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Long Layovers (MF) (public)

The seatbelt light turned off and all around me, people stood up to gather their bags, but I only stretched and yawned. Usually, I try to get off the plane as soon as I can, but I knew I was facing a long layover in a small airport and had no intention of rushing to the waiting room.

Prompted by the frustrated looks of the person next to me, I grabbed my bag and headed to the door. As I disembarked, my thoughts drifted back to the movie I was watching on the plane, more particularly the leading actress was dancing across my mind. In the movie, the actress’s typical clothes, sweatpants and loose t-shirts, couldn’t fully hide her impressive body from my greedy eyes. This left me with hours trapped in an empty airport and feeling a little horny.

As expected, this minor airport was mostly empty with not a lot to do. Finding my gate mostly empty, I grabbed a seat and went back to my movie. The moment the actress reentered the screen, some blood redirected to my dick. I took some furtive looks around and sensing nobody looking, started to gently rub my dick through my pants causing it to slowly stiffen. I felt some rising excitement with the slight touches and knowing I was in public. Read more »

A Meeting on the Metro (mf) (public) (rough)

My sub and I wrote this story together. It’s from two points of view, as such my contributions are in bold and her’s are in italics. We were posting as /u/FlidaisBound, but decided this name would be easier to remember.

We hope you enjoy.

**It’s 5:00 PM. Rush hour. The metro is packed in the middle of summer. I wait impatiently for the doors to open so that the car will empty out and I can find my way in. Hopefully a seat. The doors slide, people bustle out, people bustle in. I walk in and quickly see that each seat is taken. Fuck. I grab the pole in the center and swing around it to face the doors. Only ten stops to go! My heart leaps in my chest as I make eye contact with a beautiful olive skinned woman with auburn hair. My eyes widen in surprise, hers do likewise. Small smiles paint our faces as we both look away. She grabs the pole and swings around, facing away from me just in time for an avalanche of people running to make the train to push us further back against the people already filling the car behind us. I feel my face heat as her tight, perky little ass is presses firmly into my crotch.** Read more »

Kat my middle aged play partner. [MF]

Find yourself a older lady

I have seen many middle aged women. I love women of all ages, and with age comes the willingness to be completely open and wanting to please. Younger women seem to not know what exactly they want or might be more reserved. Older women know what they want and are not afraid to let you know. I have done most of my bucket list things with older women. If you have never experienced an experienced older woman, I feel you should seek them out.

I met Norm and Kat on a swing website, they were somewhat local and they messaged me first. Norm and Kat were a mid 40’s couple who wanted to find a younger man to pleasure Kat. Kat told me that Norm would not watch or participate at all, he simply wanted to listen and be there when we played. They would host me. We spoke online for a week or so, and then KIK. Kat had a pretty smile, great breasts and a bit of tummy from two kids who were grown and out of the house. Kat was available to play on a saturday and my schedule allowed me to meet up. I liked Kat from the get go because she was down to earth, easy to talk to and made her want’s known. She told me she is down for anything but anal, which makes my job easy. Read more »

Response to a Redditor [MF] [Erotic Pen Pals] [Age Gap] [Daddy]

**Date:** May 15, 2020, 11:00 PM

**Location:** Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

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***Dear*** u/cleopatrascunt,

A simple thank you seems incredibly inadequate after reading your [powerful letter](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ggo5il/erotic_letter_to_a_redditor_1_hopefully_of_many/), but I’m struggling to find a better response. I’m in Vancouver this week, attending a retreat for our senior executives. I’m chuckling right now because your letter arrived at a less than opportune moment. You couldn’t have known, and I’m to blame for not having any restraint. I should have waited until I was alone to read your latest post, rather than savoring your powerfully erotic words in a ballroom filled with 75 global colleagues. Oh well. Fortunately I’ve been able to enjoy your work in private a few times since.My life has been quite stressful of late. I’ve come to this erotic fiction forum to find an escape. I’m delightfully stunned to have found someone who wants to escape with me. I hope this world of fantasy is one we can continue to explore together. Read more »

The interview (pegging, forced bi, femdom)

