The Storm [MF]

Preface: I literally awoke to a thunderous storm outside and this story in mind at 3am. Instantly, I knew I had inspiration and the need to write. Hopefully I can do the conjurations of my mind justice and for but a moment you can enjoy…

The Storm

A flash, white light piercing the encompassing darkness of sleep. The thunderous sound of the storm mere feet away outside his window ripping him from the dream that was no more. Eyes open, the thoughts are lost as he can hear the thick pane of glass rumble and vibrate. His eyes open now, the room filled with only the pitch black of the witching hour.

Suddenly blinding white light fills the room through the crack in the thick curtains as lightning strikes once more. The storm has awoken him, and yet he knows not why. A thousand times before he’d slept soundly through such experiences. Yet, this time something stirs…

A Monumental Farewell

I hold her close, arms clenched tightly, never wishing to let go. We both know these are our last few moments together and no by fault of our own. Life just dealt cards that made our world incompatible, but the feelings, desires, and experiences we shared with one another will remain forever. As I pull away, I see the pain in her gorgeous doe like eyes. They’d always shone just right and been one of the things that attracted me most to her. She’s smiling through the feelings she’s experiencing and all I want to do is to take it all away.

A tear ekes out of her left eye and begins making it down her soft cheerful cheek. My heart twinges knowing it’s to mourn the loss of me. I rest my palm just under her cheek and brush it aside with my thumb. I keep my hand there and continue to rub. My mind takes over every ounce of my being. It coerces me to lean in and press my lips onto her own.

A good morning…

Laying behind you, I awake to your morning beauty. Strands of hair drape over your face. I move to brush them aside and see you smile, seemingly subconsciously as my fingers graze your soft skin. Your beauty is a true sight to behold. Still naked underneath, I can feel my throbbing morning desire being held by your soft silky thighs. I moan slightly as you move one leg up and down, gripping me between. Your head on my other arm and gripping my hand, I am trapped.

I bite my lip, attempting to restrain my moans as you seem to know exactly what you’re doing. I look down at you catching you quickly shut your eyes as you feign being asleep. I know how to play this game as well as I position the tip of my cock just between your folds. The more you move, the deeper it sinks and soon the tip is pressing against your clit. I begin to move my hips, sliding myself between your ever-glistening lips, making sure to rub it lightly against your perfect Pearl driving you insane.

[MF] An Autumn Eve of Wintery Fire (Part 2)

*This is a direct continuation from part 1, which can be read here:*

[*https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g86ibi/mf_an_autumn_eve_of_wintery_fire_part_1/*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g86ibi/mf_an_autumn_eve_of_wintery_fire_part_1/)

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Through your panting, you muster something quiet that I can’t quite hear. I look at you puzzled and ask what you said. You take a deep breath and compose yourself as best you can considering, and repeat yourself louder. “I want to try something… but… you have to promise… not to do anything I don’t tell you” you say, still breathing heavily.

My mind is dizzy, and I lay back, placing my arms behind my neck. I am confused, but something in me pushes me to pursue this intriguing itch. “Ok” is the only word my mind can even comprehend at this moment.

You lift yourself off me slowly, moaning as it reaches its tip. With one small movement, my damp still solid member slips out, slapping my abdomen as you let out an almost inaudible whine. I see your naked figure skate across the cold floor, as you move toward the bathroom. I can see the light turn on inside, and you disappear. I roll to my side, finally catching my breath. I pick up the precipitating green bottle and pour yet another glass of champagne, gulping it down and attempting to quench my insatiable thirst.

[MF] An Autumn Eve of Wintery Fire (Part 1)

*Preface: *As a big fan of erotic literature, I wanted to finally put something together to post online. I tend to be a bit more on the cheesy romantic side of things and hope I didn’t go too overboard with it here. I tend to get a bit detail oriented and thus have tried my absolute best to ensure there are no spelling, grammatical, or punctuation mistakes, however I would love to hear feedback of all sorts including any corrections or changes you think should be made. I found it much easier to use myself as the main protagonist and as such included a short bio at the beginning for readers to better follow along. If that is difficult for you or throws you off in any way, then by all means, please disregard the first paragraph. Anyways, without further ado, here’s my story:**

***An Autumn Eve of Wintery Fire***