Sorry in advance if this isn’t the place for this but I was wondering if anyone follows any erotica newsletters? I don’t like looking for stories, I just want a curated feed of short stories sent to my email. A newsletter seems like a good spot for it… I encourage promo here as there’s obviously a lot of writers in this sub. THANK YOU.
Category: Erotica
My gym crush, pt. 3 [MM] [20s] [masturbation] [femboy] [straight to gay]
[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/)
[pt. 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11ykvmw/my_gym_crush_pt_2_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/)
Dylan woke up the next morning in a haze. He checked his phone to make sure it hadn’t just been in his head.
There, in Reddit, were the messages. There was the profile. And there, in his camera reel, were the photos and videos of another man that he’d jacked off to.
The man was dressed like a woman, sure. But Dylan had seen the pictures of that very real, imposing cock.
There was a new message from the guy. “It’s cool if I’m not your type. I promise I won’t be weird if we run into each other at the gym”
Dylan realized he had never messaged back. He’d been distracted cleaning himself up last night and then had passed out.
He looked again at the profile and found the pics of the guy in red lingerie. Dylan immediately got hard.
“Fucking morning wood,” he grumbled as he squirted lotion into his left hand. He bit his lip as he swiped through the photos and stared at the legs and ass and torso on his screen. He tried to avoid looking too long at the cock until he finally swiped to a video of this feminine figure jacking off and ejaculating onto a mirror.
A Joint-Force Excursion: The Gangbang While Deployed – [Non-Fiction] [18+] [MMMMMF] [Gangbang]
“Is your writing based on actual experiences, or all fiction?” Sharon asks after taking a sip of her coffee. It’s a warm spring day, and they choose to sit outside at the small cafe in town. This also allowed them to talk relatively freely as no one else was seated outside.
Luke pauses for a moment. He’s still determining how open he should be. He wants to give her a good impression, as they have just met recently, and he believes in being open and honest. While she knows that Luke writes erotica and has read most of his work, some of his stories are dark, sadistic, or promiscuous.
“When I was younger, I took advantage of any and every opportunity that came before me. So, my stories are mostly based on my experiences, with some artistic license taken.” He replies finally.
“Even the one about…the gangbang?” She asks in a whispered tone, leaning in closer to him.
Sexy on a Leash [52M, F]
Another convention, another long day. I spied a woman I’d spent time with at the last one, and she grinned and winked and escorted who I assumed was a friend over to meet me. There was a bit of small talk, and then the new woman posed for a picture with me. I put my arm around her shoulders and smiled, as I always did, and then felt her hand slide into my back pocket and leave… a room key? Oh boy. I looked down at her, she was slightly shorter, and she smiled and leaned into me, giving me a very good look down her corset into her cleavage, and I was hooked. Tits do it to me every time.
Once they left, I casually went to the restroom, partialy to wait out the hard-on she had caused, and partially to check my pocket. Sure enough, it was a room key with a small post-it with the room number and the words ‘safe: red’. Looked like it was going to be another fun night.
After the events were over for the evening, I double-checked the room number after changing out of my floor clothes and into something more casual, and went up to her room.
Farm Blues – 03 – Toys
The next day, Ciara woke up and looked for Jack. In the house, he was nowhere to be found, so she looked outside. He was working on her car. His arms to his shoulders in the depths of the motor, he just pulled a bunch of cables out.
His upper body was covered in grease and oil but he had a triumphant grin on his face. He showed her the cable: “Got it! Here’s your problem.”
“A… cable?”, she asked carefully, raising a brow.
“Not exactly. More, what’s missing on it”, he said and showed her, that there were bite marks on the cable and several wires were completely cut. “Looks like you had a visitor in your motor. Martens tend to do this quite often.”
I can fix it provisionally, but you should have the cable changed at a service station, as my work won’t keep humidity and dirt away permanently.
He took the cable to his workbench, reconnected the wires and insulated them. Then he put the cable back and tried the engine. It started at once. Shutting it down again, he got out and said “You’re good to go!”, smiling broadly.
Mile high orgasm (f)
A few years ago I was lucky to be upgraded to first class on a long flight. I was so excited to get a bed and some champagne and actually get some sleep.
It was one of those airplanes where each first class seat turns into a lay flat bed and you have a privacy partition that you can pull up.
