Category: eroticliterature

I love that car [M/F]

Act One

Some people call the 944 the “poor man’s Porsche.” Yes, it was relatively cheap for a car that can perform that well. And yes, it is not nearly as well known as the 911. I think that’s why I like it so much. Like a typical sailor, as soon as got my enlistment bonus, I went and blew it all on a car. A Canary Yellow 1987 Porsche 944. I love that car.

But, that left me broke, which is how I came to live in this flop house. A bunch of guys from the ship got together and rented a house. With the rent split 6 ways, it was very affordable, but it wasn’t the best living conditions. Someone comes home shitfaced every night, fucks up the kitchen. No one cleans. The place was also a revolving door of skanks.

Ryan, fucking asshole, was the worst. More than once someone has had to drag his latest conquest out of his bed before his real girlfriend arrived. On the occasions she would find some half naked hussy passed out on top of him, he would get mad at her for coming over so early. Fucking asshole. Read more »

The Price of being the Boss [FM]

There were two sides to her. Two very conflicting lifestyles with which she juggles tirelessly, trying to keep her life together while destroying it. Yes she had done very well in life… building up herself and her company from the ground. Though some might wonder if the price for power was too much. And for how long can one stack the achievements before the tower falls over.

“C.E.O. Mrs. Clove” read the golden placket which stuck on the double door of the grand office which sat on the top floor. The result of millions of dollars made it the tallest building in the busy city. The headquarters holding every ounce of grandness that a Fortune 500 company afforded.

As guests would enter down the lush hallways every other wall space would be framed a magazine of Mrs Clove herself. Time magazine, New York Times, and the like. Praising the ceo as ‘woman of the year’ and other achievements.
On chivelled pedestals stood awards for the speeches and achievements of her company. Yes a reversed champion of women power and a shining beacon for what one could become if you only put the work in… Read more »

Late Night Research [m/f]

I work as a janitor in a research facility. I have access to most part of the building but only to the offices, never into the main research facility where the multi million dollars go to. For a janitor I’m actually very well paid, $25 per hour with an excellent health, dental and vision insurance. To get this job you need a referral and a friend of mine is one of the research assistants who put in a word for me. My last job was a janitor as well but I was only making about $8 per hour and that’s without benefits.

I’m not privileged to the research information here, I probably wouldn’t understand it anyway. I’m not an idiot, I did go to college but I haven’t found a job in my field. I’m only 30 after all so I’ve got time.

I’ve been working the nights lately, a 12 hour shift from 2100 to 0900. The shift differential adds a pretty nice bonus too, an additional
$2 per hour and if I work weekends? That’s an extra $3. So if I work weekend nights, I’m making $30 per hour. New nurses makes less than that! Read more »

The Watcher Pt3 [FFM][End]

“You mix that n**** with that Creole make a Texas bamma!” He phone sang signaling it was her friend Jessica.

Beyoncé came blaring out of her phone as Anya struggled to compose herself and scramble to pause the video.

“Hey girl why you calling so late, I didn’t burn the house down damn!” Anya answered trying to be playful and inconspicuous. There was no response. She looked at her phone to ensure she didn’t accidentally hang up in the confusion.

“Uh hello you there or what? Did you butt dial me?” She asked a little frustrated her masturbation was interrupted by a miss dial.

“I’m here, press play.” Her friend whimpered into the phone.

Anya’s eyes immediately got wide, “uhm what do you mean press play?” She responded clearing her throat and looking at the screen.

SLAP! “Oh fuck girl quit playing he won’t let me cum until you do press play, oohhh fuck Daddy that dick so good!” Jessica moaned out.

Anya immediately felt the gravity of her situation, she was being watched and not just that but being used. She sat there frozen not knowing where the camera was or what she should do she felt violated but she was in her friend house getting off to her private videos.  Read more »

Teacher and students (seniors) get naughty in class M+F+ (all 18+) [orgy] [anal] [milf]

Spanish III started just like any other day. The second to last period, we are all tired and want it to be over. Mrs. Stuart is a busty milf in her mid thirties. She is around 5’5 with a small waste, large ass, and D cup tits. Her brown hair meets her shoulders with a slight curl. I’ve always thought of her as an attractive woman but never had the sexual desire until now.

The class started off slow with 5 minutes of review and then handing out worksheets. She didn’t plan on worksheets today but the internet was down so she resorted to the pre-covid ways. About 15 minutes into the class period I have a question. Number seven had a sentence in the middle of the paragraph that I did not recognize. Her glasses were missing, so she had to lean in close. Her tits were draped across my desk and her perfume filled my nostrils. I felt so action in my cock and suddenly had the impulse to grab her body. Still explaining the question, she leaned in further, tits now resting on my forearm and her ass close to my shoulder. My body reacted fast and without thinking I reached under her denim skirt and grabbed her round, jiggly ass. She was startled but chose not to make a scene. Read more »

My Client Crushed on Me

I used to deal. Hugs. Believe what you will.

