Category: eroticliterature

Good Morning, Doctor. Pt 1 of 2 [M/F]

She had always woke up with the urge to get things done. The alarm on her phone slowly increasing in volume in the familiar chimes and bells; she reached up on the headboard to silence it before Chris would be awoken.

Being a morning person, Dr. Lynn Keegan did some of her best work in those first hours of the day. She could focus on things as she pleased without the distractions. Real peace and quiet. Roommates, significant others, disturbing neighbors; her living situations were typically too loud and distracting during the more common waking hours. Her more strict morning routines began in college to complete school and hold down a crap job. Parts of her routine had changed many times to suit her over the years. Her current routine was different in many ways but no less focused than before.

Getting things done early also meant her anxiety was less of an issue the rest of the day. It kept her level and more confident, helping with anxious thoughts. She was always considered smart, but Lynn didn’t think that was her best asset. She joked that her super-power was just turning her anxiety into something constructive. She felt hyper-aware with it sometimes, and if it kept from being overwhelming or coming up at inappropriate times; it could be used for decent attempts at novel and original thoughts or connections. Academia does not necessarily embrace that, but she was able to get some of them in while mostly following the typical grind-formula associate with doctorates. Read more »

It cums at night [Gore, Comedy]

Jenny and I were on our way out. We were studying late for finals. We were discussing what we were going to do later tonight. As I pushed on the door, it would not budge, I realized it was locked. I tried harder but nothing changed. Suddenly the lights started to go out. My pos cellphone didn’t have coverage. This is when we heard a sound. OMG Becky, what was that? I don’t know Jenny God, get off my back.

It was past my time to take out my cloth tail balloon thing and I really needed to pull it out. I didn’t want to leak like a slug, leaving a trail behind. This is when we heard a voice, a low grunt. I could hear a deep inhale. A satisfied sigh. We saw a figure, a large shadow move towards us.

We ran for our life, didn’t stop for our books or nothing. We were running, I was in pretty good shape, had an ice figure. My thong was riding up my crack but it felt kinda good. Around a corner I tried to do some parkour and broke both of my legs. I was screaming in pain. Jenny stopped to try and help me but the grotesque man caught up to us. He inhaled deeply again said “looks like one of you didn’t wipe quite enough times, good…”. Jenny dipped out, that Bitch. Read more »

The Gender Swap [gay] [m4m] [sissy]

*********Okay, so yeah. I got this idea from a GIF I saw here on Reddit. I thought it was hot as fuck, and I immediately knew I wanted to write the story for it. So, here’s my attempt at that. And, so long as Reddit will let me, I’ll post the link to the original GIF in the comments section. Hope you all enjoy!**********

Las Vegas. The Hotel Cupid. 17th floor. Room 512. I lay in a bed that felt a little too comfortable. A little too luxurious. It felt like heaven.

I stirred, and my body felt strange, different somehow. Still groggy, not even sure why I was up at this hour, I swung my legs out from under the covers.

The neon lights of a nearby casino illuminated silky smooth skin, the sexiest, most feminine feet and toes…..

Alarmed, I peeled the covers back, allowing my gaze to slowly drift up my legs, past my men’s underwear, right up to my crotch. My significantly smaller crotch. Where the hell was my dick?!

I pulled the fabric aside. I had a god damn pussy! Completely absent of hair, my pussy lips looked plump but tight, inviting…. Read more »

[MF] Rebecca

Rebecca invited me to mass ,I went with her it was all foreign to me.

When Rebecca brought me to her room to feel her silky sheets I finally understood what she wanted.

She asked me to kiss her there and there

To touch her here and there

The songs her moans made filled the air as she laid there taking in my gift to her

I could see the beauty she was blessed with.she could see my power over her .

She held it and kept it warm body to body

Rebecca kept me hard as I kept her singing.

Traveling Trucker Whores: a short story ;-)

“Ugh, what the fuck,” Jaimi cursed, as she ran a small black comb through the dried jizz that matted her hair. She had just finished with one of her regulars – the one who was notorious for pulling out and cumming on her face (and inevitably in her hair) whether she wanted him to or not.

“Mother fucker,” she blurted, as the door to the otherwise empty bathroom flung open. In walked a stocky young woman in a tight yellow dress.

“Well, aren’t you a looker,” said the woman. Jaimi threw her comb into the sink and turned around.

“Excuse me?” She asked.

“You’re pretty,” answered the woman. “I like your hair. I wish mine flowed like yours.” It’s true, Jaimi did have long golden locks. Even matted, her hair looked much healthier than the woman’s poorly colored pixie cut. “My name is Wrigley. Do you need help?”

“Wrigley? What kind of name is that?” Jaimi quizzed.

“My parents wanted a dog,” the woman responded. “Do you want some help or not?” Without a word, Jaimi picked the comb up out of sink and handed it to Wrigley, who immediately started brushing. “So, what are you doing in a rest area bathroom with jizz in your hair?” Read more »

I did a threesome for Bottega Veneta bag [F18]

Shirley knelt in her middling branded dress with a powerful man’s cock poised in front of her face and Angeline’s firm hand on the back of her neck, pushing her face closer to the fifty year old Khet’s erection then opened her mouth and wrapped it around the penis and began sucking generously.

