You come home from work and I’m sitting on the computer, not doing much of anything. You walk up to me and say into my ear, “Look at my panties and smell how hot I was for you all day.” I turn around and watch you bend over and lift up your skirt. You rest your head sideways, supporting your body by your chest, on the nearby couch. I walk over, my cock already getting hard, and – bending over – see that your panties are soaked with pussy juice. I sit cross legged for a second, and smell your hot wet pussy through your panties. I moan, my cock now throbbing, and you say, “I was wet for you like all day. I pretty much stained my car seat.” I resist the urge to taste your pouting clit, then I stand up, unbuckle my belt, and bring my big dick out of my pants. Before you realize what’s happening, I move your black lace panties out of the way and push myself into you, hard. You’re not used to me entering you so forcefully, but I need to feel your cunt around my dick right now. You squeal as your cunt takes my thick dick and I begin fucking your tight wet hole. “Oh Trevor, fuck me fuck me fuck me,” you say as I heave in and out of you. I feel your thighs tense and the muscles deep in you spasm, and you almost fall over as you quickly climax. “Fuuuuuck,” you say in a small voice, then loudly inhale. While I continue to fuck you I bend over and grab onto your tits from under your shirt, pinching your nipples. “Fuck, Kate, I’m going to cum, I’m gonna fucking cum all over your ass!” I gasp, as I pull my dick out of your cunt and shoot long ribbons of cum onto your hot panties. I moan loudly as I watch thick, bright white cum pool on your tight little ass underneath lace. When I’m done shooting my load onto you, you grab your panties and step out of them, a thick rivulet of your sweet pussy juice falling to the floor. You turn and, getting to your knees, face me, cum soaked panties in hand. Your eyes are thick with desire as you take my still chubby cock into your mouth, sucking all the cum out of me. “I want it all,” you say, hazily, looking deep into my eyes. You open your pretty little mouth in that way you know makes me wild, push your tongue out, and deliberately begin licking my cum off of your panties. When you’re done, you have cum on your cheeks and chin and, as you stand up, I take you in my arms and kiss you deeply, tasting myself in your mouth and on your face.
Category: Erotica
Juliet Takes Charge [M/F, F/F, implied M/F/F threesome – WIP]
Juliet Takes Charge
A Complicated Erotic Romance
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Dear Allison,
Well, after our chat with Jordan the other day, I don’t think I can even pretend to be your teacher at this point. When the girl who could barely say the word fuck when I first made love to her is suddenly proposing a threeway, I think need to admit that you’ve learned what I have to teach. Congratulations. Pick up your diploma at the office.
Here’s where I admit my own weakness and admit I’m not ready to wave goodbye to you yet, however — and I hope that you aren’t ready to leave me in the dust quite yet either. Given what you’re asking, however, I feel as if I need to share my own experiences with attempting to expand beyond a couple, none of which ended quite the way any of us intended. I want to offer these, not as a teacher, as I said, but as your friend and your lover.
My guide to writing erotica
Edit: more will be added when I have time.
Alright, let me start off by pointing out that I'm no professional writer. Save a few columns, I haven't had anything published worth mentioning. Take all of this with a grain of salt. If someone with more experience, knowledge and/or wisdom wishes to correct me, feel free.
Without any further ado, let's do this.
Why.
First question, when writing anything, you should ask yourself, is why you are writing. If you're writing for yourself to masturbate to, then by all means just ahead and do your thing. Will others be reading it, or are you practising for that occasion? Because then you have some things to consider.
You see, despite its visual delivery, writing is a medium that can tickle all the senses. This is the first mistake I see a lot of people make, and there's a whole tvtropes page on this phenomenon known as "IKEA porn". Many people, especially those who just started off writing, seem to think writing should be a transcript more than anything. We don't want to read that kind of thing! If I wanted to experience "my penis entered a vagina" I would much rather go out and do it than read about it. Similarly, I can imagine that sentence doing very little for your female readers. They don't have a penis and, despite your female readers possibly having an extremely vivid imagination, the word penis and its many synonyms is not going to get the proverbial job done.
An apartment story
Not necessarily erotica; more like an HBO tv show:
A bit of something I’ve started. [mf]
Without even remembering the drive over Cheryl found herself parked in front of Jon's building. A few more deep breaths. It's 11:50. Either go in now or drive away. Cheryl got out of the car and walked to the front door. As she entered the building she saw Linda sitting at the receptionist's desk. "Hi, Cheryl. We haven't seen you around here in ages. How are you?"
"Hi Linda, I'm doing well. Can't chat though. Is Jon in?"
"He should be in his office. Do you want me to page him?"
"No, thank you. I want to surprise him." No point in trying to hide it, may as well give people something to talk about.
