I’m looking to buy an erotica. I want you to write an erotica about a Hispanic host from Univision her name is Ana Patricia Gámez you can find her on insta as @anapatriciatv, I have a budget of $40 USD (PayPal). Let me know if interested.
Category: Erotica
[M/F] Friends become lovers [fellatio/cunnilingus] [dominant male/sub female] [Male POV]
We’ve been hanging together for quite some time now, just good friends. Lately there’s been a little sexual tension as we’ve gotten to know each other. A comment here, a wink there, a little smirk. Things are progressing nicely. I invited you over so we could watch a movie and have a little dinner, and you accepted.
I opened the door and invited you in. You look amazing, even in a t-shirt and sweatpants, with just a hint of makeup on, your hair up in a messy bun. A huge smile lights up your gorgeous face as you see me.“Hi stranger!”, you tell me with a twinkle in your eye as we embrace. You smell absolutely amazing. A playful mixture of flowers and vanilla. “Hi! It’s so good to see you!!” It’s only been a few days, but when feelings are growing between between two people, being away from them for even a short while can definitely make the heart grow fonder. Our tacos are just staying warm in the oven, so I took them out and we put our desired toppings on. We start the movie and settle with our plates on the couch.
Submission 1101 [BDSM, Spanking]
Submission 1101 Part One: Meeting the Board
As Jamie sat on the blue, cold, hard, plastic desk chair her mind was immediately flooded with memories. Her high school years weren’t the best for her and she had sworn to never go back again. Yet here she was, 28 years old and once again sitting in one of those desks. This time she felt different. In high school she was anxious and nervous because she wasn’t in the cool crowd. She didn’t have many friends and was considered too nerdy to be dateable. Today she was still feeling anxious, but it was for a whole new reason.
Adventures in Broadcasting, pt 1: the Cougar [m/f] (fiction)
Shortly after graduating, my old man pulled some strings for me and got me a job in the newsroom at a local TV station. I won’t get into details about what all I do, but I worked closely with the on-air talent. Eventually I befriended the morning traffic reporter, who was nothing like her on-air persona, but in a good way (she cussed like a sailor, smoked weed, had a vicious sense of humor, and told me she and her husband were swingers). She had been at the station for awhile, but had worked within the market for about 20 years and still looked hot. She was in her late 40’s, but her body was still toned and had a bubble butt that you had to see to believe.
One day after our shift she suggested that we went to a local deli for lunch. As we sat to our table, she asked me a question out of the blue that shocked me: “So, kid, you want to fuck me or what?” I nearly choked on my sandwich, and while I weakly attempted to stammer and answer, she tried to pull the old “whoops-I-dropped-my-pen” act. As she disappeared under the table, I felt something pulling my belt off and unzipping my pants. When I leaned back to see what was going on, she pulled out my cock and approvingly said, “Hmm. Not bad.”
A ride in a taxi
It was my best friend Kelly’s birthday so to celebrate me, Kelly and three other girl friends had been out on the town for a much needed night out. we was all completely drunk so we decided to all share a taxi home. the cabby went to all the girls houses and dropped them off one by one until i was the only girl left. after my friend left and i was alone in the car with thecab driver I realized i Hadn’t paid him any attention and I felt a little guilty so i decided it
would be polite to at least acknowledge the guy. so i shuffled into the middle of the rear seat
and looked at him in the mirror.
“soooo been busy?”
“Me ?? No i haven’t.. darn unlicensed cars everywhere. How am i supposed to make a living? I cant compete with these people”
I started to regret asking faking interest and nodding as he ranted on.. “They don’t pay insurance, tax, half the cars Don’t even look road worthy. its a Absolute
joke, don’t ever get in those cars alright?”
[First time writing Erotica. Suggestions welcome] Homecoming Pt.1
It was a shit day. All day. Wake up: headache. Coffee: left on top of the car. Work: sucked. Drive home: sucked. I was hoping 2021 would start to bring *some* kind of change. I was hoping I could leave the shit day in the driveway. As I sat there for twenty-or-so minutes, I thought of everything that had been happening. Sarah’s new job. My job. Our conflicting schedules. Schedules so far out of line that our sex life had gone down the toilet. We were trying to make appointments to fuck rather than the spontaneous kitchen bang we would have on a Tuesday. Now, we were looking to share relations January 15th at around 7:30 PM (permitting neither of us were tired or feeling out of it). Everything was flaccid. My life. My dick. Everything.
