So imagine that we are at home together, you are lying down on the couch looking over at me and you tell me that you are bored. I come over and grab you by the hair, pulling your head back and looking you in the eyes. I ask you “are you saying I bore you? I can’t keep you entertained?”. You laugh and tell me that it’s not what you meant but you can tell I am not going to let it go that easily. “Fine, I will make sure you won’t feel bored for another second tonight, stand up”. I grab you by the throat and start lifting you up. You oblige, you weren’t fishing for this but you are interested to see what I have in mind. I lift you all the way up and I kiss you. I kiss you first on the lips, then I move your hair aside and I start kissing your neck. I move slowly down towards your shoulder and at the same time I start pulling your shirt off. I watch as you close your eyes and focus as each of my kisses lands on your skin. I finally take your shirt completely off and I kneel in front of you, immediately dropping your pants as well. Kissing your stomach and then your crotch, letting my tongue barely touch your pussy as your panties reach the floor.
Category: Erotica
The First
A couple of years before the event in The Enlarger. This is my second go at erotica and to be honest fictional writing in general so be gentle. Loosely based on real events. The names have been changed to protect the innocent and no so innocent.
The First
Invited to be a couple’s third: Flashes from a bisexual fantasy [mmf]
being a couple’s third, laying on my stomach, him grinding on my ass, my tongue swirling around her gloriously swollen clit, weaving between her soft folds…he pushes inside of me, filling me slowly, his hands on my waist, her hands holding mine, him fucking me slow and deep, her hands in my hair, her toes curling as her feet rest on my back, my swollen head dripping relentlessly, grinding needily on the bedsheets, him massaging my prostate with every thrust, my hands sliding up her stomach, down her thighs, tracing along her nipple, around her breast, under her arm, pinching one nipple and skating a finger along her collarbone, wrapping a hand along her neck, sliding up to steady myself on her slender shoulder, moaning into her glossy lips as he thrusts deep and greedy to my core. my legs are shaking, i feel myself being pulled apart as i cling to her sweetness and throw my hips back into his desire.
Working (Flash Fiction) (Sex work)
I watch the smoking hot girl sucking my cock, cleaning her pussy juices off my shaft.
“Fuck yeah baby, cum in my mouth” she says, before opening her lips to catch my load as I take over stroking myself. With a roar I cum, mostly on her tongue, though the first rope lands across her face. She pulls her tongue in, swallowing dramatically before showing off that she took it all down her throat.
The camera stops, as I place the machine down. “Thanks a bunch”, she says, standing up to grab a towel, wiping her pussy down. “My fans really bugged me to fuck you, though my boyfriend was pissed.”
She laughed, “Maybe he should get a bigger cock” and stroked me a little as my dick softened.
“Sure, not a problem, I don’t mind helping out.” It was the same most times. Girl starts an onlyfans, or a cam account, but the guys she usually fucks are small, or can’t get hard. I grab my pants and shirt, I usually skip underwear on days I work. “I’ll see you around” walking out.
27 [F4M] NC ♡ Brat seeking Daddy for roleplay! ♡
Hi there! I’m a 27/F/Brat looking for a Daddy to roleplay with! I write in first person, using quotation marks for dialogue, keeping my responses to a few sentences max to allow for quicker replies and for us to be able to react to each action. And, perhaps the biggest potential deal-breaker, is that I only write self-inserts, slice of life, realistic, whatever you want to call it. I can’t personally get into a roleplay with a made up backstory, fake relationship, or characters. I just want to be myself, doing what I’d really do with someone else doing the same. P.S. I’m in EST- mostly available after 6pm.
