The girl who introduced me to the naughtier side of reddit was a coworker of mine at my last job. Before her, I only occasionally hopped on Reddit and that was just to find fellow gamers. Anyway, she was like me in that she was Latin but pretty whitewashed. She was sweet and had a pretty face, but she was definitely not petite. She was 5’2” and she was THICK. Kinda skinny legs, but the rest of her was not. And because of that, guys at that place didn’t really notice her. But I certainly noticed her smile, low cut shirts and ample cleavage.
She was always very nice to me. Anyway, one day, she randomly stopped by my desk (she never did that) and attempted small talk… asking how things were and whatnot. And that was that. Then a short time after she walked away, she sent me a text saying she’s always such a chicken around me.
Tag: Swingers
Slave to Love [MF]
In the city streets sensation was easy to come by and hard to make last. Easy givings were often misgivings to never hold again. The hard edges and the soft corners. The sad look in the eyes of people. The fear of walking alone at night. In the city, sensation was everywhere and yet nowhere together. It beat in the walls of the dance clubs and longed for in the hearts of the lonely.
Even something as simple as smoking a cigarette was some sort of feeling, and a man was standing outside an office building in the night, pulling and breathing out sensation. He kept to himself from the people around him and drew his arms together just the same. In the high of a Saturday night, people walked the sidewalks and crossed the street, cars buzzed past with the windows down blasting the latest song over the radio. Madonna was everywhere, holding the world by the throat. No matter where you went, the sensual sensation of her voice poured from the windows of homes and from the radios of passing cars and walking people.
Revenge time – girl from sorority [MF]
Check my most recent post for any setup to this moment.
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My fraternity decided to throw a party this one weekend that was themed. It was themed as if we were on an island (not very original I know) but it always was super fun to bring out that side of people. I had on a pair of patterned shorter shorts and really ugly Hawaiian shirt I had found at a thrift store since I didn’t have time to get a regular one. We brought sand to the house to put outside to give the illusion we were at the beach.
The party had started and everyone was having a really good time. All of a sudden I noticed my now ex’s friends walk into the party. My ex is nowhere to be found. I almost completely sober up immediately as I’m filled with anger and I walk over and ask them what they are doing there and they said that they didn’t want our relationship to be ruined (meaning the friends with me). I didn’t want them to stay but the other brothers did so we allowed them to stay.
How I met my wife. [MMF]
Paying for accommodation was hard going during my final year at university. Part time work didn’t cover the costs so I got a friend (Adam) to share my single bedsit, totally against the rules but halved the rent for both of us. The down side was it was a bit cramped. Two blokes in a small single bed room with a small kitchenette wasn’t too comfy.
We took turns on who had the bed and who had the floor to sleep on. The cramped conditions meant there was no privacy. The glass door to the toilet/shower left nothing to the imagination so modesty was quickly forgotten. We soon got used to each other’s morning glories (he was a big boy) and eventually gave up with secret masturbation as it was never secret no mater how hard you tried. We were soon both masturbating together huddled around a laptop watching porn without giving it a seconds thought.
[FEEDBACK WANTED] Panties and Other Stories About Panties (W/T) CH. 2 [Fetish][FF][WATERSPORTS][BDSM][FFFF][REMOTE TOYS]
**LONG POST ALERT**
I’m working on my first erotica novel (really my first long-form writing project since term papers) and I’m looking for feedback—constructive or otherwise!
I’m nearing the 100 page mark and for some reason I thought that would be a good milestone to go back and edit the totality of the rough work I have so far. As you might imagine, there’s A LOT of cringe in there, A LOT of purple prose, A LOT of thesaurus writing, but there’s also A LOT I’m extremely proud of and I think my concept is still strong even if some of my execution can’t stand on its own.
That’s where you guys come in! I need a competent editor(ial staff) to give me their unvarnished thoughts and most merciless criticisms to break me of my terrible habits. I am 100% in favor of compensating you (I can’t do it monetarily at the moment, but even though I’m not a Lannister I always pay my debts).
The major questions I have with the work are as follows:
Does it turn you on? Is it too much? Do the descriptions bore? Are you not (otherwise) entertained?
