Category: eroticliterature

Hi, I’m looking for someone who is interested in this and writing for Natasha Romanov for this story I had in mind. This is just a writing sample, but if you’re interested please PM me and we can work something out. I look forward to hearing from you.

Sample:

Natalia Romanova also known as Natasha to friends, but known mostly as the Black Widow watched the gentlemen’s club with intently, studying the patrons and the layout. In the past, the woman had been linked to the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. amongst other organizations. Additionally, she had been linked to a number of suitors as well, but none of them really kept her interest. Currently, the woman was working freelance and opened her own private investigation company. About a week ago, she received a call about a job. The call was from a frantic woman, who was calling about a missing a child. She informed Natasha that she and her exhusband was engaged in a bitter custody battle. In the middle of the night, the man kidnaped her daughter from her very house. The police were summoned and held the man overnight, but could not make him confess. They also could not find any evidence that identified him as the kidnaper. In fact, they found several witnesses that vouched for his whereabouts that night. Knowing that she had no one to turn to, the frantic mother turned to Natasha. The only information that the mother gave Natasha was that her exhusband, Bruce, frequented a club. This club was also where the witnesses that supported her husband frequented. Natasha decided to keep tabs on the club and on this night, the woman was able to positively identify Bruce as he walked into the club, thanks to her binoculars and the picture of the man that the exwife supplied her. The Black Widow then sprung into action. Read more »

House sitting so far had been a drag for Anya. Not that she expected a party but damn, her friends cat was needy as hell! Sitting down in front of her best friend’s computer ready to masturbate her busy day away she let out a long exhale. 

“What gets miss priss Jess engine going?” She wondered out loud clicking through folders and internet history finding little to nothing, yet enjoying the thrill of the snoop. Ready to give up and stop with the searching and absent minded clit rubbing she came across a folder labeled “Daddy time.” 

“You can’t be serious?” She trailed off sitting up and learning closer to the screen selecting an image. She saw her best friend of ten years tied to a bed with intricate rope patterns and a ball gag. Anya kept flipping through images seeing the new positions, the different ropes, and the multitude of toys. Before long her hand found its way between her thighs slowly rubbing in small circles staring at her friend. 

“Damn this bitch nassstaaaayyy!” She laughed aloud, proud of her friend and turned on at the same time. Clicking through a few more images she was ready for more and selected a video. Read more »

All she wants to do is please him, make him smile, make him feel happy, make him cum.

She want to make him feel good after a stressful workday, making him fall asleep with a satisfied smile on his face.

“How can I please you daddy?” She asks while rubbing her nose acrose his neck, giving him kisses alongside his stubbled cheek.

He laughs “Ow baby girl, you know what I like, I completely surrender myself to you.”

She starts kissing his neck and unbuttons his shirt slowly, loving the way it reveals the hair on his chest. When all the buttons are open she pulls his shirt out of his pants and slides it down over his arms, as it hits the ground she focuses her attention on his belt. She kneels on the floor and starts unbuckling it. His cock is already growing with lust. She bites her lower lip in excitement, taking his semi hard cock in her hands.

She starts caressing his balls and strokes him, while slightly squeezing his shaft. He begins to moan, her pussy response immediately, she can already feel her pantie getting wet. Her clit begins to throb. How she loves the noises he makes. Read more »

It had been weeks since I last inhaled the chemistry of his skin or traced my finger tips across his familiar frame. As I trailed kisses down the valley of his chest, the room’s air conditioner hummed, muffling his pleasured sigh as my lips reached his hips. I explored the maze of his hazel eyes while I taking him into my mouth. In that moment, nothing else in the world existed or mattered. I burned every love-stained part of him into my memory as I pleased him on my knees.

He caressed my breasts and gently lead me onto my back. As he traced his tongue between my thighs, I let out a soft moan and gripped the white sheets. The faster he passionately traced his tongue, the more my legs began to tremble until I couldn’t take it any longer. I confessed my lust for him. I needed to feel the warmth of his skin against mine. I’ve never craved anyone the way I craved him. Read more »

Cubicle life, Emails, Spreadsheets, zoom meetings until… in you walk in your conservative blouse, tidy lunch box, and snappy shoes. I volunteer to be your new employee orientation person – how the copier works, the fax machine, how sign up for insurance.

You’re nowhere on social media; such a mystery. Your dress is striking in that it’s obvious you have a killer body, yet you are trying to hide it. Even though I’m constantly staring, you don’t make a lot of eye contact. Even your accent is without discernible features.

Sitting in our neighboring cubicle, my mind races – are you a sweet and naive, or a sex crazed nympho? I have to use my keyboard tray to hide my bulge.

I’m the office comic relief, not a bit shy. Good looking in a nerdy sort of way, but I always find myself in the friend zone. This time, I’m letting myself out there and making the first move. Secretly I hope you are sweet and naive, but something tells me you’re hiding something behind that high-neck blouse. Read more »

*Gabe*

We laid in the car long enough for Kel to nod off asleep as we watched our third movie while we waited for Summer to get off work.

Kel had cuddled into me and was lightly drooling on my chest when Summer knocked on the door to Kel’s car instantly startling both of us as the windows were in *dark mode* so no one could see in……and it was night so we couldn’t see out.

Kel instantly jumped awake and let out a little shrill as she was jostled awake.

I nearly mimicked Kel though I couldn’t get my exclamation as high pitched as she did.

Still we were semi cowering for half a second as the knock came again but we couldn’t hear anything beyond the knock.

Then the phone rang in the car. The pad displayed Summer’s name.

Kel hit the answer button on the pad and Summer’s voice was recognized in surround sound, “It’s me guys. Let me in it’s fucking freezing out here.”

Kel tapped around to open the door as she spoke, “Make sure you take off your shoes.” And hung up. Read more »