A Tale of No One – Chapter 2
Category: Erotica
Young Lust – [MF]
We finally got here. She grabbed my hand and led me to her house. She fumbled for her keys, then finally found the right one and opened the door. She jerked my arm in her direction and once I got inside she slammed the door shut. All I can hear is my heart pounding away inside my chest and the heavy breathing. She pushed me up against the wall and finally had her way with me. With no hesitation, she ripped my shirt off and began kissing my ear and teasing me. I was slowly melting, moaning while she kissed down my chest inching towards it, then, quickly, she licked her way up my chest. I knew what she was getting at, I delivered. I teased her to get back at her; I ran my hands up and down her sides while I kissed and bit her neck, I grabbed her by her arms, picked her up and wrapped her legs around my hips and arms around my neck. I tasted her tongue in my mouth. I threw her on her back on top of her bed and jumped on top. Fuck. This is great, every time she claws my back, every time she bites my neck and every time she makes me want to be inside her more and more, this is definitely worth getting off the drugs, especially for her. I put a hand between the buttons of her shirt and without a beat, I ripped her shirt off her back. I couldn’t fathom how much I loved her and every inch of her body. Her hand in my hair, our skins against each other, the way her mouth and skin tasted, the heat of the moment, even the aggressiveness. I rubbed my hands down her back, slowly, finger by finger, down to her thighs. I slowly rubbed her thighs, I could tell how much she wanted it from how rough she made out with me. I put by hand on her and grabbed her ass. Her breathing quickened even faster giving off the cutest moan I’ve ever heard. She got even more aggressive with me and got rougher with how she grabbed me. She ripped me off her, threw me to the ground and ran her finger down my chest and slowly kissed me from my neck down to my chest, slowly down my abs. She then stopped, grabbed eye contact and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I couldn’t think straight. I kept breathing faster and harder. She yanked my pants off, ran her finger over my member and kissed it through my boxers. I was finally putty in her hands. She pulled it out, took a minute to admire it and kissed the head. Slowly took it in her mouth, slower and slower to tease me. I clawed at the ground, moaning louder and louder. This was better than all the heroin and pills I’ve done. I grabbed the back of her hair and forced her head down harder and deep. I could feel it all. Her tongue wrapping around me. Every lick from the base to the tip. The warmth of her mouth. It all drove me to a rush I’ve never reached. I pushed her off, undid her pants and yanked them off. I ran my finger down her panties. It wasn’t hard to see how well the foreplay effected her through her panties. Then, in one instant, I’ve never had my heart pound so hard. She looked me dead in the eyes and softly said,
“Fuck me. Now,”
“Beg,” I commanded.
“Oh, please, Honey. Treat me like a slut. Your slut,” She begged.
I was satisfied. I kissed her through her panties and she let a tiny moan slip. I slid them off and climbed deeper into the fun. I lightly kissed her inner thigh leaning closer in. Once I got there, I took a glance at her, she was in somewhat of a trance, I wanted to take it further. I took one long lick, there wasn’t a distinct taste, but it was sweet, I wanted more. She slowly let out a gasp, then a moan and then grabbed my head with a tight grip on my hair. I rubbed her tits as I licked her and played with her. A kiss here and there. I slowly slid one finger inside her and moved back and forth slowly and before I could tease her clit, she was fed up. She put me on my back, hand on my chest and got on top.
“It’s my turn now,” She commanded.
She let her hips slide down onto place and mounted herself. She was taking her time with every thrust. Allowed herself to engulf herself into the lust. She moved quicker. Every moan made me want more, every thrust pushed me further to snapping closer to the temptation of the animal I was. Before I knew it, just like that, I didn’t just snap, I was devoured by madness and became the sex hungry monster I am. I lifted her off of myself, ass in hand, legs wrapped around my waist and mounted herself onto me. I moved in and out, started off slow. Pushed her up against a wall then fucked her harder and faster, moved deeper in and further out. I’m sure I broke the wall, but who cares. Once we were up against the wall, pounding was an understatement of what I was doing. She was screaming for more and alternating between clawing my back up and balling my hair up in her hand. This was fun, but we wanted more. I threw here on the bed and grabbed the handcuffs from the dresser by her bed. She kept her ass up begging for more, I pulled her arms back together and cuffed them. I jerked her hair back and fucked her against the bed. I slowed down, I knew if I went further, I’d cum on the other hand though, she loved it, the change in speed really toyed with her. I noticed the mirror behind us, I moved her to make her watch me fuck her. I finally put her on her back and got on top, I wanted to taste her some more, I was ready to finish. I grabbed her hair, encased myself on top of her and we moaned in each other’s ears. I finally succumbed to my lust and came inside her. It was so warm and relaxing inside her, I didn’t want to move or leave. I could tell by the look on her face she loved the feeling even more than I did. Her eyes almost looked as if they rolled back, I undid the cuff and hid into her chest. She played with my hair, I’m not sure why, but I absolutely loved that and never wanted to leave.
