Category: eroticliterature

Delayed Flight [Female POV, romantic, older man]

“We only have one room left,” the attendant said, glancing back and forth between Steve and I, nervously. “Is that going to be ok?”

I rolled my eyes as obviously as I could. “I’ll try to restrain myself.” I heard Steve chuckle behind me. “Is there 2 beds, or can we get a cot…?”

The attendant agreed to send up a cot. I signed the necessary documents, grabbed the keys and we headed upstairs. “I’m glad you came.” Steve sighed as we got in the elevator. He said that every time. If ever there was a person that needed an assistant, it was Steve. He couldn’t book a hotel or flight to save his life, and God forbid a storm delay his flight – I could imagine him sitting in the airport forlornly trying to decide what to do.

Steve was a sweet man who was a friend of my older brother’s. I had known him for years, and though I was 15 years his junior, he had always been kind and friendly to me. He had married and had children young, so now he was barely in his 50s with 2 grown children and the freedom to pursue his dream of lecturing across the country. His wife had been his assistant for years, but she had died a few years ago after a long illness. When Steve wanted to get back on the road, he asked if I’d be interested in helping him. Read more »

🙈 first time posting.. would anyone be interested in part two?

“Will this be all for you, today?” The woman behind the counter smiles as she gathers the soft fabrics placed before her. I nod, quickly, and flash a smile of my own. Behind me I feel your hand tracing light circles at the small of my back, and I try not to shift my hips too much. Reading my thoughts, your hand moves slightly to steady me, balancing me with your palm and sending heat into my skin. I shiver and hope it goes unnoticed.

Pink, white and gold bits of silk and lace flutter among sheets of tissue paper, wrapped and placed carefully into bags. A jet-black garter and waistband set is selected, and the woman lingers with the velvet arranged delicately across her fingers. She looks up, and for a moment I fear we’ve been caught.

“If I may,” she inclines, “there’s an absolutely gorgeous pair of stockings that match this particular set.” Her gaze moves to a corner of the shop and we both turn our heads to follow. “Sheer, black mesh past the knee, and a band of impossibly soft velvet caressing up the inner thigh.” She motions to a small display under a spotlight. Read more »

Lust, affection, desire, and need

A loud knock sounds on the door. I open the door with nothing but an apron on.

A beautiful woman from my past wearing nothing but a see through Komono and 5 inch heals stands in my doorway.

I notice her earrings hanging just above her sholuder and she smells of lavender, Marijuana, and honey.

Eventually, I gather the nerve to look her in the eyes and suddenly I feel a fire.

A tingle run up and down my spin. I am at a loss for words.

I think here she is. The one I crave, daily. The one I need. The one that soothes me with a word, a look, or a touch.

I decide to let my eyes and hands guide us. I think to myself “There are no words needed.”

Only raw desire.

Raw connection.

I can’t help notice her full figure. My eyes fall to her hard nipples.

She looks at me and bites her lip.

She reaches for me and pulls me into her and whispers “what do you need most right now?” Read more »

The Girl on the Video, Part II (M/F)

I think that I am going to be posting several parts over the next few days for a variety of reasons. So the next installment may come up relatively quickly.

Enjoy!

The Girl on the Video

Part II

It took me over an hour to get home. It gave me time to process everything that had just happened.

Sex between a direct report and a manager is out of line. If I didn’t put a stop to Megan, I would be out of line. Plus Megan was a friend of my sister, who got me the job. My sister would kill me. In fact, if she found out, she would probably kill us both.

But on the other hand, if she wasn’t my boss, I would be all over this.

It made my head spin.

I finally made it home and got to work. The rest of the morning (what little was left of it) was spent digging through emails, and the first part of the afternoon I was tied up in meetings – meetings that didn’t include Megan, my boss, thankfully. Read more »

Seduced Into Cheating by the Egocentric Alpha [Third Person, Infidelity, Breeding, Size Difference]

As he walked by the bathroom, Brandon could hear the pattering of water from behind the door. He stopped, placed his ear to the entrance, and listened intently. *Is she really taking a shower right now?* he thought to himself.

For a few moments, he waited, hoping to hear something sensitive, but it didn’t take long for his patience to wane. He figured Aria was going to be done showering soon, and if he wanted anything to come of this opportunity, he had to make it happen. Brandon took a deep breath, then knocked on the bathroom door.

“Can I come in?”

The water shut off instantly.

“What?!” Aria yelled out.

“I said, can I come in?” Brandon repeated.

“No, you can’t come in. I have a boyfriend!”

“So what? He’s not here.”

“It doesn’t matter if he’s not here. It’s wrong!”

“He’s not going to know. It will stay between us,” Brandon pled his case from behind the bathroom door.

“Still, it would be wrong,” Aria replied, unable to get past her conscience.

