Category: Erotica

She couldn’t help but let the back of her thumb run along the inside of her thigh and along her labia as she slowly pulled up her black lace trimmed panties. She was freshly shaved and the smooth skin felt wonderful and it sent shivers up her arm thinking about how he was going to enjoy feeling her smooth pussy in his mouth. She slipped on a black bra with lace and rested her breasts inside the cups, the light pink of her areolas creating such a sensual contrast to the black velvet fabric. Throwing on a loose fitting dress was an afterthought to what was underneath. She wasn’t going to worry much about that, it wasn’t going to be on very long anyway. 

It was only a few minutes later when she heard him knocking at her door. She opened it and smiled when she saw his face. He was tall and had a nice trimmed beard, which she didn’t mind, the rough feeling would be nice. He had dark eyes and glasses and a flirty but kind smile. His arms were long and she loved the dark hair on his forearms that led to his amazing, strong hands that she had felt time and time before.  Read more »

It didn’t take long for Malcolm to see the video I sent of me and my husband together and he lost all sense of decorum. I didn’t mind. It was after I went to bed that he responded to our video, but I woke up to a bunch of messages, some very explicit seats (including pictures), and most importantly: a request. This was a request that changed our sexual lives forever (for the better) but also led to the slow breakdown of our marriage. But like I said before, I wouldn’t change it for the world. Some things aren’t meant to be.

“Will you two put on a show for me?” That was the message Malcolm sent. I would have said yes then and there, but I knew I had to consult Jack. There was another message that whet my appetite even more. “I can make a lot happen for you guys. Sexually. And otherwise.” Such a vague thing to say but it was making my mouth water. I wanted to go wake Jack up and beg him to do whatever this “show” was that Malcolm had in mind with me, but that seemed like a bad idea. Instead I had no choice but to fuck myself silly on the couch of our apartment in my underwear. By the time I was done my panties were soaked and so was the pillow. Read more »

