Category: Erotica

What I would do to you?

I would start by stroking your hair and putting it behind your ears, gently stroke my hands down your cheek, over your neck. I would move my head in and kiss and lick you in your neck… Feeling your breathing getting heavier. I kiss both sides of your neck and lay you down on the bed, bending over you. I move my head over yours and kiss you intensely on your lips whilst moving my tongue inside your mouth.

As I lay on top of you I touch your hips and slowly move my hand up towards your breasts… sliding my hands over them, feeling your nipples getting hard through your shirt. I play around with them while I move my head down and lift your shirt up a little bit so I can kis your stomach and belly button. Moving my hands under your shirt and grabbing your tits, squeezing them firmly through your bra. I remove your shirt and work my way up kissing you untill I reach your boobs. I undo them and lick your nice firm tits from the base to your nipples and suck on them for a while. Read more »

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My First Erotica

We could take a nice, hot shower to make things heated up My chest against your naked back I would slowly trickle my fingers down while the warm water is trickling on us together I bite the back of your neck over and over while my arms wrap around your waist, making my way to your pussy, that’s begging for touching My hands move in slow, movements, not giving you everything you want just yet. I play around your skin and I can feel the shower getting warmer, things tense. You’re pushing my hands down so that I stop teasing you but I won’t. You’re begging me to touch you. I turn you around, kiss your wet lips and use my tongue the same way I would between your thighs. My hard one presses against you, rubbing against your pussy everytime we make a move. I turn off the shower. I grab a towel, as you do with two. I wrap mine around my waist and head to the room. I wait for you, sitting on the bed. You come in, dripping with the leftover water, a lone towel covering your parts. As you approach, my eyes meet yours and I grab your waist. I rip off the towel, turn and place you on the bed. I kiss your forehead, your nose, your lips. My tongue once again teases you for what’s coming ahead. I kiss your chin, your neck, your collarbones. I leave a bite mark under your right one. I’m to your set of C’s. I cannot control myself when I see how full and perky they are today. I suck, I lick, I bite and move on to the right. Your nipples go from being pink to a tint of fuchsia. I’m grabbing your thighs at this point, I’m raging for more. I kiss in middle of your bosom and I continue my path of tease. I kiss your abs, they’re so nice and firm today. I kiss your stomach. As I come closer and closer, my teeth become my next weapon. The clear path of bite marks that I leave should be seen for a week. I’ve arrived. My tongue begins to salivate, ready to devour your begging one. I lick, I suck in between your leg and your one, and you can’t control your impulse, I’ve come too close to take much longer. You become wetter and wetter as I suck to the left of it. I remove my mouth, and as soon as I place my mouth on your one, I remove it and move to the next crevice between your thigh and pelvis. As I begin to suck you can’t control yourself. You take your hand that’s not squeezing the sheets and push my head to your one, and it’s time for me to begin. Your one is cascading with your natural water. I am here to fulfill my thirst. I lick the right crevice I lick the left Your breathing becomes heavy and uneasy. My moist mouth collects onto my tongue, and I take one long, arousing lick and remove my lips. I suck once I lick once I suck once I lick once I begin the motions. My tongue begins to follow the rhythm of my breathing, right and left right and left. My slow tongue movements match your increasingly rapid breaths. I remove, spit and continue. My tongue is circling around your clit. Not yet attacking it. I grow my speed. I squeeze your thighs more and more firmly as I push my head between them. You’re arching your back, you’re begging me to attack your clit. And I hit it with my tongue. Your clit is the beating back of my tongue, which is moving back and forth on and off your clit. The flicking does it for you, you grab my head with my hair and urge me to go faster. I respond with my tongue going 123 123 Your brisk breathing turns into moans as I get closer and closer to make you come. My tongue increases in speed. You are so wet, I love it. Both your hands are squeezing my head with nothing else to grip, I squeeze your thighs firmly. You let out two short moans and let out one expositious breath. I try to continue, but you begin to squirm and quickly push my head up, off your one. As you look down on me, gasping for air, my eyes meet yours. “I love you” “I love you” The day’s stress has disappeared.

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Comfort — full-scene sneak preview from The Visitor Has Company [ffm threesome, pegging, tribbing]

Comfort: The Visitor Has Company

"The Visitor Has Company," the climax of my menage erotic romance series, has now been released!!!

It follows the story of what happens when Lea, her fireman fiancé Sean, and their fireman fiancé Andy are settling in for a nice, quiet evening: a little lube, some handcuffs…

When the doorbell rings.

It’s Kirsten — Sean’s sister and Lea’s best friend. She’s crying…

And things get really crazy from there. :-)

Here’s a sneak peek at one of the scenes from the 23,000 novella. It’s a FFM threesome scene featuring Lea, Andy, and their lover’s sister — with Sean’s implicit approval.

(If you'd like some more background, and don't mind spoilers, click here)

~@~

When they got back to the apartment, Lea looked at Kirsten and Andy, both of whom stood, hollow-eyed, in the kitchen. “Do you guys want a drink?”

They both gazed at her owlishly and shook their heads.

“You want to take a shower, Andy?”

He looked up, and Lea felt as if she could truly see his eyes for the first time that night — desperate, feral, frightened. Read more »

My first try- Master Valentin Disciplines the New Maid [m/f]

Master Valentin Walker had a strict policy against those who would rob and deceive him. Today, his estate’s most recent hire had crossed that line. She had been tasked with delivering a triple tiered cupcake display to the dining room for the evening’s banquet. Somewhere in the admittedly long transit from kitchen to the dais in the event hall, one chocolate frosted cupcake had been lost.

