Settling the Score [MF] [Tickling] [Oral] First post – would appreciate feed-back

He'd been working on the Jones estate for a few weeks now as a laborer, landscaper and handyman. It paid decently well, and Mercedes Jones was in the habit of making sure the people who worked for her husband were well fed on hot days. She often fixed them lemonade or coffee and brought pastries out on breaks. Mark liked her well enough (more than well enough, really, which was a distraction), but her husband was another matter entirely.

Short-tempered, picky and very much a micromanager while he was at the house, he didn't seem to believe that anyone he'd hired could do the job he wanted of them. Mercedes (or Merry, as she preferred to be called) always tried to talk him down if he was being nasty, but he didn't seem to listen to her much either. Mark never saw him raise a hand to her, but his biting remarks often left Merry shaken. She put on a brave face but Mark could see she wasn't happy while he was home. Fortunately, he was often away on business trips. Mark detested him, but not only for those reasons.

First Meeting – [online] to [offline]

You’re sitting in your room, waiting.

No one else is home. Aside from the quiet hum of the occasional passing car, silence reigns. A book is open in front of you, but you’ve been staring at the same page for the past half hour, unable to concentrate. Your eyes keep flitting to the clock. You freeze every time you hear another car approach, listening to see if it stops…and finally, one does.

You force yourself to breath slowly, deeply. You want to run to the window and look out, but can't quite make yourself move yet. You hear footsteps out front, walking to the door….and then a knock. With another deep breath you force yourself to stand, and you glance down at yourself—you’re wearing jeans and a tight black shirt, just as ordered. You quickly walk to the front door, then pause. Your thoughts are whirling, your heart pounding, an uneasy mixture of fear and excitement rushing through your body. Taking a deep breath, you flip the lock and turn the knob.

The world stops.

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"Tonight is going to be the best sleepover we've ever had!!" Ellie said to Monica, as she handed the GameStore clerk her cash. Monica replied, "For sure! We haven't had a 'GeekOver' since the Wii U came out in college!"

A "GeekOver" was the name Ellie and Monica had given their sleepovers, because of all the geeky activies that takes place, some of which included playing Nintendo and Playstation, but they also loved reading comics and watching Star Wars! Monica was also into electronics and computer programming; this is a girl who completed the Electrical and Computer Engineering course at a top university at the top of her class. Ellie had gone to the same university, but hadn't finished her last year due to some money problems. Although these girls were extremely smart, they didn't try to hide their sexy side at all, most of the time wearing skimpy tank tops and yoga pants. Ellie is a short blonde, about 5'3", with the body of a runner, she is always wearing tight workout clothes and looks amazing in them, always trying to show off her 32C breasts. Monica is a bit taller at 5'9", a brunette, she is very thin but has amazing curves in all the right places, one of those places being her D cup boobs. Both girls have perfect bodies, and they know it.

My first attempt at erotica! I would love some feedback, and if this is well received I will continue the story. Palace Allure [f] [masturbation].

The familiar web page was clearly designed in an attempt to entice women. The background was a crisp white with a light green pattern, and there was a picture of a large-breasted woman being lovingly caressed by a muscular, shirtless man down the left side of the page. Juliette moved slightly closer, her finger hovering over the mouse button. She ran her tongue across her bottom lip and read the ‘Home’ page.

'Palace Allure – the place where all your sexual fantasies come true! Are you a highly sexual, insatiable person? Do you dream of a place with no sexual taboos where activity is practiced all day every day in the open? Do you like watching and being watched? If you answered ‘Yes!’ Palace Allure is the place for you! Press ‘enter’ to read more.'

Don’t Neglect Her Collar… (Part Two in the: “Teacher” series) [Second-person perspective] [BDSM] [Kissing] [Domination]

The collar. So tender. So erogenous. So complete. So perfect. Located below the fragile neck, and above protruding breasts. Offering the option of heading up to her lips, or down to those gorgeous, sometimes full, sometimes shallow, breasts.

A position that is up to you, Mister Reader, to decide on which is the best course to follow: when should you kiss her lips, when should you tease her breasts, when should you hold her neck, or force her this way or that? I can only offer you what I know, from my past experience, use it well, but don’t neglect to read her body language.

Now. Let’s begin.

Push her against something – anything—so long as it can support her body weight. A wall, a bed, a bookcase; you can be standing, or you can be lying down, the important thing is that you, Dear Reader, push her on to the surface. She cannot be free now, you start with her neck, devour it, own it and tease her with it, but don’t let her ever think she is in control. Because she isn’t. You are. She is yours now. If you have gotten this far, she wants you, her body needs it, craves it, and her moans, deep breaths, sighs, these are all reactions that prove her carnal and instinctual base need of domination is needed, wanted from her tonight.

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Another supernatural erotica excerpt: Lovecraftian tentacle monsters!

Let me know what you all think of these. ;) I like writing a wide variety of weird sexy stuff.

"I could no longer see Shirley, as she'd been taken beneath the waves, but before I could think, it was my turn. I felt the wet smack of a tentacle against my foot, and then felt it wrap like a quick-growing vine up around my leg to my inner-thigh. It felt shockingly warm, and tingly, and I realized that the little suction cups on it provided this pleasurable sensation.

I got another tentacle on my other leg, and too was soon dragged beneath the waves. I panicked instinctively for a moment, but then a psychic message calmed me down. It wasn't precisely words, but, it communicated a tremendous feeling of calm and safety.

It was quiet under water, where I realized I'd been dragged out farther from the shore than I'd even thought. I could see the great yellow eyes of the creature, which glowed like suns and filled me with warmth despite the cold water.

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An excerpt from my story about an incubus. [mf] [supernatural]

I've written in other genres for a while, but am new to erotica. I always come feedback. Please message me if you're interested in reading more of my work, I can post links to books and such. I hope you enjoy this excerpt! (More direct contact with the talking, fully visible incubus comes in the scene right after this.)

"I opened my briefcase on the bed, took out my camera, and took some photos. First regular photos, then infrared. I took some temperature readings: normal at every point, if I assumed that the house had been retrofitted with central air conditioning, as it felt like it did. I took out my trusty digital tape recorder, flipped the switch, and spoke clearly into it:

'My name is Jane Blutsausen, the date is July sixteenth, and this is recording one of my investigation–'

I yelped and fell onto the bed as a sudden shock of energy hit my hand. The plastic recorder clattered to the floor.

“Hello?” I said, looking into the mirror, my heart accelerating.