It was 6PM. I still had an hour before Sarah got home. And, I could only imagine, it would be another sexless night. I took a breath and left my car; I made my way up the driveway with hopes of a hot shower and maybe some quick masturbation. As I got to the door, I made to my front pocket for my keys. Wrist deep in my jeans, I hear the door unlock from inside.
The Alice and Clark show (Part 1) [3rd Person] [MF] [Bondage] [Fiction]
Drew leans forward on his taupe-colored, padded, leather office chair, clicking from email to email, making sure he’s up to date on the office’s happenings. A good day for the company, for sure. New business rolling in and some older clients looking for new services. Being a consulting firm in advanced tech can make for interesting days. But there is still no taking away from the reality though, of it being “the same old,” after years of grinding and building a reputable firm. As he finishes the last new message, Drew leans back in his chair, rubbing his eyes gently, and looks out of his office window to the dark-haired girl sitting in her cubicle from the glass partition of his office. His dark-haired girl; and smiles.
Just as he goes back to his computer, and the work in front of him the sound of the glass door opening breaks his daydreams.
“No knocks?” Drew mocks, jokingly at his friend. He breaks into a smile, “Thanks for coming by.”
“No probs, I was just around the area,” Clark replies as he seats himself on the cube-shaped armchair, facing his good friend. “Look at this place,” he says marveling at the meticulously decorated corner office. Contemporary, sleek, and clean. “Do I need to take my shoes off at the door?” he laughs?
Robotic Erotic [F/robot, anal, vaginal, erotica]
When a woman finds a robot at the market that doesn’t seem, well, all that happy, she takes it upon herself to engineer a fanastic device that will allow them to feel sexual pleasure… Because what else could bring someone more pleasure and joy? Kink abounds!
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As always, I am open for commissions starting at 30 GBP per 1,000 words – please e-mail arianmabe[at]gmail.com for more information or see my profile!
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Saheeli stepped lightly out as she strolled through the market, confident as she moved through the crowd. Although there were skin tones of every kind in the rougher and more rugged sides of the market, she blended in with her rich, dark skin, dark brown hair pulled back and falling in light waves from where it was drawn up high on her head. It was a practical way of wearing it out of the way, especially considering that she was known more widely there as an artificer, though being a planeswalker in a new city came with its drawbacks too. Everyone there was looking to step up in life and defending herself had come into play more than once already.
Video link included.
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**There’s a story behind every video:**
Jasmine took the keys out of the ignition. Coming home from the gruelling job as a high school teacher really eases her mind, from the chaotic insubordination of her difficult kids to a sweet and caring husband that would relax her body and emotion is just the difference between night and day.
She even made an excuse to escape the staff meeting.
She walked towards the door smile stretching ever step towards home.
“Yeah just like that babe! Finger me harder!” moaned a girl inside her home.
Jasmine froze. *’What? What’s happening here? Is he watching porn?’* she thought to herself. Gently and quietly, she turned the knob of her door walking inside with little to no sound.
“Oh Jake! you make me feel so good!” yelled the sound coming from their living area, complimented with some wet slapping noises she knows all too well.
*’That’s not porn…’* she thought walking closer towards the corridor to their couches. She peeked through the slit of the slightly open door and saw her husband making out with a girl, his fingers fucking her pussy like he does hers. The girl wore a white sundress, a sleeve of sunflower tattoo covered her fair light arm.
Morning Passion [MF]
I just want to wake you up with kisses on your neck while my hands trace down your body to find their way into your panties.I want feel you stir while you press your ass against my hardening cock. I want to slide your panties down your legs and massage your clit. You turn around to face me as your hands grab my waist band. You grip it firmly and pull downward, practically tearing my shorts off me. You smile and lick your lips as my cock springs out of them. I pull your body closer to me and raise your leg slightly so I can slide my member against your wet lips. You let out soft moans before grabbing my head to pull me in for a kiss.