Cheryl undid two more buttons on her blouse as she walked to Jon's office. Her cleavage was fully on display with a hint of her black bra showing as well. A saleswoman she didn't recognize was staring at her mouth agape as she walked by. Fuck it, I'm all in now.
Assplay (F playing with M)
Last night I had one of the best times of my sexlife! EVER!
It started out with me just cuddling my boyfriends ass, just his cheeks. Then the "patch" behind his balls. He started talking and that I don't remember much of it. I stroked him on the insides of his cheeks, being careful not to touch his tight hole without him saying that he wanted to!
We started talking about that I wanted to see him playing with him self.. Since he usually play with his ass alone.. I turned me so much on when he said that he would do that for me, and it was outside his comfort zone.. then I zone out of the conversation, but it ended up with me taking some lube on my finger and rubbing against his hole, first it was kinda weird. Then I started getting wet just because I saw how much he liked it!
I rubbed harder and pressing against his tightness. He moaned and arched his back so his ass came higher. It turned me on so badly. After letting my middle finger slide in. He moaned greatly and he squeezed my finger, it was so awesome! I felt my juices run down my thigh. As soon as I let him feel how wet I was I removed his hands from my cunt. And pressed harder inside him.
wrote this, hope it’s not crap
there i am down in the bar at the train station, when the trans siberian express arrives …. through the smoke and steam i can see u, in ur dark coat and hat, a small suitcase … later, u appear at the far side of the bar, martini in hand, as always, and a faint smile across ur face …. i volunteer .. 'u have them ? ', and ur smile grows, so i have my answer. 'i have a room' … u nod and follow me through the concourse to the lobby of the grand hotel. in my room, u lay the case on the bed. 'difficult job?' i ask. 'not at all' – another smile ' but i did have to seduce a royal fusileer' …. i accept this information, and look with anticipation towards the suitcase, which u open to reveal … the crown jewels ! at last !…. however i find myself looking instead at ur red lips, the way they have a small curl at the end, the shape of ur face, the grace and flow of ur body, revealed sans coat. suddenly, i reach over and close the case, hold ur face in my hands, and kiss u softly … i can smell faint perfume, musty train smells, and your scent … holding the kiss, i begin to unbutton u, and feel ur soft skin under my hands …. i lead u to the shower, wash the railway from ur body, and kiss u dry on the bed, starting with the toes ….
Her Request — Femdom story ahoy!
Her request seemed pretty ridiculous at first, but I went through with it.
I’m 6’2” tall, 200 pounds, and my tiny girlfriend Maya comes up to about my chest. She’s Filipino, sort of shy and reserved. We been dating for 6 months or so, and our sex life was definitely good.
She loved getting down on her knees and giving me head, and I loved shooting my cum all over her face and down her throat… but we always did what I wanted, until the night I asked if there was anything she wanted to do sexually that we hadn’t tried. You know, like a fantasy…
"So, What is it you want to try?" I asked finally.
She shook her head, too embarrassed to tell me.
"Well, if you ever change your mind, I just want you to know I’ll do it. Whatever it is, I’ll do it."
I forgot about the conversation all together until I got an email at work a few weeks later.
"Eric," It read. "You will come to my apartment at 6PM tonight to fulfill my fantasy. The door will be unlocked. Enter the bathroom and await further instructions." Weird, definitely. But, hey, I told her I’d do anything, and I was going to go through with it.
Looking for writers for female-centric erotic comic project
Hey reddit! I run an independent comic publishing company. At the moment I'm working on a comic project that aims to showcase female-written erotica. I'm very interested in original ideas as well as adapting some stories and working with the original authors to bring them to graphic form.
The artists are mostly professionals of the comic book world (who have worked with major publishers) and are already on board with the project. Yes, this is paid work.
Here is a sample of the type of work we produce – Imgur
Please send me a message if you are interested (with a link to your stories or poems) and we can discuss the details. Also feel free to post questions here as well. Look forward to hearing your awesome ideas!
Damn that’s hot *written by a woman and most likely for women
I hear the hard, “Knock Knock Knock” of the door. My heart jumps and I smooth the wrinkles from my tight mini dress as I open the door. There he is: standing there, so beautiful and tall, skin was tanned from his long journey and his golden hair softly on his shoulders. He tilts his head downward to look at me, and smiles. I let him in and close the door. He wraps his arms around me and I feel so much tension between our hearts.
Slowly his hands go from the top of my back, down my waist. He stops and holds me art arms length. “Kat, I have missed you so much” and before I could reply his lips are on mine and we are a whirlwind of butterflies. My body ached without him and now it was like pouring honey on a sore throat.
I motioned for the door so we could begin our date but he had other intentions. He stood, broad chested and gorgeous in the way of the door and motioned for the bed. I looked doey eyed at him and played his little game. I sat on the edge of the bed and gave him a smirk. All the while my heart is playing jump rope and I feel like the fizz of champagne.