“Can you at least open the door, so we aren’t arguing from behind a wall?” Brandon asked. Read more »

Mother-Cucker! (Part 2) [femdom] [mild incest] [mature] [near cuckold]

*********Ready or not, here it is! I received a ton of feedback both positive and negative about the first chapter of this story. For those who loved it, this next part is for you. For those who did not, I took some of your suggestions to try and mold this more to your liking. Not sure if I’ll make a third chapter unless I get a lot of requests. Without further ado, hope you enjoy this not quite cuckold, not quite incestuous fantasy of mine…… **************

PART TWO: THE CABIN

The rest of the drive was awkward to say the least. Well, it was awkward for me. My mom and Donny barely noticed my presence after their lovemaking.

For a long time after they’d finished, my mom just sat on top of him, holding his face to hers, kissing him softly over and over and over.

The wetness of their mouths moving over one another was not lost on me. I burned inside, angry, hurt, and confused.

After a bit, my mom climbed off of my friend. She pulled her top off completely, used it like a rag to wipe her pussy with, catching Donny’s spent semen as it ran out of her. I watched, mesmerized as the cloth moved against her pussy lips, growing wetter and wetter. Read more »

Strangers in the night

My first attempt at writing anything, if anyone thinks its any good I can finish the story or if not any constructive criticism would be welcomed. thanks peeps

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As James was walking home one night after a long shift at the mill he was feeling quite tired and devoid of energy. Luckily for him there was a liquor store still open on his route home, so he went in and got a bottle of whiskey and some ice. James wasn’t a tall man but he was strong, years of working in the local wood mill had its advantages. Even though the work is tough it gives a man naturally strong arms and core. something which James had used on several occasions to seduce women.

Looking forward to getting home to open his bottle of whiskey James decided to take a shortcut home through a local housing development that had just been built. As he was walking along lost in his own thought James saw something from the corner of his eye, he stopped and turned on the spot to have a proper look. In a second story window he saw the silhouette of a woman, a naked woman. he couldn’t see much but he could tell she was naked and she had a beautiful curvy figure. Read more »

Yummy Mummy – Part 2 – Dirty Laundry – (Fm) (Gentle FemDom) (Handjob) (Panty sniffing) (Sweet punishment)

Here is a link to Part 1:-

Yummy Mummy – Part 1 – [FemDom] [Fm] from eroticliterature

Fuck! She is hot.

Yes, I think my best friend’s Mum, Sarah, is *so* fucking hot. From the moment I saw her curves stretching over that yoga mat, my erection hadn’t backed down. If Mrs. Miller……. I mean Sarah, is going to spend the summer holidays walking around the house in her gym gear then I need to pull myself together.

Sarah has disappeared into her room, I assume to get changed out of her gym gear into something equally as sexy, so whilst the coast is clear I hurriedly bundle up my laundry that needs washing and carry it down the stairs. I find the small utility room, just off the kitchen, and set my clothes down in front of the machine. Next, I set about searching in the cupboards for some detergent and that’s when I spot it, just lying there, on the floor.

Her thong.

Small. Soft. Simple. Black lace cotton. Read more »

[fm] homewrecker

Adam was staring at Danielle’s tits, in a sort of absent-minded way. It wasn’t like he was the only one. She had the kind that guys dream about, round and full and jiggling all over the place as she moved behind the bar. She understood very well the relationship between her neckline and her tip jar.

And she liked the attention. Not all the time, of course. There were always guys who took it too far, but a handsome young professional like Adam? She didn’t mind him looking at all.

“You ready for another?” she said. His beer was down to the mostly-backwash stage. He looked up, a little sheepishly, and she popped her shoulders back, as if to say “Hey, my tits are down here.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” he said slowly. He wasn’t, really. He was in no shape to drive, first of all, and it was getting late. He’d already gotten the first text from his wife, just making sure everything was ok. He texted her back, saying he went out with the guys because one of them was leaving. Which was true, technically. He did go out with the guys. They had all gone home. Read more »

Railed by Her Egotistical Ex-Dominant After Taking a Shower [Third Person, Infidelity, Breeding, Size Difference]

As he walked by the bathroom, Brandon could hear pattering water coming from behind the door. He stopped, placed his ear to the door, and listened intently. *Is she really taking a shower right now?* he thought to himself.

For a few moments, he waited, hoping to hear something sensitive come from beyond the bathroom door, but such a thing never came.

It didn’t take long for Brandon’s patience to wane. He didn’t have much time. Aria was going to be done showering soon, and if he wanted anything to come of this opportunity, he had to make it happen. Brandon took a deep breath, then knocked on the bathroom door.

“Can I come in?”

The water shut off instantly.

“What?!” Aria yelled out.

“I said, can I come in?” Brandon repeated.

“No, you can’t come in. I have a boyfriend!”

“So what? He’s not here.”

“It doesn’t matter if he’s not here. It’s wrong!”

“He’s not going to know. It will stay between us,” Brandon pled his case from behind the bathroom door.

“Still, it would be wrong,” Aria replied, unable to get past her conscience. Read more »