It was only a dessert—but in his experience, a maid whose small crimes went without apprehension eventually set eyes on his personal heirlooms.

Not to mention, he’d had his eyes on the new hire. There was something in the way she walked, a salaciousness to the sway of her hips that could not be intentional, yet could not be hidden. In a sea of uniformed girls, Master Valentin never failed to spot her. He never set out looking. His gaze just seemed to trail Selena Vosshall.

He found Selena in the dining room, bent over to scrub a drop of dried wine off the floor with her dish rag. He imagined laying a hand on her shapely derriere, placing it under her skirt, resting it on the curves beneath. Read more »

Trust Me [MF MM]

PREFACE: For the sake of realism, and to enhance your reading experience, you should know that my wife and I have already done most, if not all of these things before. Just not all in one session. The following is a fantasy that's been driving me wild for a little while now. It starts off relaxing and romantic, and descends into deeply kinky sex.

Her shoulders were tired and her lower back was throbbing. She loved her job running a greenhouse, but by Friday afternoons she was always exhausted. Today was no exception and she was in dire need of a cold beer and a comfy couch.

Opening their front door, she was hit with a welcome blast of air conditioning, sending a shiver up her spine and raising goose bumps on her arms. Their two dogs came bounding through the kitchen, crashing into her legs with sheer excitement. She was pleasantly surprised – why weren't they in the backyard?

She looked up to see her husband standing in the kitchen with a mischievous grin.

"Well, hey! Why are you home so early?" she asked.

"Come with me…" he said, offering his hand and sidestepping her question. Read more »

Who’s the boss? (M/F) (Continued in comments)

"It's just something I want to try out. Penny was talking about it at the party last night."

I was laying on my side in bed, looking at her, mirroring me.

Our "Talks", when they were in bed, usually involved something about our sex life. They were admittedly, until this very moment, also usually brought up by me. It's not that I was unsatisfied with our sex life. Actually, quite far from it. I loved having sex with my wife. She was game for pretty much anything, and we had a pretty good schedule going. Once usually somewhere midweek, then again on Saturday or Sunday. I guess I craved a little more… desire… aggression maybe, on her part.

"Out of everything you guys talked about, this is the thing you latched onto?" I didn't want to seem angry, though I was kind of irritated and a little bit excited, though I was playing it slow. I'd been trying to get her to take a more controlling role in our bed for years, and here she goes to a sex toy party and brings home one of the topics they talked about (along with some fun toys, made even better since she picked them out). Read more »

“Sweet Tooth”, Vol. 1 [MF, BBW, BDSM]

SWEET TOOTH, Volume One: "Samantha's Surprise"

An Erotic Tale About Discipline, Dominance & Confectionary Treats

PLOT SUMMARY

A voice spoke suddenly, echoing toward her from the darkness:

“Blow out your candles, Princess…”

Sweet Tooth is a suspenseful and taboo tale about a woman, who – with the help of an eccentric younger man – finally overcomes her life-long 'sweet tooth'. Expect a surreal, playful story about a unique Dom/Sub relationship, told in thirteen gloriously messy chapters. Sweet Tooth is intended for readers looking for a long-burn with an explosive climax.

AUTHOR’S INTRODUCTION

Before we start, a quick word; just between you and me, dear Reader. If you intend to read Sweet Tooth, then this will be the first step of a long journey which we’ll be taking together; so lets stop now, briefly, and talk.

As is probably all too obvious from the amount of formatting I've put into this post, Sweet Tooth is somewhat of a passion project for me. I am dedicated to fixing any spelling/grammar mistakes brought to my attention in the comments and I will do my best to incorporate your critiques of this first volume into following instalments. Please don't be too shy to share your opinions, either positive or negative, be it through the comments or through PM. Every response is appreciated. Read more »

this one time, at burning man, …

This was a few years back at my first Burning Man where I ran around with my ex-gf for a week just trying to experience everything I could. We'd looked over the schedule at the beginning of the week and decided to attend an oral sex class one afternoon. We showed up to a big geodesic dome filled with nervous couples waiting for the instructor and an outgoing woman with a British accent was making brash jokes and passing around a giant container of margaritas. We took a swig and passed it along to the couple next to us… eventually the strong sex-positive instructor announced that we were ready to start the class. She was a therapist, activist, and researcher who had spent a lot of time handling groups like this and quickly put us at ease and ran through advice, techniques, and other information interspersed with anecdotes from her days on the sets of porn shoots. Read more »

First Erotic Story: Becoming His Slut [mf]

I felt woozy and my head was heavy. I blinked, my eyes darting around the unfamiliar room, when suddenly I realised I was unable to move. My hands were raised above me and tied to the ceiling whilst my ankles were shackled to the floor, keeping me upright.

I groaned in dismay as I became fully aware my clothes were gone and the coolness of the room had caused my nipples to erect and stand proudly to attention.

Escape from these bindings was futile but I tried anyway, twisting and yanking at the rope fastening my hands together, but it was no use; I was trapped. I looked around the room again, hoping to spot a way out and trying to find some indication of where I was. A small light in the corner dimly lit the shadows around me and it seemed like someone’s basement. I stilled as I heard footsteps approaching and a larger, brighter light lit the room. My eyes widened at the sight in front of me as the items sharing the room with me became illuminated. These items looked like medieval torture devices and included racks and cages as well as whips, floggers and canes lining the walls. In the far corner, one of these cages contained another girl who was also naked. Read more »