Just got a text from my ex…smoke emoji 🚬. We broke up 3 months ago, i haven’t smoked since then. I’m a little confused, but hell we all go back, right? i text 🚬 back, she’s got a great smoke spot in her back yard, its a shed remodeled, fixed up, whatever it’s the “smoking room”. She then texts yes or no. My stomach dropped, she likes to play this game where she doesn’t tell me the question till after I answer…yes or no, damnit, this is never good, and always good, FUCK!! i hate this stupid bitch. She is so….fuck, fcvk, fcvkit i text yes. Immediately she face times me i pick up and there she is with this other chick all smiles and giggly. Hi Michael this is Ashley my gf, we are drunk and horny, my question was do you wanna FUCK, im glad you said yes. i told Ashley about your 6 inch dick and she wants to see how cute it is she wants to compare her clit to your dick and i wanna watch…we are gonna FUCK you silly. Both chicks crowd into face time, Ashley blows me a kiss and Brittney grabs her face and kisses her passionately, then turns to the phone looking at me mischievously and asks…do you still have the box? “The box” (all our toys) yes i have the box, bring it! Oh shit oh shit oh shit my mind is racing, my stomach is on a roller coaster, i freeze my manic riddled brain and facial expression as i smile coyly and say okay, they laugh like 80’s valley girls as I’m giving them the best troll smile i can. My dick starts to get hard, i mean hard, so fcvking hard it is pulling my butthole open, my stomach tingles, my emotions flow,…the anger, heartbreak, betrayal, all flood into the erotic, exhilarating, hunger for pleasure and pain. i start to nervously quiver, just ever so slightly as a cold shiver goes up my spine, not the piss shiver, this is fever shiver(Madonna fever music video shiver, so hot it is cold) speaking of Madonna, i would fuvck her and her dick that bitch is ba…my mind wonders as Brittney chimes in with, where are you?? i was gonna go hang with mark with a K at the club but this has, she breaks in with, where are you. At the lickher store, i say, you are gonna lickher good tonight you know that right?? Brittney sternly informs me. Oh ya ill lickher both really good…girls both laugh as my dick twitches, every twitch puckers my butthole as i think on “the box”… Brittney Ashley what alcoholic beverage would you like(in a British accent) Ashley responds in kind with pink champagne would be fabulous are we not celebrating? i play it cool and say “ya” in my stoner bro voice simultaneously as I’m rubbing my balls just ever so slightly, looking around the parking lot making sure nobody can see me, luckily lot is empty. Brittney squeaks don’t forget the smokes, oh do you have weed? I roll my eyes and say do you not! know who you are talking to. Everybody laughs as Brittney says firmly what are you wearing? Shorts and a T-shirt…boring Brittney sighs…it’s Saturday come on i offer, is Nicky working Brittney says, and turns to Ashley asking for her phone handing her the phone as she walks away dialing Ashley’s phone says Ashley get to know Michael. Hi Michael waving her fingers at me, i say hi Ashley, Ashley gives me a head knod and says let me see that dick, i gulp and say ok as I pull my 6 inch dick and balls out of my shorts angle the phone down pause for two seconds quenching my butthole so my dick twitches. Then looking back into the phone Ashley says he’s cute, and adds Brittney says you guys like ballbusting, i blush speechless then i say ya kinda it’s meh… ya know. Right Ashley says riiiiight as she puckers her lips into the phone and whispers i am gonna break those balls tonight, i can not swallow my throat has went dry i gulp, my dick throbs, my voice cracks as i say what has Ashley told you about me. Everything, she says with authority and sass, also that i get to fcvk you in the ass, that cold shiver is back i can not resist this one it shakes me as i say okay with a heavy breath just as Brittney comes back to the phone and says is your safeword the same as it was? Yeah I admit lightly. Say it, Ashely doesn’t believe me. Batman I whisper. Ashley and Brittney laugh and smile that’s cute Ashley says I like it. Brittney then says yes or no….yes, deliciously leaves my lips. Good boy Brittney smiles as Nicky is outside the car knocking on the window and opening the door she says whats up fucker. Brittney told me those balls are mine and she wants to watch as i abuse you. Read more »

NSFW CONTENT, Role Play with Werewolf Boyfriend (1343 words)

Looking for constructive criticism and comments as an erotica writer.

TW: CNC

It was your idea, but now you were regretting it.  You found yourself wondering around a dark forrest alone with nothing but the clothes on your back.  The only light source was the full moon above you.  It casted eerie shadows through the thin branches of the trees above you. 

You knew if you kept walking forward you’d make it home.  Yet how were sure that you weren’t being turned around by the forest. Every tree looked the same.  Every part of the forest floor identical with the underbrush and roots that wove through it.  

You held your self closer, trying to comfort yourself.  You put yourself in this mess, and now it was time to get yourself out.  Yet, a branch snapping tore you from your thoughts.  Head whipping around you searched where the noise erupted.

Yet, the darkness surrounding you yielded no answers. It was nothing, you assured yourself. Just your paranoid mind tricking you.   But the snapping sounded again, closer this time. Feet moving on their own, you found yourself backing up slowly.  Something in you was telling you to get away. Read more »

She’s perfect. Its taken a while to get her to this point, but now that she’s here, its magic.

It was a lovely evening out – she’s such a good conversationalist, and dinner was perfect – a few glasses of wine added a warm glow to things, but really – they weren’t needed. She gets so fired up talking about politics – I love the flush that comes over her face during passionate conversation, and I love the contrast between who she is out in the world and who she is at home.

Who she is, indeed – it changes at the moment we step through the door. She turns to me for a kiss, and then quickly loses her jacket and purse and excuses herself to the bedroom. I hear the shower turn on as I’m hanging up my own coat – it runs while I poke around the kitchen for snacks. I hear it stop, and then over a few minutes, cupboard doors opening and closing – I love those sounds, wondering what she’s putting on for me.

Finally, I hear a familiar sound that instantly gets captures my attention – it sounds like belt buckle being put on, but that’s not what it is. Read more »