As far as likes go- I’m a brat, so naturally I prefer that my partner be dominant, someone capable of turning me from mouthy to moaning. I like sitting on someone’s lap, feigning innocence, calling them “Daddy” (bonus points if there’s an age gap), being grabbed/picked up/maneuvered, spanking, orgasm control (teasing/edging/denial/forced orgasms) and possessiveness. I also have a tickling kink, so it’d be great to find someone else who does as well. My absolute favorite, though, is clit tickling (paintbrushes, feathers, vibes, etc), which can be incorporated with orgasm denial for a punishment. I am admittedly quite the princess and love to be touched constantly so a pleasure/soft dom is definitely the type of person I could use in my life.
A Night With Her (M/F, Creampie, Cuckolding)
Jared sat at his computer, typing up an essay. At least trying to. His attention constantly being diverted back to a video he had pledged to himself he would only listen to. It was interesting enough to warrant the switching between tabs when he should have been writing. A small noise caught his attention, a vibration a few inches away from his keyboard. He looked down and saw his phone screen lit up with a number of unchecked notifications. This new notification had him raise an eyebrow. A text. Not just any text, a text from Eliza. He had interacted with her on occasion, they had classes together as they were in the major and had even partnered on a project or two for said classes. He knew she didn’t just text him to catch up, so he picked up the phone. The closer it got to his face, he realized it wasn’t just a message. It was a picture. Jared thought of a few different scenarios as to what the picture could have been as he swiped up and typed in his password.
When the image opened, his face flushed red. It was her, no doubt in his mind. Her face wasn’t in the photo, though he could still tell. What was being presented was her naked form, in all its glory. She was fairly curvy, her breasts taking center stage and being the first thing Jared noticed. She stood straight, one leg bent to make her hip sway. Down further, her legs were spread apart. Just barely letting Jared catch a glimpse of her shaven slit. He stared at the photo for a bit, feeling his cock harden quickly at the sight of this woman. The image was doing it for him, but the thing that got him more excited was the why. What would follow this message? Just as quickly as the thought popped in his head, his phone vibrated again. The new message descending from the top, reading “Wanna fuck?”
Looking up at his unfinished essay, then back down at the picture, he moved off of it into the text messages. He quickly typed, “Yeah.” And sent it. The message popped up on the screen with him anxiously awaiting her response. Those three dots came up, and soon a new message showed up with an address attached. Another message was quickly sent by Eliza, saying, “Don’t take too long now.” With a winky face staring back at Jared, as if he could see her doing the exact same thing. It didn’t take him long to grab his shoes and keys before he was out his own door, leaving the half-written essay up on the screen.
For him, the drive to her house was excruciatingly long. His bulge pressing up inside of his jeans just thinking about what could have encouraged her to send a message like that to him. As he arrived at her doorstep, he knocked a few times. He tried not to sound too excited, he didn’t want to come off as desperate after all. When the door unlocked, and slowly opened, Jared at once felt extreme satisfaction, jealousy, and confusion.
There Eliza was, just like in her photo, naked. A seductive smirk on her face as she noticed his excitement for her nudity. Eliza herself was great, Jared thought, what was behind her caught him off guard. There was another man, also naked, but tied to a chair with a ball gag in his mouth. This guy was bigger than Jared, broad shoulders and sporting a pretty well trimmed beard. His cock was hard, pulsating, and Jared figured it might have been a bit thicker than his own. He felt embarrassed, as if he had been set up. He noted again that the man was tied up, and looked to Eliza for an explanation. She followed his gaze, looking back at him and giving a slight laugh. “Oh, him? That’s my boyfriend, Conner.” Conner then shook against his restraints. Jared had barely any time to actually give a response before Eliza continued again.
“He’s been naughty, caught him sexting with my friend the other night. I wanted to give him a little taste of his own medicine.” She said, licking her lips.
“A taste of-” Jared began before Eliza pulled him in close, pressing her lips against his. He didn’t react right away, the shock of it all still getting to him. He sobered up quickly as Eliza pushed her tongue against him, almost begging for entry. Obliging, she did exactly that as his lips parted. Her breath was an odd mixture of peppermint and musk. Despite the combination, he enjoyed her tongue in his mouth, his wrapping around hers.