Scouring the house, flipping couch cushions Chris searches everywhere..”fuck where are my keys I’m late”. Chris says to himself. Finding the keys on of all places the nightstand , chris chuckles and grabs his pistol and slides it into his holster. Adjusting his suit paints to the weight of the gun, grabbing the slim fit gray suit coat and it’s off to work. Locking the door in a rush and jumping into his vintage challenger the engine comes to a roar as it starts with life. Moving rapidly out of the driveway the black beast leaves even darker exhaust as it hurdles down the street. Late for work but ever since retirement as a detective and now running his own private investigation firm things have been hectic and today was interview day for new investigative assistants.
Making it in record time the front end slams into the driveway apron as Rizzo pulls into his designated office parking spot. The mirrored glass doors swing open as his familiar secretary’s voice breaks his day dream ” you’re late”….”I know I know ” and don’t I pay you Rizzo mutters in the slightest tone. Throwing his ass into his leather backed chair for a brief second before Miranda his secretary wings open his door with a stack of files that she flops on his desk with a thud. “These are open cases and employment applications ” said Miranda. She is a curvy redhead that loved to wear short skirts and low cut tops exposing her voluptuous breasts to tease and ultimately deny Rizzo every chance she got. “Thanks who’s my first interview?” Rizzo inquired. “She used to work in the 113pct squad, young latina woman” Interesting Chris thought to himself….. Read more »

Those Big Green Eyes Part Four [Anal][Demonic Possession][Rape][Squirting]

I lay back in my seat stunned at the news Tara had just delivered. “Ummmm honey I’m sorry but I have to meet with our Pastor today.” Tara’s eyes began to swell with tears. “But…..but we never doing anything together Dad” she says as she looks down at her feet trying to hide her tears. “Ohhhh look Marty you made her cry!” the demonic voice says mockingly. “Shut the fuck up. You know why I am doing this” I say to myself. “Look Ol Marty boy lets weigh our options here. You could A go down and see Pastor Brian and tell him all about how you jack hammered your wife’s face hole till she passed out and then get arrested. Or B go to Lilly’s pool party and see those big beautiful teenage tits of hers in a skimpy bathing suit. I think you know which option to pick Marty” the demonic voice said. Read more »

Escape Part 3 of 3

(comments always welcomed)

Almost a week passed without hearing from her. She was constantly on my mind. Each night I would be online for hours hoping that she would sign on.

The thought of how uninhibited this woman had been and had allowed me to be wouldn’t go away. I was thoroughly infatuated with her and I didn’t know what to do about it. Would she want to meet me? Would she worry that I was still some kind of psycho?

On the fifth day after I received an email: one line.

“Where do you live? Red Hott”

I replied with the city and state. I worried that sending her my street address might seem overeager.

The next day, I received another email.

“O’Malley’s: 9:00 p.m. Saturday. Your Red Hott will be the one in red, head to foot. My Hard Rider should be in black, with a black cowboy hat. Red Hott”

Saturday! Jesus! How did she know about O’Malley’s? I was scared shitless, but excited like a kid on Christmas Eve. What presents would I receive on Saturday? Read more »

Those Big Green Eyes Part 4

I lay back in my seat stunned at the news Tara had just delivered. “Ummmm honey I’m sorry but I have to meet with our Pastor today.” Tara’s eyes began to swell with tears. “But…..but we never doing anything together Dad” she says as she looks down at her feet trying to hide her tears. “Ohhhh look Marty you made her cry!” the demonic voice says mockingly. “Shut the fuck up. You know why I am doing this” I say to myself. “Look Ol Marty boy lets weigh our options here. You could A go down and see Pastor Brian and tell him all about how you jack hammered your wife’s face hole till she passed out and then get arrested. Or B go to Lilly’s pool party and see those big beautiful teenage tits of hers in a skimpy bathing suit. I think you know which option to pick Marty” the demonic voice said. Read more »

Mollie’s after-school meeting [MF] [Cheating] [Schoolgirl] [Oral] [Blowjob] [Older man/Younger woman] [Dom/Sub]

Mollie always loved those few seconds between when she knocked on the front door and the man who lived within answered. There was that tingling apprehension she felt deep in her stomach – the sense she always had that what she was doing was incredibly naughty – coupled with the raw excitement of knowing exactly how much fun she was going to have over the course of the next few hours. It was in those few seconds that the tension that had been building over the prior weeks finally reached its peak, and she found she always a deep urge to turn and run away, but always too late – by the time she’d talked herself out of it, the door was wide open and she was being invited in.

She’d had plenty of meets like this before. They were easy to arrange really – a quick post in the right forum using the right kind of language and suddenly her inbox was flooded with messages from all sorts of men wanting all sorts of things. The hardest part was finding the right one, and some early disappointments had taught her what the good indications (and crucially, the red flags) were. Mollie knew what she was looking for anyway: taller, stronger, older men who were happy to just take what they wanted from her and then leave her alone. No strings, no fuss, no awkward cuddles with a stranger. And no man was going to turn down a blonde, 18 year old schoolgirl offering to come round. Read more »