This is something I woke up thinking this morning.
Category: Erotica
Any thoughts on a preferred narrative voice for Erotica?
Absolute Beginner here so excuse me for the question but do people have a preference for different narrative voices or points of view when it comes to Erotica?
When i think though the Erotica genre if you will…you can describe things very personally in the first person or more complex storylines and introduce characters and they all have a different effect.
Actually – maybe i should enroll in an erotic writing class :)
I fell in love but I was just her entertainment. This is a true story.
I met this girl, We will call her Sophia. When I was 18 years old. After, one of my new friends from college. Introduced me to his circle of friends at a party. Sophia actually introduced herself to me. She was 24, very flirtatious and touchy feely. After, about an hour of being at this party I was already pretty drunk. They had me drinking this nasty shit called jungle juice. So I was chilling on the floor passing out and Sophia walks over to me and pretty much lays right on top of me. Sophia was about the same height as me which is 5’10” with a pretty big bust. So she was actually kind of heavy. She rested her face directly on top of mine and sprawled out on top of me. Nothing happened aside her falling asleep on me.
When we woke up I asked Sophia for her number. After, the party we exchanged text messages and began hanging out all of the time. For the next six years. I and Sophia would text one another and hang out at her house. At least five to six times a month. I fell In love with the girl and I made it obvious. That I wanted to take the relationship to the next level.
A college camping trip with my friend from class who is a cock tease (MF 21) part 3
The class gathered together at the end of the day and we had to have a couple of people wade out into chest deep water with a seine to catch some fish as part of our project. I did it with another guy on the other side of the seine and the water was cold as shit. The outside air was reasonably warm but it sucked in the water.
I quickly ran back up to the shower house afterward to warm up. I asked Amy to bring me a towel and clothes. The showers were just outdoor beach showers with walls, but they did have warm water. Amy showed up at the showers with my towel and clothes.
I said, “Hey Amy, my dick is hilariously tiny from the cold water, do you want to see?” Amy said, “yes”, laughing. She got in the big shower stall with me. She said,
“Holy shit, that’s tiny.” “You’re going to have to help me warm it up” I said. The guy from my class that helped me with the seine was in the adjacent shower. He said, “I can hear everything guys.”
Thoughts about submitting to him (F)
There is something about him that makes her want to submit. She’s still trying to figure out what sets this off, this longing inside of her.
One look from him and she just wants to drop down on her knees, desperate to please, desperate for her view. Looking up into his eyes, shivers running down her spine in excitement.
Completely at his mercy, she surrenders. Her limits tested, pushed right to the edge.
The gift of her submission is all she wants to give. Being his sub, his to protect and cherish.
BEARD ride
Her legs straddle my face, holding on to the head board. Her pussy dripping wet, my lips giving little kisses from the top of her pussy. I spread open her pussy lips, her right-hand palms the back of my head and pulls it into her. My mouth smashed against her clit. My warm tongue pressing and massaging her clit. She starts humping and grinding on my mouth. She lets out a light moan, putting her weight on my face. Grinding hard, she wants more. I slide two fingers up into her, pressing into her g spot. Sending tingles throughout her body. My tongue drenched in salvia and her juices. Her moans become louder, holding her breath in-between each moan. My tongue moving faster, she lifts herself up a little bit. Not moving, my tongue dancing with her clits, fingers sliding in and out. Her left thigh starts to shake, her hands gripping the headboard. She goes quiet for a few seconds and lets out a big moan, her legs shaking. My mouth still sucking on her clit, she pushes my head back down. Out of breath, she looks at me with satisfaction. My mouth and beard dripping with her juices all over me. She gets off and goes straight for my dick. Hard as Steel, she starts stroking my dick a few times before she wraps her mouth around the head. Her eyes locked to mine. Her warm mouth sliding further down my dick, stroking the base as sucking. Trying to swallow my dick, I can feel it go down her throat. She starts to gag and pulls out. My dick soaked in her salvia. She climbs up onto me. Slides my dick into her sits back slowly. Her mouth opening bigger the more she sits back. Her tits hard, her hips grinding back and forth. Feeling my dick slide in and out of her. Slowly she starts to move faster. Starts to bounce her pussy on my dick. The clapping sound becomes deeper and more rhythmic. Her tiddies bouncing, her moans become constant the deeper and harder we go the louder she gets. I roll us over, push her leg back. Pussy spread open, I thrust slowly but deeply. Her hands above her trying grab anything to hold onto. My hand around her throat, squeezing hard. My thrusts become faster and heavier with each thrust. My dick plunging into her wet pussy. My breath start to shorten. Her quiet moans are encouragement enough to go faster and harder. She’s so wet I no longer feel her pussy tighten around my dick, she clenches up and shouts “I’m cumming”! The warm sensation around my dick sends a tingle through my body. I let out a little moan. A few more thrusts, I climb off and turn her over. She gets in the doggy position. SLAP! Her ass hard. The sting is felt throughout her body. She arches her back, ass and pussy staring right at me. I slide the head of the dick into her. Inch by inch I slide it all the way. Her hands clenching the sheets, her toes curled up. Slowly I slide out and quickly slam back into her. She shouts out a big moan, followed by “FUCK”. Sliding out slowly, I give her two quick pounds. You can hear the wetness of her pussy. I start pounding her consistently. My dick rearranging her insides, she’s out of breath trying to catch her moans. Laying there takin the pounding, moaning and drooling. I slide out of her and start jacking myself off. She just laying there in bliss. I cum in hand, put it in front of her face and tell her to lick it up. She puts all four fingers into her mouth and sucks it off.
