Question: Can I say that erotic literature is made to entertain and porn for masturbation?

Porn at the beginning it excites me but after a few seconds it bores me, while erotic literature is funny because of the plot not only for sex scenes. Obviously, erotic literature can excite me but anything could do it and that does not mean that they are made for that purpose, I mean that the purpose of erotic literature is not for the reader to run off to masturbate or have sex, quite the opposite to porn. With literature I can appreciate sex and bodies artistically and i can take it as a means of entertainment. Obviously I can appreciate bodies in porn, but why does it bore me so much? I also believe that erotic literature can increase libido in a less invasive way to be used later.

It is not a post of hate against porn, maybe I am not made to enjoy explicit porn and who the hell can enjoy a porn video from 30 to 1 hour or more??? Surely I would rather see a parade of pretty girls than watch porn, at least there is a context hehe. When I read, personally, I don’t like to see myself in the role of any character. I just enjoy the story and if I find it exciting, I just don’t sexually stimulate myself, that will be at another time alone or with a partner. When I finish reading I just go on with my life as if I had finished watching a movie or series.

Castle tour (Commission piece, M/f, public sex)

“Of course we just had to get separated right then.” She grumbled to herself as she walked with her smaller group. She tried to listen to what the guide was saying but it was no use. Her mind kept drifting back to that moment when the lights went off…how she wished they had stayed off for much longer. Picturing what could happen if they had just had more time. She wanted so badly to do more than squeeze his hand and smile… Just the thought of it excited her.

Then, at that moment who’s group should come into the room but his. She craned her neck to see if he was still there, and in that instant, their eyes met. The moment was electric and time slowed down as they gazed at each other, blind to everything around them. He had obviously been looking for her too she realized. She wasn’t the only one who felt it!

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Do you trust me? Part 1 (M/f mental domination, humiliation, public)

Shannon blushed as she approached the kink shop. She’d always been too nervous to go into one before, and at this moment she wished herself anywhere else in the world. She opened her mouth to make another plea, but a look from her Dom Damien made her shut it again and she stifled a whimper.
They reached the door and he told her to open it and walk in…she hesitated. It was January and the wind was biting her exposed legs and face and blowing up her long brown coat. Of course he had commanded that she wear only a coat. She was already shivering.

Damien pulled her back from the door as soon as he saw her hesitation. Lifting her chin, he forced her to look into his eyes. “Stay here in the cold then until you are ready to be a good girl and do as I say.” he said calmly, trying to hide the amusement in his eyes. Her eyes widened, he knew how much she hated the cold! But before she could say a word in protest he stepped into the shop leaving her alone on the snowy sidewalk.

My first orgasm took me by surprise… [F/F] [First time]

I happened with this girl named Claire.

She was tall, blonde and had these huge tits that all the other girls in our class were jealous of… except me. Every time she wore a low cut shirt, I couldn’t help but admire her cleavage. Claire lived in my neighborhood and sometimes we took the bus home together.

We started hanging out after school and then she invited me to come over on a Friday night. “My parents keep the alcohol cabinet unlocked, we can watch movies and sip some of my dad’s expensive whiskey after they go to sleep.”

As we watched movies in the dark, sipping and getting tipsy, I couldn’t stop myself from staring at her tits, sneaking sideways glances in the low light from the tv. They she surprised me, she leaned over and whispered “It’s okay, I don’t mind when you stare at them.” My cheeks flushed with embarrassment that she called me out and goosebumps ran down my back at the sound of her breath in my ear.
“Actually, I like it.” My stomach dropped.

“Do you want to see them?” She asked. I nodded.

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Breaking the Boy [M/F] [D/S]

I’ve had sex many times. It’s okay. Just okay. It’s McDonalds when you’re hungry.

But it isn’t what I wanted. I’ve never felt able to share with those men what I really wanted to do to them. I’m ashamed. Sounds funny, doesn’t it, in 2021.

But it’s hard, when you’re brought up to be the perfect little lady. When you’re taught men open doors and you say “thank you”, to admit you’re…not vanilla. When I’m home on my own I get out my lube and my Lelo vibrator. I lie back and rub it against my pussy and let myself dream of a man who’ll let me do what I like to him. A man who’ll kneel to me. A man I can command to please me the way I want. I pulse it against my clit and I come faster and harder than I ever have in bed with one of the boring dudes I’ve dated.