She pulled back, leaving him only wanting more. Eliza reached down, and gripped Jared’s hard on through his pants. “You were thinking about me all the way here, huh?” She giggled playfully, rubbing it.
“Oh, fuck yeah.” Jared moaned out as both a reaction to her touch, and an answer to her question.
“Then let’s get to it.” She said, pulling him back by his shirt. She turned them around, closing the door behind her and practically tossing Jared onto her couch. Jared only looked down at her, Eliza crawling on top of his legs. Her hands fondling at his pants, trying their quickest to undo his button and pull down the zipper. He said nothing as she pulled back both his pants and his boxers, only to hear her squeal in pleasure as she saw it snap out of his underwear and to its upright position. She reached her hand down, gripping the pulsing shaft in it. “It’s so fucking hot.” Eliza moaned, maneuvering herself to her stomach. Her tits pressing up against Jared’s legs as she took the tip of his cock in her mouth.
The warmth and wetness was all he felt for a moment, and a gasp escaped his lips. It had been awhile since he had gotten a blowjob, and especially one under such erotic circumstances. Jared’s mind went blank as Eliza lowered her head, his cock slipping deeper and deeper into her mouth until all seven inches were in. His cock throbbed against the tight passageway, and he heard Eliza gag a little before she pulled back up stopping as her lips grazed right under his head. She began a rhythm, shoving his length into her mouth before simply pulling it back out and going through the motions again.
It took Jared everything he could muster to keep from exploding in her mouth. She was certainly an expert at this, playing with his urethra with her tongue just made it feel that much better. All the while, Jared slowly came to the realization that they were not alone. Conner was still there, naked, tied up. He looked over, and certainly enough he was watching his girlfriend deepthroating a practical stranger. A hand touched his cheek, and turned his attention away from Conner to her. Her face was now inches from his, and she looked him dead in the eyes.
“Don’t pay attention to him, love. Pay attention to me. He doesn’t matter right now.” Eliza whispered, though Jared knew she spoke loud enough for her boyfriend to hear. Jared looked below her eyes, past her absolutely perfect tits, and saw that her pussy was hovering right over his cock. He could feel the wetness dripping from it onto him, and knew exactly what she was about to do. “Are you ready?” Eliza asked, her hand wrapped around his shaft, positioning it just in the right spot. He couldn’t speak, only nod. She smiled, and sat up. Her body moving down, and his cock slipping into her.
A moan escaped his lips as she did, and he felt everything. How her lips parted against his head, quickly wrapping around and engulfing his length. Her walls were hot and wet with her juices, and they constricted around him, pulling him deeper into her. They both moaned as she took all of him inside of her, sitting comfortably on his waist. Jared looked down, and only saw her body. They were connected solely by their flesh, and their desire for one another. It was heaven, and then she started to lift herself up. The constricting didn’t stop, it only got better as she moved with him inside. The feeling of her skin pulling on his was enough to make him cum then and there, though he held back on that, wanting to feel her for as long as possible.
The gaze caught his attention again, he looked over to Conner, who was watching the sexcapades. Despite Eliza’s wishes, something about his presence just made the encounter so much better. He loved knowing there was nothing he could do as he had sex, something usually seen as sensual among partners, with this man’s girlfriend. It was as if he was violating some sacred testament with his cock by virtue of it being inside Eliza. He enjoyed that feeling, almost as much as the sex itself.
Jared was pulled back to Eliza, her movements growing more rapid. Her insides grinding against his cock all the way inside of her, trying their hardest to get him to climax. “Oh, fuck yes!” She groaned, her face thrown up towards the ceiling as she bounced up and down.
“Come on, cum in me.” She ordered. Her face lowering to look Jared in the face. Her eyes were dripping with lust, that smirk she had mischievous and excited. Jared could not deny it. His balls tightened as the pressure grew at the base of his cock. His hands moved forward, gripping Eliza’s thighs as the pressure slipped up towards his head.