Anyway. You can’t just walk around offering hugs. You had to be ultra discreet. I got it down to a science.

Clients started lining up, week after week.

My favorite was a very thin bodied, tiny breasted woman and her biker boyfriend. He always tried acting tough around me. I never cared.

His girlfriend. Second time she came to see me, she was alone. Wow. I thought I felt tension but I didn’t think I’d be alone with her this soon.

She came wearing a fuzzy pink turtleneck. Fuck. I’m such a sucker for this girl. She looks so good. Has curls from her shower hair being still damp. We do our business. She keeps the conversation going. I tell her if she stays around, I’m going to start having thoughts I shouldn’t. She coyly asks if she should leave.

I say no. You should kiss me.

I’m pretty sure lips are a fetish of mine.

Hers are just so different. Tiny mouth, slightly oversized lips. She knew how to flirt with her tongue. She was coming up on 40 but she had this teenage charm. Read more »

Moonlight swim in the backcountry part 1 [romantic] [friendship] [MF]

Leilani was lying in her tent when she heard leaves crunching outside. She saw a long, masculine silhouette and the glow of a headlamp hit her orange tent.

“You awake?”

She was a little startled. It was late and she hadn’t heard anything besides the chorus of crickets and frogs for hours.

“Jay?”

He was waiting outside her tent, courteous enough to leave the flap zipped. She had been reading inside her sleeping bag topless, and now sitting up she felt her nipples harden in the cold.

“I saw you were up and I can’t sleep, do you want to go for a swim?” Jay said.

“Ummm, are you sure? Okay,” Leilani responded surprised. They were good friends but he had never made such a request before.

Leilani searched around her tent quickly for a top, knowing he could probably see the outline of her breasts through the thin fabric of the tent.

She was excited but flustered. “Just give me a moment, I’ll meet you at the edge of the lake.”

“Okay, but don’t take too long or I’ll have to go in without you!” Jay chimed while strolling off, his heavy boots trodding down the path to the water. Read more »

Looking for Male to female dollification stories

I… I’m sorry if this isn’t the right sub, feel free to delete it if so… but… Over the last week I found dollification… At first it seemed just… meh… but then I discovered a… I guess sub-genre… I… I’m a closet trans-girl who is extremely masculine and I have always loved stories with Feminization as the main theme… specifically forced… When I found it… I… I really enjoyed it… I… I’ve tried to search for more stories but the site I was using (dollstories.net I believe) didn’t have that many and I quickly ran out… Now, there are plenty of ones where girls get turned into sex dolls/mannequins/etc. but… I… I’m sorry if this is the wrong sub for this, but if anyone has any good stories like that or knows a large repository of them or even knows a site that it is slightly easier to find them, please tell me… Thank you…

Slutty Wives #3 “Brother In Law, Seduced Me, I Swear….”

My sister’s husband and I never really liked each other, tolerated is more accurate, but always wanting to be supportive of my sister, I always tried to include him when my husband and I had drinks and a fire. Last Saturday was one of those nights a preemptive goodbye to summer, my sister Val and and Brett came over, and the four of us started drinking and chatting. My husband was getting the fire started, while my sister scrolled endlessly for a playlist, I was inside in the kitchen making another drink and grabbing beers, when Brett came out of the bathroom, his tall lanky frame appearing, he stopped and then started to speak, “Say…I know we uh… haven’t always got a long…but..um..I am hoping we can start over…” starting over after 14 years of him treating my sister mostly like shit was a big ask, but for her sake, I nodded, he walked over and bent down for a hug, as we embraced for probably the first time ever, I felt his hands linger on my ass, let it go Alycia, I told myself, not what you think. Read more »

A vampires slave M/F

“Are you absolutely sure about this m’love?”

The man speaking was sitting on the edge of a four poster bed covered in red silk sheets. He was wearing a pair of leather pants that clung well to his toned thighs. His shirt was on the floor at his bare feet leaving his chest equally bare, a fact that Helena was acutely aware of. It was hard to keep her eyes from wandering his chest with his strong arms and nicely formed six pack.

“It’s very dangerous.” He continued lifting his head to look at her meeting her bluish eyes with crimson stare. It had been over two hundred years since he was last in England but the land of his birth still hinted around the edges of his voice. Straight black hair coursed down around his shoulders and part of the way down his back, normally he wore it in a single braid but tonight it was freed. Read more »