Category: eroticliterature

My thai Part 2 [M/f] [CNC]

Part 2. Feedback of any kind appreciated.

The sound of the tub filling drifted down the hallway, a hopeful sound, given the air quality that surrounded her. The football game forgotten, I sat and contemplated how strange my Saturday had become. 7 hours ago, I was a recently single bachelor. Maisy and I had drifted further and further apart over the last year, her job taking more and more of her attention and mine doing much the same. She had gotten a place of her own and moved out while I was out of town, according to her texts, too afraid to confront me face to face. Her final treachery stung, but deep down, I knew she had taken the right step and one that I never would have taken myself. Because I’m a nice guy. Most of the time.

The tub gurgling as it drained shook me from my reverie, and piqued my interest of what was to come. This certainly was a strange situation.

I heard the bathroom door open and she padded into the room to where I was sitting. Completely naked. She sank to her knees in front of me and said “Thank you for allowing me to wash Sir, how may I be of service?” She said softly. Read more »

The Card Game – Round 2 [MF/MF]

So there I lay, Charlotte in all her naked glory towering above me, those fantastic breasts hanging over my head, her moist pussy so close to my lips yet so far.

“Here’s the deal” she said looking down at me as she straddled my chest “I’m going to give you a chance to earn back Basilisk Rising. Today, all day, it’s my day to be in charge. You’re going to be my simp and do what I say, when I say it and how I want it. Got it?” Read more »

Cum from one cock isn’t enough [MF]

That’s why I was crouched in front of the door across the hall at 2 am, rubbing myself as my neighbors took turns fucking me throat. They had my phone too, using an app that connected with the vibrator humming in my pussy.

They knew the rules. It was oral only. A blowjob. Sometimes a hand job. One apiece usually, but if they could get it up again quickly, I was always down for more. But that would be it. No matter how much they wanted to, they couldn’t touch me anywhere else. No matter how much I begged.

I was on my knees, jerking one off as I slobbered over the other. I didn’t even know their names. I moved in last week after sucking off the landlord, and these two smiled at me. They’d eye fucked me, and then I was kissing the two of them. Stroking their cocks through their pants and promising them a wicked night if they’d agree.

Their cocks were glorious things too. Large and vibrant. With neatly trimmed hairs. They always washed thoroughly for me. I loved licking their balls. I kissed their thighs. My moans echoed down the hall. Read more »

The Mailman [F/M]

I recently moved to a new town. Boring place, full of elderly people and nothing interesting to do. My days went by without anything notable happening. Until yesterday.
I hadn’t received mail yet so I hadn’t met the town’s mailman. And oh! was i sorry i hadn’t met him those past days. It was early in the morning and someone knocked on the door;

—Miss, there’s a package for you

I heard a deep voice coming from the entrance and I got surprised. I was in my pajamas so I grabbed a robe and put it on quickly, I looked messy but i didn’t really care about the opinion of an old mailman. I put on a fake smile and opened the door;

—Yes, hi…

If my jaw could drop as it does in cartoons it certainly would have. There, right before me was standing a stunning man. Probably in his 40s, about 6 feet tall he was incredibly tan for the region we were in. He had sharp face features, a not too long but not too short beard and almond eyes. His hair was tied in a messy man bun though it didn’t look like he had really long hair. He probably tied it to keep it out of his face. I couldn’t help but smile at him while, unsuccessfully, trying to fix my robe a bit. Read more »

Free Use Husband: A Night to Remember [M/F] [NC]

**Note: Part 7. I do not, nor will I ever, condone violence against women. I actually finished this chapter before Part 6.**

**Trigger Warning: contains r#pe.**

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“We’re out of sour cream, ice cream and chocolate syrup.”

I looked at her in confusion then replied with skepticism, “sour cream AND ice cream? You’re not eating those at the same time are you?”

She looked at me with her left eyebrow cocked and a tired look on her face. You only run out of sour cream OR ice cream but never sour cream AND ice cream, at least not at the same time. Shit’s weird, I swear.

I’m sitting on the couch, playing with Maribelle pumping her legs to and fro. The little bug is laughing and giggling as she kicked her little legs, she’s such a happy child. “Alright I’ll get some. I’ll just take my bike since it’s only three items.”

“It’s kind of late out, just take the car,” she reasoned as she moved in to sit next to me.