“I-I’m cumming!” Jared stammered, his cock pulsating deep within Eliza. She stopped for a moment, sitting down on him, placing a hand on his chest as she began to shake with her own orgasm. Jared’s cock throbbed hard inside of her, pumping out a load of hot, thick semen. His eyes began to roll back as the ecstasy of his orgasm, combined with the tightening grip of Eliza’s vagina from hers, felt like heaven.
They sat there for a moment, coming down from their orgasms together. Eliza leaned down, laying on top of Jared and embracing him in a hug. His cock slipped from her pussy, and a small dribble of his cum slid down onto his shaft.
“Holy shit.” Jared began. “That was incredible.” Eliza began to giggle, her body swaying on top of his as she tried to contain her giddiness. She sat up, lifting her hips above his pelvis. Reaching down to her pussy, she wiped up a bit of the dripping cum and held it to her lips. She took the moment to look over at the man still tied up in the chair, and licked her fingers.
“Tastes so much better than yours.” She said, slowly and seductively. With a smirk, she looked down at Jared and nodded. “We are so doing this again.” She giggled, getting up and walking over to her coffee table. Jared began to sit up, but found it a little harder now that his legs were shaking.
Looking over at Conner, it was clear that Eliza had no intention of untying him just yet. And remembering that he had just cum inside of the man’s girlfriend in front of him made his retreating member stand at attention once again. Another revelation crossed his mind.
“Oh god, Conner, really?” Eliza said in disgust as she examined her boyfriend. She wiped her hand on his lower stomach and pulled it back. Revealing that Conner had also cum during the show. “Without even using your hands.” She laughed, looking at his sperm covering her hand.
“I thought you might like that, but this much?” She said, looking down at him. Right before she pulled down his ball gag and shoved her fingers in his mouth. “Oh yeah, tastes good, doesn’t it?” She said, making sure he swallowed before removing her fingers. Conner began to cough after, looking up at Eliza.
She looked back, and smirked. Leaning down she kissed the tied up man passionately. Jared raised an eyebrow and stood up. “Uh, I thought you were mad at him.” He stated.
Looking back, Eliza stood up straight, her breasts bouncing softly at the sudden movement. “Oh, that? I was just using that to set the mood.” She smiled and looked to Conner. “We’re open.” He said, his voice fairly deep. Making Jared shrink back a little.
“So, what about…you know.” Jared asked. Eliza rolled her eyes and smiled. “He’s wanted me to do this for a while. So I figured you wouldn’t try anything scummy. Sorry I didn’t mention it to you before, but I think the fantasy might have been ruined a bit if we told you beforehand.” She said, making her way to Jared. “I hope you’re not mad.” Her gaze was a lot more meek now, certainly different from the commanding tone she took before.
Jared looked back to Conner, who had a small grin on his face. His gaze, shifting to Eliza’s nervous smile, met hers. Jared gave her a reassuring nod. “I’m not. As long as we can do this again.”
“Oh, definitely.” Conner spoke up. Removing the restraints himself and standing up. Conner walked towards Eliza, and placed a hand around her shoulder. The two smiled at each other before focusing on Jared. “I think I speak for both of us when I say we enjoyed your company.”
Somewhat intimidated by just how much taller Conner was, Jared returned Eliza’s previously nervous grin and nodded in agreement. “Well, I uh…I look forward to it.” He said, stepping back a bit.
Jared got dressed as Conner mentioned he was heading up to take a shower. Eliza followed Jared to the door and watched as he opened it. Before he left however, he turned to say goodbye. Eliza imitated with one more kiss. No more lust, but a simple and sweet peck on the lips.
“Thank you, for helping us live out a small fantasy.” She said, reaching for her phone by the door. “We’ll have to set something up again soon.” Jared nodded, turning to leave. “Oh yeah, maybe this weekend?” He asked, looking back to see Eliza nod and agree. Glad, he stepped outside and closed the door behind him.
