just keep fucking and cumming deep inside me. You don’t need to be father or anything. I’m not asking you for any commitments that way. 

I [M] found out my (half) brother and sister-in-law [F] are swingers

So this just happened yesterday, and I have no one to tell, so hello internet: I had my half-brother, Rob (33m), and his wife, Alexis (27f) over for a little family lunch yesterday. They just had a baby 4 months ago, and I wanted to wait until I was fully vaccinated to see them, and after my two week post-shot time was up, here we are at today.

A little backstory: Rob and I had the same dad. Both our mothers passed away about a decade apart from each other in ’97 and ’06, and our dad passed in ’09 ago due to natural causes, and since then we’ve made it a point to keep in touch more often. We’re not super close, and we have conflicting personalities. He’s kind of a Frat-type douche bro who’s super self-absorbed, and I’ve always been the level-headed more down to earth one. When shit in his life goes wrong, since our dad died, he bitches to me, and being 6 years older than him, I tend to handle his shit for him. His wife knows this, and she sees me as the great mediator for all situations. Her and I have always had this kind of odd friendship because we’re really much alike, with the same sets of interests and such.

Jonah the Breeder [Part 2][OC][MF][female perspective][non-fiction]

This is my second series. Thank you for reading, all feedback is appreciated! This story is for a fan :*

Please check out [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nyjyw7/intro_jonah_the_breeder_part_1ocmffemale/)

I spent the next few weeks thinking about Jonah’s proposal. I mean, I’m a nanny, I LOVE kids. I’m great with kids. I just never thought about whether or not I wanted my own. I’m only 23! I can’t even imagine being pregnant right now.

The thoughts consumed me but he didn’t bring up the topic of wanting to impregnate me again. We continued texting and flirting. We’d been on a few more wonderful dates and he’d finally kissed me. He was a perfect gentleman, like he’d always been. I tried telling myself to not think about it and just go on like he didn’t say anything but I could not get it out of my mind. I kind of… liked the idea.