“Darling, don’t ever leave me,” she whispered.
As I held her closer, I responded, “I would never.”.
We laid there, enjoying each other. We held each other close to one another and played with each others hair and hands as we drifted off.
Continuation of That First Fall [FF][Massage][Intimacy]
Sorry for the delay… nice weather plus final exams had me tied up a bit!
Up-votes and comments will give you the last of the story ;)
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I started to fix my bed, changed the music to Lana Del Rey, and walked into the bathroom to get cleaned up when my phone beeps from another message from Nadia.
*It’s OK, I’ll be there in a few*
I respond while I start warming the water for a quick shower.
*K I’ll be in the shower. Let yourself in <3*
I tie my hair in a ponytail and quickly wash off in the shower and as I am getting out I hear Nadia let herself in. I call from the ajar bathroom door out to her, *”Hey girl just cleaning up from having just worked out. Be out in a sec if you want to get the books set up.”* I rub in a thin layer of coconut oil over my legs, arms, chest and abdomen before I wrap a tower around myself.
Nadia is unpacking her backpack that could serve as a 4 month backpacking trip by my small round dinner table. She is unloading her massive physiology tome that must be at least 1,000 pages and pulls a plastic model heart out from her bag. This is why we work so well… she focuses on studying and I focus on distracting and flirting with her.
A Tale of No One – Chapter 1 – [MF] [BDSM] [Romantic]
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
Alix
In all her twenty-nine years on earth, Alix had done very little to distinguish herself beyond the typical French woman. It is true she had managed to turn an art history degree from the university of Rennes into a creative director position at a New York ad agency, and also her brown eyes were almond shaped, almost, but not quite oriental, but beyond that she was not very different from your average young Parisienne or Toulousaine. Some might argue she was quintessential. After all she had every quality plus that special ‘je ne sais quoi’ required of every Gallic femme. Her height was average; her hair shorter than her American compatriots, less fussed with and somehow more perfect for the ignorance: Coquettish, natural, feminine without looking high-maintenance. Her legs were long and thin without being useless and her hips were feminine to the core. They were, as described drunkenly and in confidence by her male co-workers, childbearing. Her derriere was ample but well suited to her thighs. Above all, she had the most French of womanly features, something practically unique to the Frankish sex: Pert, tiny, high-pointed breasts. Just enough to satisfy a bra, but not so much that you needed undergarments in a sundress. Like all French women they would grow with the children but for now they were the breasts of youth. For now, they existed only for sensation.
Lechomancer Curses 10: Banishment [mf][ff][bondage][toys][oral][anal][paranormal]
“Hi Michael,” Brittney sighed into the voicemail. “Listen, I’m really sorry, and I really need to talk to you. I screwed up, big time, and I don’t want things to end like this. Sorry about leaving so many messages. Please call me back. Sorry.” She hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed.
This was so fucked up. She had never been the sort to cheat before, and then, out of nowhere, this charming, well-dressed man starts flirting with her. She didn’t know him, never even heard his name, and before she knew it, she was inviting him home and luring him into her bed. It had to happen on the one day Michael was home from work early, and then her stupid temper had made her so defensive. He had every right to be mad, but because he yelled at her, she screamed back at him, and kicked him out, and now everything was a mess. Brittney just really needed to make things right.
Her fiancé had stormed off hours earlier, running back home to his family, probably telling them every horrible thing they were happy to believe about her. Brittney was certain the Meyers were vilifying her, ready to crucify her. Fuck, she just needed a chance to talk to him, to make him understand that is was a mistake, a one-time thing.
Looking for BDSM literary critique group
Sorry for the longish post.
My dilemma: I’m posting this under a nom de plume. My agent thinks I am writing books two and three in a series but I’ve stopped for now. Don’t bother guessing on me, I’m not famous. The pseudonym is more about making sure my agent doesn’t find out I’ve been writing BDSM erotica instead of what I’m supposed to.