His gaze was fixed towards his car, and as he stepped out into the driveway, his eyes widened. “Oh shit!” He began racing to unlock his car door. “That goddamn essay!” He hurried inside, and rushed on home.
[F/F] Husbands Christmas Gift (part 2)
I was completely flustered. What had I just said? My mind was going 1000mph but Mary seemed to be completely calm. Like she had expected me to say this and the fact that I had basically asked her to have her way with me didn’t phase her the slightest.
She began to walk toward the table with massage oils on it. I was so embarrassed. What did I say? Why would I ask her that? Should I just leave? I began to sit up and by the time I had grabbed the towel to cover up and I sat up, Mary was already back next to me. I started rambling about how embarrassed I was and how I would never actually do anything like this. She put her left index finger on my lips, and her right hand with the oil on my thigh. She slowly and gently pushed me back down with her finger on my lips. Her right hand moved up and down my thigh making it warm and oily.
Kidnapped by my friends ex (MMF, brother/ex/sister, incest, rape, kidnapping, coercion, knife, blackmail, video, oral, anal, double penetration)
“You sure you’ll be okay Sky?”
“I’ll be fine. See ya tomorrow Issy.”
“Sure? There’s noone else here.”
“Sure. Besides you can’t stay. Remember your date?”
“Oh shit! I almost forgot! See ya Sky!”
I wave her bye as I gather my things, chuckling to myself. No wonder she lost her angel of an ex. He used to accept when she stayed out late or even missed date nights. He would send her flowers when she missed stuff. Once, they’d planned a whole weekend together and she forgot, leaving him stranded when she didn’t turn up at the meet up spot on the cruise. That was when he ended it. Now it’s just tinder hookups and month long relationships for her. She still drunk cals him though. He doesn’t care.
I wince as I lift my bag. It’s heavy and my shoulders are killing. Tennis will do that to you. Especially three days in a row. I drop my bag and roll my shoulders, glancing at the showers. *Nah, I’ll shower at home. It’s safer.* With a deep breath, I lift my bag on to my shoulder and walk out, down the empty hallway. I wave at the receptionist working late and smile at her, handing her my card.
My Friend Melissa [MF]
Based on a prompt from r/dirtywritingprompts by u/TrashClear483.
Enjoy ;)
Melissa’s late as usual. She’s the one that suggested meeting here and she can’t even be bothered to show up on time. Ah well.
At least a hot bombshell just walked in. Goddamn what a fine girl. Tits like pow and an ass thicker than a milkshake.
Oh shit she’s looking at me! Avert gaze, don’t look like a perv. Maybe steal a quick glance.
Oh no she’s walking towards me… and smiling? Did she catch me and found me irresistible? Maybe, one can only hope.
Fuck, what a hottie, the things I’d do to her- wait. No way… is that Melissa? Wow, the freshmen 15 hit her hard.
I get up, awkwardly hiding my hard on. “Hey Mel!”
She gives me a hug, while I tried with all my might not to knock Mr. Johnson into her.
“How was the drive back?” I ask.
Dad fucks daughter while husband is home!
All characters are 18+
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My weekday mornings have been the same for three years, ever since my wife passed. I get up at six, shower, dress for work, and pack my lunch. I leave by 7:00 and drive the eight to twelve minutes, depending on school bus routes, to my daughter’s house.
Laura and her husband, Donnie, have been married for six years. They have a great relationship, and my son-in-law is a good man. He’s just not a good enough man to give Laura and I second thoughts about our own relationship.
She’s 28. A decade has gone by since the first time we acknowledged our feelings for each other. There was a lot of kissing and groping that night. I made her come on my fingers and within days, when it was obvious neither of us regretted it, I was making her come on my cock.
By 7:15, I’m always parked down the street from their house, waiting for Donnie to leave for work. He pulls out, I watch his brake lights illuminate at the stop sign a short distance away, he turns right, and when he’s out of sight, I pull into their driveway.