I don’t look the part, I know. I look like your average basic bitch. 22, 5’ 6’’, waist-length red hair, blue eyes, skin as pale as cream. Outsize breasts, small waist; one of my exes called me Jessica Rabbit in tight jeans. I’m bubbly, I giggle, I wear crop tops and work at Forever 21 in the mall and drink my pumpkin spice latte. Like a good girl.

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Help finding a story

Not sure if you all are aware, but there are podcasts (My Friends Erotic Stories) out there that contain stories from this subreddit. There is a specific one I am trying to find….per the podcast, it’s called “My Neighbour MILF”, but given the digital pronunciation of the authors name, I can’t for the life of my figure out the actual name and google searches have come up empty.

Link to the podcast page for this specific story:

https://redcircle.com/shows/2c6d1b1d-3065-4bcf-a7e7-cfeb533cd4d2/episodes/d39f9eb7-c4f4-43b6-b6c0-7b2fa70ec14c

Thanks!

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Commissioned Personalized Erotica – Message us ;)

Have you ever wanted to be with someone, somewhere, engaged in the sweet tango of making love, or the animalistic indulgence of fucking, but the cards of reality dealt you a different hand? Why watch porn with lookalikes that only remind you of the man or woman that haunts the margins of your mind, why read about faceless lovers with manufactured names, why not extrapolate your wet dreams into salacious lines of poetry that you can enjoy until eternity becomes archaic?

We are a kinky couple that moonlights as a writing team, we love each other, we love to write, and we love to help others bring their fantasies of dirty endeavors into the light of erotica. If you have a fantasy that deserves to dwell in the ecstasy of written word, we will be honored to create a piece that makes your desires palpable.

We will do everything we can to make it real for you. Our writing is versatile, visceral, primal, and personal.
Contact us with your ideas/scenarios/whatever you heart desires, and we will make it live and breathe tailor-made to your wishes.

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The reawakening – Sister in Law [OC]

Backstory for reference. I have a few posts up under the name Forbidden fruit which take actual events of how this started and add my own fantasies to the end.

The reality is that the only thing that happened between us was the mutual masturbation session. We were both sitting next to each other with unobstructed views, sadly, Kate got sick upstairs and things ended before anything else could happen.

Years past by with absolutely nothing happening again. And when I say years I mean at least 5 years.

She was still around all the time but things just died down. I still loved staring at her ass but that drive for her just wasn’t the same anymore. Life happened, a few other affairs, new jobs, etc etc.

So lets flash forward to a year ago. My wife and I now have a 1 year old daughter and Ali starts spending more time with us. She’s a fantastic aunt and my daughter absolutely loves her.

– Tactics to rile me up for some punishment – M27 O/C

You’ve been acting cheeky and a little bratty all night, glancing across the room as you flirt with the new boys in town, unknown to them we’ve been together for years. You kick off your heels and lean back, stroking one of their legs with your toe, checking to see if I’m still watching. I’m sitting there tapping my fingers, seeing how far you’ll go to push my buttons. You lean down and give the boy a view of your wonderfully low top. He reaches up to grab her jaw before I decide enough is enough. I approach and shunt the boy away grabbing your wrist. I land a passionate kiss while my other hand holds your neck softly.

I tell you it’s time we go home, you’ve been a bad girl

You giggle as we enter our place and I slam the door behind. You’re up on the kitchen counter asking what I am going to do to you for misbehaving. I walk along slowly towards you leaving you to wonder about my plans. I open and close drawers and feel the knobs of the cupboards caressing them slowly and reach for the cutlery drawer. I retrieve the wooden spoon, a glimmer in your eye as I behind to stroke it up your leg, beaconing you to open your thighs as I come closer to you.

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For the shy slut that just wants to be taken [Non-Consent Consent, Rape, Roleplay, Dark Fantasy, Force Orgasm] #NSFW

-Warning- This may trigger you. This is a work of fiction and does not endorse anything illegal. This is fantasy/role play and involves non-consensual consent. This was written by request. Thank you.

Kate was a quiet, mousy woman who seemed unaware of her beauty. Men had always showed interest in her, but her crippling shyness kept her at home on the weekends, reading books or watching movies, curled up with her dog instead of a man. She’d had men before – they had never given her any pleasure. A “wham, bam, thank you ma’am” type of sexual encounter was the only thing she’d known from her selfish previous lovers.

She had one sexual outlet, and it was her darkest, most shameful secret that she would never tell anyone – she liked to act out erotic fictions with strangers online.

Obscuring her face she would meet men online and talk to them until she had discerned that they could play the role. Then, she’d send them her most recent favorite erotica and the role they would play.