I’m 20 pages in and I like where it is going. The characters feel strong but I could also be writing total and utter crap. I’d like to find a critique group here somewhere on reddit (especially since the 20 pages wrap up a nice arc in the story) that can say ‘you need to write more’ or ‘good God please stop’. Either would be helpful. I’ve looked at different subreddits (even posted this in r/literotica) but maybe I’m just missing it. Anybody know where?
Much appreciated.
Irresistible [mf][mind-control][sex][oral] [request]
It was the first day of Introduction to Psychology, and I didn’t know anyone in the class yet, but when she walked in, I knew I had to know her. Long blonde hair fell halfway down her back, loose strands kissing the tanned skin that glowed, even under the terrible lights in the lecture hall. She wore a tight white top that showed a lot of cleavage for school, not that I was complaining. In black jeans, her long legs swayed as she walked. She sat down a few rows in front of me, and I decided to move up to get a chance to talk to her.
“Hey,” I said as I put my books down on the desk one row behind and above her. “I’m Alistair.”
“Huh?” she said, barely glancing back. “Oh, Emily.”
“So,” I said, trying to play things cool, “Are you a psych major, or is this an elective?”
She shot me a quick look of annoyance, and she was gorgeous even with the contempt in those bright blue eyes. The professor walked in, and lowered the lights, starting to talk. Emily ignored me and focused on the lecture on the syllabus and grades for the semester to come.
That first fall [FF][Voyeurish]
It was a few years back as fall started to approach in her first semester at college. She was one of those motivated types, though she was a freshman she was enrolled in a lot of the same classes as me when and I was a sophomore. I was bothered by it because for me I viewed college as an opportunity to break away from the strict rules of the house-hold I had grown up in; later I would learn and come to appreciate her drive, ambition, and tenacity.
It was that first fall where she started to grown on me, we became friends, and even a little more. Her name was Nadia, I don’t know if she was 100% Irish because she lacked the stereotype personality of a feisty redhead, but she sure looked the part. Shoulder length orange-red hair, light cream colored skin with freckles covering her arms and face. She was slender since she ran Track in high school, though you’d never guess that since she was practically always buried in books and wore leopard print glasses over her sparkling emerald green eyes. For the school that we went to she always dressed kind of conservative, I almost spit out my iced Bhakti chai the first time we went to the new pool and saw she wore a one-piece. Despite all of this, Nadia had an amazing girl next door vibe. She was always classy with her clothes and didn’t dump on heavy foundation or liners.
[Request] Help with recomendations of where to start?
If this isn’t this right place to ask, sorry! Does anyone know if there is a better place?
I pretty much have just always preferred erotica to anything else, but haven’t ever really been able to get into much of anything. Not for lack of interest, lack of being able to get a hold of anything worth reading. But maybe I just don’t know where to look? I’ve read a bit of basic stuff on those sites that people can submit their own writing, but that’s getting excruciatingly boring and monotonous. I’d like to find some actual books, I work at a bookstore so I like having actual pages in my hands rather than a screen, but I’m not against any online or kindle recomendations for websites, short stories or anything like that.
Aside from that, I’m not particularly *into* anything, but that’s kind of why I’d like to explore further into erotica’s realms. I like any mix of genders or numbers of people and anal is probably my most daring fetish I know I have, if the only one, really, which is why I’d like to see if I can find anything in erotica.
Naughty exchange student [mf] [oral] [japanese]
I hsd been talking with her for months at the smoke spot on campus. She would playfully flirt in broken english as it was her first quarter in the states. After awhile I got her number and started chatting with her until one night when I had finished hanging out with friends at the dorms I ran into her outside before i got to my car. We started walking and talking as it got dark as we walked to a playground nearby the woods. It wasnt long before we found ourselves talking at the top of the slide. She was wearing a skirt with leggings and a dark jacket with pigtails with bows. I was so attracted to her that I tested the waters and leaned in to kiss her.
She just went with it and pulled me ckoser when I let up to see if she was ok with it. It was getting cool and dark out by now so I suggest we go back after a good 20 minutes of making out. We walk slowly and I mention I had some beer in my car trunk which she wanted to try. No one was around so I cracked one open as we sat in an area below dorms where vending machines were. She had some sips of my drink but wasnt a huge fan of IPA but she got a little tipsy by my second drink. Some of her friends walked by and chatted for a minute before walking off giggling and glancing back at me a couple times.