“I haven’t ridden my bike in a while. Beside, it’s cool out” Read more »

Ashley and Mark – A Work From Home Saga – Part IV (MF, office fantasy, implied exhibitionism and voyeurism)

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mzidr8/ashley_and_mark_a_work_from_home_saga_part_i_mf/)

[Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n31qq4/ashley_mark_a_work_from_home_saga_part_ii_mf/)

[Part III](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ox6faz/ashley_and_mark_a_work_from_home_saga_part_iii_mf/)

Part IV – A face-to-face meeting

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It turned out it was a VERY HOT day outside. Ashley had not bothered to check the forecast since…well…she honestly couldn’t really remember the last time she had checked the forecast. Being stuck at home meant that she had even less patience to listen to the droning of the weather report in the morning, so she had lately just opted to be woken up by some “wake up play list” that Spotify had recommended to her. The realisation of her mistake dawned on her as soon as she stepped out of her air conditioned building into the concrete and asphalt blast furnace of the city streets. Chiefly, she immediately regretted her choice of outfit for the day and bemoaned that she had chosen to wear long sleeves and pants instead of something more airy and flowy. Less than a block away from her apartment, she could already feel the perspiration forming on her forehead and her thighs beginning to chafe under her yoga pants. The mask on her face further compounded things, and was quickly becoming damp from the mixture of her respiration and perspiration. This walk to the office was going to be tortuous, and she cursed the VP for making her do it. Read more »

Donald’s Fireman Fantasy (short)

“We were hearing creaks, I’ve never forgotten it, it was I think the United States Steel Building it was called at the time, and it’s 50 stories tall, and we heard creaks,” Trump told Newsmax. “I said ‘that building is going to come down,’ and two big firemen grabbed me, and they carried me like I was a feather, they carried me into the stairwell and they gently removed all of my clothing. There I was, naked, in that stairwell, and the fireman were wearing their firefighting suits and their helmets and they were so big and tough looking, it was really a beautiful sight. They took me from both ends and bounced my body between them like a big pink ping-pong ball. Nobody appreciates how strong and virile firemen are, but I love em, I love the firemen, and they love me. Never came down but I never heard a noise like that. And it was a scary situation, but the job they did was so incredible, the first responders.”

Masturbating to gang bang fantasy

I lie awake, snuggled up under my warm comforter, my clothes already stripped as I find naked being the most comfortable way to sleep. I can hear the crickets outside, and the rustle of the wind through my open window. I sigh, and pull back my covers some, exposing my soft, pillowy breasts to the moonlight, my skin almost glowing. My nipples stark to perk up in the cool night air, swelling and stiffening. I bite my plump bottom lip and gently swirl my finger around my nipple, teasing and causing my stomach to flutter. Well it’s decided, I’m definitely masturbating.

I pull back the covers even more, exposing my cream white thighs to the moonlight, spreading them and sliding my right hand down my body, leaving the left up to pinch and play with my nipple. I gently slide my fingers up and down my fat pussy, applying gently pressure until I slip into the wet fold. I circle my swollen clit with my finger, the feeling causing my thighs to shiver. I give my nipple a pinch and continue to rub myself, letting my mind wonder. Read more »

Who do you belong too?

I take a seat on the porch swing to wait for him after his walk. My light blue dress, lighter in the warm sun. I push my curly hair out of my face and slide down my panties. He would be back any second and I needed him.

I look up into the distance and close my eyes, my hands running down my neck, gently squeezing my breast. The cold breeze had made my hard nipples push out through my dress, playing perfectly with the mood. I open my eyes to see him coming up the driveway, his face staring at my panties on the floor. I knew what I was doing so well, I knew how to make him want me. I bite my bottom lip and raise my right leg on to the swing. A small breeze lifting up my dress, to tease him. I spread my legs slightly and run my hand between them.

He walks up the stairs towards me, my eyes never leaving his.

He leans down and removes my hand, squeezing tightly on my wrist.

Who gave you permission to play with yourself baby girl? He whispers in my ear. Read more »

My Taste For A Threesum (CUCKHOLD/Threesum) (M/F/F)

This story is for u/nsfwwatchers, I hope you enjoyit as much as I loved writing it!

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I walk into the bar and I am on the prowl for something..sweet. Something so delicate but tempting. As I sit down at the bar, I adjust my bra, order a swing of Scotch, and people watch. The thought of couples checking into this hotel bar and fucking their brains out gives me such a rush. If only I can find a couple who is willing to let me clench my sweet tooth of her sweet juices as getting rammed in the ass by her husband. I check out of my daydream to notice a lovely couple. Her tattooes are what catch me as I see her nipples poking out of her dress. I wait to meet her gaze and I wink at her. She timidly looks at me and motions to her husband to sit closer. They’re sitting next to me and she puts her hand on my exposed thigh. I was wearing a mini-skirt and all I could think about is my tongue all around her nipples. Read more »