Category: eroticliterature

Elisa’s Journey – Part 1: Awakening [M/F 18-21] [F/F 18-19] [Cheating]

Hi, I’m Elisa. I’m a 36 year old English woman and up until recently, I had everything I could ever want in life. A home, a husband, a great sex-life, and most importantly, happiness. I’ve lost almost all of that now, and I don’t have anyone to blame but myself.

This story isn’t about my current situation, though; I’ll get to that, eventually. No, this story is about the beginning, about how all this began, about how I started to become a ‘sex addict’, a ‘whore’, a ‘nymphomaniac’. I hate all of those descriptions, but that’s how people have often described me throughout my life. I’m not especially proud of everything I’ve done, even if I did thoroughly enjoy it, at the time. To be quite honest, I have a lot of mixed emotions about it all. Yes, I loved having fun. Yes, I’d probably do a lot of it again, given the chance. Yes, I’ve done bad things. Yes, I regret a lot of those bad things. And, yes, I hate myself for some of the things I’ve done. Anyway, I’ll stop going on about how I feel and just start. Read more »

Center of Attention [MFM-MFF-Group | 30s-40s | Exhibition]

Your eyes are closed. You feel him against your back, the blindfold being placed over your eyes. The silky smoothness against your face. A double wrap – maybe it’s not supposed to come off this time! He ties it, then steps away. You’re sure he’s looking at you, you can feel his gaze.

He touches your hand, “Now, follow me.”

You place your hand in his hand and walk behind. Although blindfolded, you feel where you are going. Into the hallway, then the kitchen. Then he guides you into the living room, nudging you gently so you don’t bump the door frame or run into the couch.

He stops you in the middle of the room.

“Are you ready?” he asks. You can feel the excitement. What’s the surprise?

“Yes?” you answer tentatively.

You feel his hands tug at your shirt, pulling it out of your waistband. It comes easily. Then the top button… The warm air from the fire hits your chest as the shirt starts to fall open. That’s when you hear crackling in the fire place behind you. That means you are facing the kitchen… Read more »

Feminist Corruption Water 2 [M-20s/F-38] [MILF] [Mind Control/Hypnosis Drugging] [Corruption] [Humiliation] [Sexual Enslavement]

Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic mind control fiction with elements of coerced sexual activity; all characters are 18+

[Part One Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/zgh3gk/feminist_corruption_water_m20sf38_milf_mind/)

**FEMINIST CORRUPTION WATER, PART 2:**

I don’t want to accept Rizzo’s degrading job offer or the skimpy blouse, but Jennifer’s face keeps floating in my mind’s eye, and I don’t want to ruin our lives further (or be forced to spend her college fund) even more.

*It’s just temporary,* I reassure myself. *It’s not forever—and my noble sacrifice will allow my darling girl to get her education.*

I don’t even allow myself to worry that she’ll have to face the kind of discrimination and sexual harassment that I am now, because I’m certain that by the time she’s achieved her degree that all these backwards laws will have reverted. There will be normalcy and sanity once more. I know things can’t stay this way. They just can’t.

“I accept,” I force out with a little sigh, and then more cheerfully, a smile plastering on my face as he hands me the blouse, “Thank you, sir.”

“Put it on now to officially accept.”

For a moment I think I’ve misheard him. “What?” Read more »

The Garden [MF20s?] [Fantasy/Supernatural]

I awoke in darkness.

There was sound, though- a rushing, a roaring, a humming. It seemed to change as I listened to it, evading all attempts to nail down what I was hearing. A soft steady rain. Voices in a crowded room. Wind in trees. Traffic on a busy road a block away.

For a moment even my sense of my own body felt fuzzy and uncertain, but as I put my attention on it it came back into focus. Arms, legs, hands, feet. I flexed my fingers and toes; everything seemed to be working as it should.

I spoke aloud, mostly to see if I could:

“There should be light.”

And there was.

A soft white glow came from everywhere and nowhere. There wasn’t much to see, though. My own body, but aside from that just a blank void, without even enough depth to tell how far it stretched. If that even meant anything in this place. It was disconcerting to realize I wasn’t even sure if I was standing on something or just floating in space.

Had I made the light happen? Or was it a coincidence? Or was someone or something watching me and responding to what I asked for? Read more »

Submit Part 3 [M30/F20][Kidnapped][CNC][BDSM]

Day 5:

You started this day in bed. Your hands handcuffed around the metal bed rail above you. Your legs were also tied apart, each ankle assigned its own rail. You had nothing to cover you, not for the past couple of nights. You haven’t been able to sleep properly either- only getting to close your eyes for a few naps before waking up to your hand cuffs rattling against the bed. Why has this happened, I hear you ask? Well, for that, we have to take ourselves back to day 2.