[FMMM] – Recently divorced older woman looking for intelligent men
Hi guys!
After finalising my divorce I hope to enjoy my newfound sexuality and to revive it by frequenting reddit. In my marriage, I had quite a long time of any absence of physical pleasure, so I hope to restore my orgasmic abilities with your help. I think it is not surprising that for a long time, I am now masturbating and orgasming every day. Nowadays, it seems an orgasm for me is as essential as eating three meals a day.
What I want to establish with you in our roleplay is a situation in which I – an older woman – get seduced, caressed and fucked – by one or several eager men younger than myself, but of course of a legal age. Right now, I crave someone who intends to play out a situation, in which we physically engage in a loving context, including gentle embraces, light touches and a more romantic feeling (But of course this can change another time). I especially want to highlight my penchant for fingering. I want this to play a major role in our lovemaking. I find fingering far more intimate and arousing than actual sex and I love the idea of a man using his nimble hands to force me to orgasm after orgasm. I really want – and need – to get fingered for hours!
Apartment 303 – Chapter 4: Super Secret Study Nook [MF]
*Author’s Note: What was Charlie playing at by leaving her dildo out for Kelly to see? Only one way to find out… Enjoy Chapter 4! Visit* r/KellyBoomErotica *to find all previous chapters, other stories, and delicious photos. As always, DMmeYOURpussies!*
**- Chapter 4: Super Secret Study Nook -**
“It’s so good! I think I read a hundred pages before the mattress delivery guys showed up.”
A beaming smile was spread across Charlie’s face. “Yeah, you chose a good one. I’m surprised you haven’t read it before, it’s pretty popular.”
The sun was low in the sky, beautiful light rays filtered through the tall cypress trees. The breeze, carrying a bit of ocean scent with it, was brisk and refreshing. Charlie and I had walked the entire campus, our conversation never stalling. We’d only known each other one day, but her company was so warm and pleasant. The soft glow of the late afternoon sun on her face, her bright blue eyes, and big smile had my heart fluttering. *You can’t fall in love with this girl. You just sprayed her roommate, OUR roommate, with cum last night.* I didn’t mention finding her dildo. She never mentioned it and her demeanor didn’t give any hints that she’d left it out on purpose. *Let’s see if I can get her to bring up the dildo.* “You have so many books in your room.”
The Cougar’s Escape [EXCERPT][EROTIC NOVEL][COUGAR AND CUB][MILF]
**Excerpt From The Cougar’s Escape**
Some meaningless writing dump (long-term post / irregularly updated)
4.6
The second time I had sex with my Dom, I went there in an uneasy mood. I couldn’t tell him how anxious I was for the hour he didn’t text me back. I burst into tears when he said “maybe I’m not the right dom for you”. He broke my heart because at that moment he didn’t seem to regard me as his sub anymore. I’d rather hear him say you don’t deserve to be my sub. This will be much better. When he slapped me, I thought of him living in this world, living another life that had nothing to do with me. We meet, I kneel, he hits me, slaps me, fucks me, feeds me cum. Sexual relationship is the only intersections we have. It’s a bit like gouache paint, the moments of blending are always limited. After later drying, orange and red are in one painting, they are close, but will never meet again. Thinking of this makes me a little sad, but it’s a level that adults can bear. When he put my feet on his shoulders as a better position, for a moment I thought I would lock him forever. But as I think I got everything, I don’t seem to get anything. When he gave me fifty dollars to split hotel costs, I wondered if we would have next encounter. When I was waiting for the car on the side of the road and said byebye to him, he left without looking back. He said less and less that I was cute and maybe tired of my body and disgusted with my imperfections. I love to cry for him, be sad for him, be happy for him, and tilt all my emotions for him. Just like the arrival of spring.