Seeing that Shirley had made the correct decision, Angelina pushed her head only a few more times as she noticed the forceful action delighted Khet. Then, she withdrew and kept a supervisory eye on the slurping teenager while she unzipped the back of her own dress, stepped out of it, then carefully laid it onto a chair. With her dress protected, Angelina unhooked her bra and slid her thong down her legs, then went to work pinching the zipper between Shirley’s shoulder blades and gliding the plastic nub down the cheap fabric it held tightly together.

Noticing her dress was being removed for her, Shirley reached behind herself and pulled the garment away so she could unhook her bra. While working on the effort, she felt Angelina, kneeling to join her on the floor and was attempting to maneuver her face to share the duties being performed on their host’s cock. Read more »

Off the Deep End pt. 2 [Mdom] [NC] [Kidnap]

*This is the second part of a multi part series. I would recommend reading the first part before reading this one. ([Off the deep end pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pcx0u1/off_the_deep_end_pt_01_mdom_nc_kidnap/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)) This series of course contains a lot of stuff that no one should ever do in real life, and I do not condone such actions. The fantasy is fun though. I will post the next part very soon. (Also, I plan to do audio versions of all my stories on patreon.com/tenderlyvicious)*

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I sat down beside her on the bed, stroking her hair out of her face, softly kissing her forehead.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “I’ll take care of you. Just go to sleep now.”

I left the bedroom, locking the door behind me. Then I went to get a glass of water and my ropes. When I got back to the bedroom, she was sound asleep, snoring softly, laying on her back with her mouth open. Once again, I felt a jolt of affection for her. She was so cute, laying there with her mouth open like that.

I sat down beside her on the bed, leaning down to pull her top off. She stirred a bit, looking up at me, confused. Read more »

From a dream:

I’m on top of him wearing nothing but a thin tank top, short skirt and panties. I can’t see his face. My heart pounds in my chest as I unzip his jeans. His cock springs free, slinking up towards his soft happy trail. Suddenly I get a naughty idea. I slowly start to rub myself up and down the length of him. The only thing separating us is the already damp and thin fabric of my panties. The friction is already starting a slow burning fire in my lower belly. Hard hands grip my hips, halting my movements. A hand disappears beneath my skirt.
“Kitten”
The only word that breaks the dark silence. I lift myself slightly from his hips. A thumb moves my damp panties to the side while his other hand positions himself.
“Slow”
Slowly I lower myself on to him. It feels like heaven and hell in a single second as I am filled completely by him. His hands as strong as vice grips on my hips, firs nudging me slowly up, only to slam me back to the hilt. My mind goes fuzzy and blank. The sensations of my core make every nerve in my body fire one after another. His hands are starting to urge my rhythm faster. My head falls back as my eyes close. I’m so lost that takes my brain a second to recognize I’m being rolled under him. He slams into me, making me gasp. Leaning in close to my ear,
“On your stomach”
He abruptly withdraws from me and I feel my body cry out at the hollow feeling he’s left. I comply, flipping on to my tummy. Immediately my hips are pulled back to meet his and he slams inside me once more. From behind, he grabs my throat a pulls me close,
“I want you so wet, I feel you dripping down my balls”
I whimper, his relentless pounding from behind only causing me to see stars. I haven’t even cum yet but my body is on fire. He growls into my ear once more:
“The only word I want you to say is “more”.”
Suddenly he lets go of my neck, and my head flops forward. I feel his hand beneath my skirt again. A skilled finger finding my clit as he continues his relentless assault from behind. Fireworks explode behind my eyes and I scream.
I hear a fading growl of “Good Girl” Read more »

After her shower…

She doesn’t even realize what she does to me. The bathroom door opens and steam billows out. Through the mist, she walks into the room. Her towel wrapped around her hair. Droplets still cling to her skin. She has the perfect hourglass shape. Full, firm breasts, sun-kissed with nice defined tan lines. A thin waist and wide hips. She strolls over to the dresser to retrieve her sleepwear from the bottom drawer. Bending at the waist, she presents her backside to me. Her round, firm cheeks also marked by the sun. From my vantage point I can see her plump mound peeking from the shadows.

“Mmmm” I say from where I’m drying on the bed, having showered just before her.

She turns to face me and winks. Tossing her clothes onto the bed, she unwraps her hair and begins doing the last few rubs to help dry. Her breasts gently sway with her movements. I pause to take her in. I love how her toned stomach transitions into the sexy pubic “V” pointing to her lippy sex. Two plump lips frame her inner labia that likes to poke out. My manhood swells at the sight of her. Read more »

[F/MMMMM] Freshman Hazing (College)

I’ve always been talented and athletic for my age. Because of this, I’ve been playing volleyball at a high level as long as I can remember. In middle school, I played for the local high school’s varsity team. In high school, I was the only ranked player on my team nationally.

One of the social side effects to being talented, is jealousy from my peers. Coaches always held me on a higher plane than the rest of my teams throughout high school, and because of this, I was never really embraced by the team as a friend off the court.

The girls on my team talked constantly behind my back, and because of this, I rarely got any attention from the guys at my school. I spent my time practicing and doing homework, so between that and the talking, I was never sexually active. I rarely even had time to pleasure myself.

I thought this would change when I chose to go to a small, division-one college. Nobody knew me, and the talent level was higher.

I was wrong. Read more »