The first time you were touched by him. The way his hands moved around your body, like they not only owned you- but knew you. Knew exactly which parts were sensitive, which parts to pull or push down. That was all you could think about that night, and the feeling of wanting more. He left you there after only having cum once- what were you supposed to do? It was his mistake for leaving your hands free that night. You took the chance to touch, to give yourself that pleasure that he denied you. You must have been there for a few minutes before the door slammed open. Read more »

Brea’s deepest fall. Pt. 2 (F22/M26) (Noncon/rape play) (anti feminist) (male superiority) (bondage/Shibari)

Hanging there, in the dark.
Dangling helplessly, and filled in each hole..

Brea tried to hold herself together as much as she could but her brain was starting to lose control. What was Austin doing? Could this be considered rape? Surely there was no way his actions were ethical, right? This was clearly a kidnapping.

At the same time though, it didn’t feel that way. It’d be one thing if he was a grimy stranger, but this was Austin. A respectable man in all regards, who’s love for her was genuine. Still, this could not be okay…

Her body was growing uncomfortable, and the bells clamped to her nipples were starting to sting with every movement.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she heard a door open to an immediate presence of intense energy. Footsteps loomed closer.

“You miss me sweetheart?”

Brea didn’t bother attempting to speak through her ball gag. She just stayed still. Unsure of what to anticipate.

“I know. This is a lot.”

Austin trailed his fingers up her hogtied body as he made his way around from her bottom half, to her top. She squeaked from the sudden change in stimuli and moaned awkwardly. Read more »

Too Good To Be True 21+ [M38/F28] [Busty] [Straight Sex] [Huge Boobs] [Supernatural] [Oral Sex]

*This story is the second part of* [*Wrong Questions*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/yy2dae/wrong_questions_21_m28f26_straight_sex_busty_huge/)*, you do not need to read the first part, but it does help to understand the ending.*

James couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was gorgeous. He wasn’t the only one staring at the tall brunette in line to get coffee.

James had come to this coffee shop every day since he moved into the apartment building down the street. Not once had he seen this great figure of a woman inside her.

The coffee shop was a hole in the wall, down the road from his apartment, but it was good, much better than the high-priced crap they served across the street with that big sign of whatever woman in green and white.

She got her order and sat down at one of the tables.

James sat at another table across from her. He laughed as many men approached her, spitting the same stupid pickup lines he had heard while he worked as a bouncer in his teenage years.

That was many years ago. Now James was thirty-eight, showing every sign of his age and much more. Most people thought he was in his late forties. Read more »

I’ll See You In My Office [PROFESSOR/STUDENT] [40/18] [DDLG] [BDSM]

In one fluid movement, Professor Caputo was there in front of me and urging me up with his hands clenching my forearms. Muscular, strong, and compelling, I was powerless to do anything but go to him.

There he looked at me, those once clear eyes clouding over. Even standing I felt so small in these tiny heels, so young, and then Professor Caputo was cupping a broad hand beneath my hair, pressed to my neck, and pulling me up to him.

His mouth was electric. Lips soft and so, so hot it was like coming inside after a day in the snow. He thawed me, warmed me, and immediately I was addicted. Opening my mouth against him as his tongue licked the seam of my lips.

He groaned against me and the sound was an immediate pulse from my heart all the way down. I could feel him against my leg. Large. Hard. Throbbing. Growing with every second of kissing as our mouths found each other over and over again. Stubble brushing against the corners of my mouth, his fingers clenching into my hair in a rhythm like the want from deep inside me. Read more »

At your Master’s feet (M20/F22) [Orgasm control]

I slump down onto the couch, exhausted from the long day I’ve had. I tilt my head down and smile as I look at you, kneeling down with a nervous impatience.

Despite the purely sexual nature of our first meeting, or perhaps because of it, because we were honest with each other, I can’t help but look at you with tenderness and affection. You maybe my submissive, but that doesn’t stop you from being my muse, my why, my everything.

“You know what to do star” I whisper, and with that you start with zealous devotion, ripping off my shoes and socks, bending over and massaging my feet as though your life depended on it. You bend over, your hair falling onto my feet, the ends of your hair strands tickling and softly caressing me. I reach over and my place my hands on your head and pat you, both of us enjoying each others company in silence. Nothing is said said, nothing to be said. Read more »

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