First Time For Everything [Bi] (MM)
2. First Time For Everything
For the longest time, Ryan would on occasion have a fantasy about giving a blowjob. This was something that had originated in his formative years but he never acted upon. To his knowledge none of his friends sexually flowed in any other direction other than straight except one, Dylan. Dylan and Ryan met at a previous work placement and knew from whisperings around the cubicles that he was bisexual, one night at the bar when Ryan confronted him about it, Dylan had confessed it was true but that he often more than not still preferred women over men. Something about the act itself intrigued him – he desired to know what it was like. He wondered what it was like to be in a feminine position, to be submissive to a man, to taste and feel a man, even. One day, he had to know. He talked with Kylee regarding it, and she agreed to allow him that opportunity as they had explored much wilder things before and she had even craved to experience a woman herself. Dylan had no idea Ryan had been curious about experimenting as the two never discussed it, in fact, other than Kylee, nobody knew about Ryan’s interest.
An unexpected surprise – The tail plug.
“Cheer up babe, it could be worse, I could have left you at home alone again.” Your comments don’t ease me at all. Sulking, I look out of the window.
“Plus once we get to the party and you start to relax you’ll only realise just how little of an inconvenience it is” your words only reinforcing my already uneasy mood.
My mind wanders into what is to come. How am I supposed to hide this from everyone? Why did I ever agree to come along like this!? These thoughts race through my mind as with every second I reposition myself on the front seat to alleviate any discomfort.
The sudden end of our journey interrupts my day dreaming as you slow down and park in front of the house. In my mind I decide I will never let you do this to me ever again. Not in public, never ever.
You open the passenger door for me, even under the current circumstances you’re still a gentleman to me.
Brittany’s New Puppy III: Going Deeper [ff] [bst] [inc]
“Shit,” Sarah swore softly under her breath. She sat on her bed, watching her sister Brittany with an almost morbid fascination. Brittany lay on her stomach on the ground, completely naked and pinning down her dog Cooper as she sucked on his large canine cock. She worked with enthusiasm, her hand pumping tirelessly while she bobbed up and down, her tongue teasing the full length of the animal’s shaft. As Sarah watched, Brittany pulled away, a victorious grin on her face.
“Yes!” Brittany exclaimed, laughing as a stream of cum exploded from Cooper’s dick, coating her face with runny dog jizz. Sarah sighed, a little impressed by her younger sister, but mostly hoping that she’d forget the…
“Looks like I win,” Brittany said, suddenly standing in front of Sarah and pulling her out of her thoughts.
“It was hardly a fair bet to begin with,” Sarah countered. “You’ve sucked Cooper off so much more than I have.”
“It’s not like I’ve ever stopped you from practicing,” Brittany replied. “And besides, you had like twenty minutes to get him off. I could see him getting bored waiting for you to give up.”
[MMF] Unbalanced Threesome
Last winter I had been chatting back and forth with a couple for about a month and was starting in to think they were just going to ghost me or had second thoughts.
Their headline was asking for “Big Strong Older Bull Needed For First Threesome F 22 M 23”
I messaged them explaining that “Hey, I am a mid 40’s male here married 24 years. 6’3 255 pounds, not flabby and well endowed. I have been into the swing scene for years and that I also travel for work often. Not into drama just some fun.”
They responded were both looking for someone like me and sent a flurry of messages back.
The boyfriend was Jared, and he made it clear he envisioned this to be a double team on his girlfriend of two years. Had a fantasy about maybe double penetration and spit roasting but was understandable uncomfortable about asking friends to join. Jared sent along his pictures, which wasn’t something I was that interested in. He was a tall, and lean with just average looking college age white guy look.
FUCK CON 2020! PT. 1[ORGY][PANSEXUAL][KINK][BONDAGE]
Our little convoy looked like a scene out of *The Road Warrior*. We were rumbling a steady north-west up the interstate; going just over the speed limit to reach the sum total of our lewd desires awaiting us at our destination. And what was the pulsing terminus of our longing? This year’s Fuck Con.
This year the world renowned confab was being held under the mammoth steel canopy of the Circo® Dome™. Lord knows how the organizers were able to inveigle the wholesome-faced telecom giant to host such a debauched and not family-friendly get together. I’d heard whispers that Marty Gallows, the Desperadoes coach, and Lance Summeral, The CEO of Circo® had been caught blowing each other at a downtown sex club and Fuck Con’s deep-pocketed promoters were able to use the snuffed-out scandal to their advantage. The public line was that money spends, but we were prepared for the hordes of preachers and placard carrying flocks that surely awaited our arrival seething with anger.