I got myself settled and had a glass of champagne, we took off and I watched a movie. The cabin crew brought lots of drinks and after a few small glasses of wine I decided to try get some sleep.
I started to move my seat into the bed position and a friendly flight attendant said she would do it for me and handed me some pajamas to change into. I went to the bathroom while she made up my bed.
As I changed in the bathroom I removed my bra and panties so I would feel more comfortable. I slipped the pajamas on and went back to my seat.
Surprise Guest [mf] [cnc] [home invasion] [breath play] [knife play] [bondage] [rough]
*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*
[*https://imgur.com/zpwJEuZ*](https://imgur.com/zpwJEuZ)
Today was the day. I make my way around the house and through the back sliding door. I work my magic and unlock the door and quietly step into the building. I can hear her upstairs showering and singing along to music. Whatever possible noise I make, she won’t be able to hear. I round the corner of the stairs and notice her pants at the bottom. I look up and see more clothes. Guess she decided to undress on the go.
I make my way up step by step, until I notice her panties close to the top. I can’t resist as I pick them up and sniff them. My god, it smells so good. Like a proper slut. I’d dwell in this moment more but I hear her turn off the shower and turn down the music. I slide the panties into my back pocket, rush up the stairs and hide myself in the storage closet, peeking through the door. She didn’t seem to notice as she walked out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, stark naked and on the phone with her friend.
Third base with Avery (M22, F 22)
The last week of college my fellow editors for the campus newspaper decided to go to this restaurant/bar before most of us graduated next weekend.
There was 6 of us, it mostly seniors but one girl was a junior. I got loaded French fries and they were so good I couldn’t even eat them all. I had a mojito and a margarita. A little tipsy at this point I start opening up a little more to everyone. They were making fun of me and calling me a lightweight because I don’t handle alcohol that well.
My friend Nick asked me if I smoked weed.
“Yeah I smoke all the time actually…”
All of 5 of my friends looked at me funny and two of them instantly blurted out “no way.”
“Yeah I would’ve never expected that.” This guy Pat said who I didn’t know all that well. They were all a little shocked. “Actually I could kinda see it.”
Get Me There
The hand he had used to finger me was still wet with my juices so I guided his fingers into my mouth and sucked the taste of myself from his skin. As I rhythmically rode his cock, I sucked his fingers, moaning around them while he fought for comprehension of the feelings coursing through his body.
Having already been given an orgasm by this selfless, loving man, I was able to concentrate on keeping my pace steady, building, building, taking him to that place. Having him fill up my cunt with his rock-hard cock was always such a magnificent feeling, especially being so, so wet as I was, I could really take his whole length as I slid, up and down his now glistening manhood.
I moaned around his fingers still in my mouth, my breasts bouncing against his arm as his other hand gripped my ass. He pulled his fingers, now even wetter from my mouth, and slapped my ass with a force that left me gasping and fucking him even harder.
He pulled me by my hair, closer to him. He kissed me with more of his tongue than his lips and I melted into him, making sure to keep his bucking hips into account while I road him to the destination he was seeking. His fingers tangled slightly in my hair, he pulled again, pulling my head to one side slightly so he could kiss my neck again, leaving another love bite where no shirt would be able to hide it. So that the world would know, I was his.
Meeting up with an old friend (43f43m) and her husband (42m) part 1
Ed was a scrawny kid in high school and a lazy slob through his 20s. But he got fit in his thirties and by 40 he was turning heads at the 20th high school reunion…with his broad chest and shaved head he got some compliments. In high school he had been friends with Bri. They were in the same group. Geeky kids, music and theater kids, hanging out and goofing around. Mostly wholesome fun. They even shared a stage kiss back in the day. Bri was a typical 18 year old back then, trim with a swimmers build. She continued running and was fit in her 40s.
Bri and Ed lost touch…their paths went separate ways. Bri ended up with the smartest kid in class, Kirk. Now in their 40s and married a decade they had 2 kids and a dog. Ed married young and had kids right away. He went a more conservative route in life.
So at the height of the pandemic, Ed’s world came crashing down when he said those words to his wife “I’m bisexual.”. They tried to make it work, but it was too much for her. And for him. It was confusing. Ed doubled up on the workouts and got a small place near his family. Along the way he’d reconnected with his old friends, Bri among them. She was supportive and understood. She’s bi too she said.