Category: Erotica

She curls her arms around him, reaches up on her tip toes and kisses him. He responds in kind, pulling her close so their breath mingles when she pulls away. She can hear her heartbeat in her ears.

His hands play down her body, flirt with the edge of her t-shirt, brush over the skin beneath. He takes it off.

His gaze runs over her mostly bare skin. Every place it touches sends licks of heat to her core.

He kisses her hungrily, hands cupping her breasts and then drifting down to undo her jeans. She moans against his lips as his hand slides beneath the fabric and touches her. Her hips buck into him as she grinds against his hand, needing more. He plays with her pussy, sliding two fingers inside her easily. She’s so wet, even though he’s barely touched her. He returns quickly to playing with her clit, circling and stroking her until she cums onto his hand.

She rests her head against his chest, listening to his heart beat until he lifts her onto the bed and lays her down gently. He unclasps her bra, and undresses her the rest of the way, then steps back so she has a good view as he undresses. Read more »

Tis the season…

Kaitlyn was miserable and home for winter break. No longer at her campus sanctuary away from her family. There was not much to do in her hometown. But her cousin invited her to the mall to shop and maybe drink, she happily obliged. Her cousin was not her favorite person but she had her own reasons for wanting to get away from the family, and that was enough of an excuse as any to go out. They walked around the mall a little then went to a bar to drink some festive peppermint martinis. Unsurprisingly, her cousin left her alone to hook up with some guy. A guy she knew or else Kaitlyn would have felt bad letting her go off. It would soon be time for the mall to close and Kaitlyn spotted a lonely Santa with no more kids in line. She smiled to herself thinking about the memories of meeting Santa and grabbing a chocolate chip cookie or cinnamon pretzel afterwards. She was more than old enough now to know that he was not really Santa. There might not really be an old man under the suit. And she felt a little giddy from the alcohol and reindeer squishmallow purchase she made earlier that evening. Emotional support stuffed animals were an essential on this trip. Read more »

Hi everyone!

28.f.USA here.

I am looking for a creative writer for a fun short smut story idea I have. I got the idea from a hentai picture that I stumbled across (I can share the pic of course so you can see it).

Basically, I’d love to share the pic, nd then you take this description I am provided, and write a short smut story to it. I will only use the story as a means to masturbate to.

Warning: story includes anthro, forced male on male

Plot: A god like creature comes to earth (could be Egyptian) because he is a horned up power bottom sex fiend! The god is sphinx/jackal/humanoid in appearance with a huge bubble butt. He is the more cocky and smug being imagineable and just needs a good dick to throw his ass back onto.

He comes to earth and corners a man at the man’s home. The god can either bargain with him, compromise, or just take what he wants. Either way, the god will use his powers to turn the man’s average sized cock into a horse cock! Then, his is pinned the man to the wall, floor, wherever, and raping that man’s cock! Read more »

It had been a difficult hike to get there. Dan had started out in the predawn and had been going without much of a break nearly all morning. The path was steep and overgrown and was full of jagged rocks that threatened to twist an ankle with nearly every step. When he finally reached his secret hot spring it would have been totally worth it. Would have been except just as he was almost there he heard voices. What were people doing in his secret spot? Full of smoldering rage he emerged from the woods and approached the spring. Dan’s anger evaporated as soon as he saw the interlopers. Lounging in the spring were two very cute young women lounging neck deep in the hot, bubbling water. Their packs and clothes were off to the side except for a bottle of wine that they were passing back and forth. When they saw the sweaty, tired man they waved and called welcome to him like an old friend. As Dan saw their naked breasts sway as they waved, his anger was completely gone and replaced by totally different feelings. He continued to approach the pair and saw that they weren’t coeds like he first thought but actually much closer to his own 40+ years. He introduced himself as he got close and asked, “do you mind if I join you?” “Of course not”, the pretty blonde replied. “This place is too great not to share.” Not what Dan was thinking a minute ago but he wasn’t about to disagree now. The blonde introduced herself as Tina. She was a petite bubbly woman with an easy smile. The other woman introduced herself as Jen. Even as they sat in the warm pool he could tell that the brunette was much taller than her companion.
Dan didn’t wait for them to change his mind as he dumped his pack and kicked off his boots. It was as he was pulling off his T-shirt that it finally occurred to him that he was undressing in front of strangers. He had always gone nude when he came here before since he never had to share the space. He turned his back and in one movement pulled down his shorts and underwear. He decided to just try to act normal rather than trying to cover up. He wasn’t fully hard yet, after all he wasn’t 18 anymore, but well on his way. So he approached the pool swinging in the breeze. The only concession he made to his modesty was to practically jump into the steaming water rather than to ease himself in slowly. He risked a glance at the two women and saw broad smiles on their faces. He sat on the smooth rocks and left just his head above the water. The two women glanced at each other, stood up and moved closer to Dan. Tina had modest breasts but a firm and toned body. Jen was much more curvy but equally beautiful. They lowered themselves next to him and explained that he was too far away. Read more »

Standing in the shower today, soaping my breasts, I wanted you. I imagined you. I wonder if you felt it? I hope you felt it.

It’s your cum I want, yours and no one else’s. I kneel before you, watching you stroke your hard cock. I’m hungry for you. Jerk it, let me watch. I want to see your face as you slowly dissolve with pleasure. I want to hear your groans. I want watch your cum spurt out again and again all over my hair, my eyelashes, my nose, my open lips, my tongue, my breasts. I rub it on my breasts, enjoying in the slippery feeling on my soft skin. I eagerly lap it up. I’m your lapdog. I lick my fingers, lick your taste. You. I want you. Cover me with your essence. Let me taste you.

As I close the patio door behind me, grill finally put away, I turn and see you standing in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes from dinner, your movement slow as you stare out the window deep in thought. So lost in thought it seems that a plate dropped from your hand and splashed in the sink full of water in front of you, splashing water down the front of your tank top.

“Shit! This is why I need a dishwasher!” I hear you groan as you reach down to pick it up, elbow shooting out to the side and accidentally knocking over a glass half full of water onto the counter next to the sink.

“Mother–!” You catch yourself but I hear an almost defeated sound in your voice.

“What’s with all this noise? So much yelling for dishwashing.” I say as I walk up behind you, my hands gripping your shoulders firmly, holding you in place with your arms in the soapy water up to your elbows. My 6 foot frame towering over you as my chest presses tightly against your back. Read more »

All characters are 18+

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“We can’t right now, Daddy. Someone will see.”

I grabbed my daughter’s chin with my left hand while the fingers of my right rubbed at her clit.

“Whose pussy is this, Lucy?”

She swallowed hard and met my eyes. “It’s yours, Daddy.”

“And when can I use my pussy?”

With a small voice she answered, “Whenever you want.”

I reached further and plunged two fingers inside the wet cunt in question. Lucy yelped before sagging against me and accepting the intrusion.

“If I want to march you out to the 50-yard line and shove my dick down your throat, I will. If I want to mount and fuck you in front of City Hall, I will. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Put your foot on the bumper.”

She did as she was told, opening the space between her legs wide allowing me to pound her 18-year-old pussy with my fingers. Her little boy shorts lay on the ground between us, and her cheer skirt offered no other protection from me. Read more »