Category: eroticliterature

Thinking of you

Hey you(:

As you may already know, I’m pretty much the definition of the sweet little innocent girl next door, but don’t let that facade fool you. I can be awfully naughty at times.. especially when I have you on my mind.(;

I was in the middle of my photoshoot when all I could do is think about you, and all the things you would do to me if you were here. It took everything in me not to stop right there and pleasure myself to the thought of you on the spot.

As I got ready for bed, the same thoughts I had previously resurfaced. It’s like I can’t get enough of you. I started to undress by unfastening my pants, and pulling them down to my hips, watching them effortlessly slide down my legs. Leaving me standing there wearing just my pink panties and a t-shirt.

I laid down propping my head up on a pillow, catching myself running my fingers down past my décolleté, and over my breasts. As I become more aroused, my nipples begin to harden so you can feel them through my shirt. As you cup your hands around my breasts, squeezing them, you notice just how firm and perky they really are. Read more »

Not Your Average Barista – Part 1 [MF] (Public) (Free Use) (Bisexual Themes)

Benny was never a fan of 9-5 office jobs despite having the qualifications to get a well paying job. After leaving his part time job, and moving back home after university, work dried up. Browsing and applying for multiple jobs every day, the type that gets hundreds of applicants and they never hear back from them. During one of his morning alone times, Benny found himself browsing Craigslist to which an interesting job advert cropped up; Not Your Average Barista.

Opening it up, Benny was intrigued about the job description and how it would differ from your typical barista role. Having worked in a coffee shop during his first year at university, Benny was no stranger to the art of coffee making. The job description quickly gave off the impression of what the job entailed:

Barista required for weekday mornings (7am-1pm). No training required as all will be provided.
Tasks include:
Being a warm and friendly face for customers in the morning
Making coffees and other drinks
Dealing with specific and specialist customer requests, sometimes not relating to typical products or services. Read more »

Writing while Horny

I don’t know what it is.
When I’m writing a sexy, hot erotic story,
I get so fucking horny!

I imagine guys like you maybe, reading my words and getting hard.

Your big dick bulging from your pants.

So , fucking hot!

My vibrator is on high and deep.
If there was sound, you’re hear the wet slapping sound my pussy is making!
I’m cumin!
I’m thinking of you jerking off fast and hard you’re pounding your cock!
Oh! Oh!
Bb kHz…..::::

A Half-Intended Encounter [roommates] [breeding] [female domination]

My roommate had a friend over for dinner, presumably a first date. I knew that she had known him for quite some time, but thats about all I knew, so I threw her a bone and cleared out that night to give them privacy. 

It had been less then a week since we encountered each other in her bedroom. We hadn’t managed to address the subject yet for multiple reasons, not the least of which being that we worked different schedules and simply saw too little of one another. I had mixed feelings on the subject, having never once considered her as a sexual interest, despite the allure of her personality and physicality. It was like we were business partners more than potential mates; we balanced our mutual payments and shared our space professionally, and it worked as well as an agreement between people to share space and property could. We were friends.

But I had still left my seed inside her. That meant something, leaving a part of my physical self inside a woman. It was inexplicable, yet the tinge of jealousy that swept through my chest when she offhandedly told me that she had a date… it was undeniable. This wasn’t nothing, and I concluded that I would address this issue with her at the first appropriate opportunity. Read more »

[M4A] brothers wife

Hello everyone! I’ve just finished up a few exams and wanted to have some fun downtime, and I was imagining a scene where everyone in our family has already made their way to Florida, a family trip to Disney. I stayed back cuz of an exam and she had to work, so me and her go together, about a 3 hour drive, I want the scene to involve some nice road head.

She’s Palestinian, hijabi, light skin, perky tits, jiggly ass.

My kinks are: cheating, risky, bj’s, hair pulling, choking, spanking, ass, making out.

Limits are: non consensual, underage, scat, gore, femdom

I know [M/f] [BDSM]

*this is in response to a dual challenge. It is my first posted work anywhere, and is dedicated to the person who knows why. Comments and criticism welcome*

I Know

Vanessa Hill was a woman of habits. She knew when she was supposed to be awake. What time she could leave if she rode her bike to the train station. What colors looked best on her in all seasons. There was little room for variance or error. It’s not that she was picky, she thought as she pinned her hair up in the tight bun that kept her looking professional and proper.
Things just had an optimized way to be done and Vanessa worked tirelessly to find them. Every day scheduled, every moment planned. Her friends would joke that she could take her routes to work blindfolded because she had counted how many steps from her stop to the building her office was in. Vanessa Hill liked order. Read more »

Blackmail 22 – Boss Date Pt 6 (F, blackmail, fiction)

Do you have any idea how hard it is to eat while you have something turning you on?

While in a restaurant?

And people can hear your vibrator clearly?

As your approaching an orgasm?

With cameras pointing at you?

Yeah that’s my situation at the moment.

Serenity had taken away the last plate of food as she gave me a variety of looks ranging from confusion to straight disgust that I was showing off my body and let everyone know that I had a vibrator inside me going into the loudest setting possible that she and everyone in ear shot could hear clearly.

And my moans didn’t fucking help.

But did I care?

Not one fucking bit as I was enjoying my ride on the orgasm train. My breasts out on full display. My legs wide open as my hands tried to feed my face and tried to masturbate making my orgasms last longer.

When the second plate came out Miles commanded me to keep my hands on the table.

FUCK!!!!

I WANT DICK!!!

I NEED FUCKING RELEASE!!!!

GOD DAMN HIM!!!! Read more »

Step Sister Corruption Part 116 – Day 75 S Bomb (fiction, M/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Summer*

I spoke, “I think you need to take some of those supplements and snort them so they get into your bloodstream faster.”

Gabe spoke, “Excuse me.”

I looked at the moaning girl before I looked at Gabe, “I said ‘I think you need to take some of those supplements and snort them so they get into your bloodstream faster.'”

Gabe smiled but shook his head, “Uh uh. There’s no way I’m doing no such thing.”

I sighed, “I don’t think there’s anything I could do to satisfy the girl’s obvious state due to your sister’s fuck up.”

Gabe lightly laughed.

Just then Sabrina somehow crooked her head back looking at us and lightly moaned, “Do I smell cock?”

And twisted her whole body on the sofa to peer at the delicious meat that she somehow smelled.

I saw in the corner of my eyesight Gabe reflectively flinch.

He quickly spoke, “Sorry Summer but you need to deal with the nympho on the sofa.”

He picked up Morgan throwing her over his shoulder, “I’ll take your pet.  Calm her down.”

And ran upstairs.

I yelled at him as his door closed, “CHICKEN!!!!” Read more »

High Altitude Encounter

Long flights were tiring for everyone. If you have some experience with them, you might know to bring your own pillow and plenty of ways to entertain yourself. Charles was familiar with these kinds of flights. He’d traveled around the world since he graduated university. Some times for work, at other times for pleasure. Ten solid years of not being anywhere longer than three months had developed a sense of wanderlust. Even at home Charles felt the drive to find the next place he was going. His mother hadn’t owned a car at all during his entire childhood. It wasn’t until Charles was 28 that his mother even owned a car, and he had to go with her.

Charles had an apartment. Lightly furnished but nothing cheap. There were hardly any clothes in the closet. A film of dust on the coffee table could usually indicate how long Charles had been away. Anything that was important enough went with him anywhere life took Charles. His Macbook Air & AppleWatch, his iPhone, a few Moleskine notebooks, an EOS model Cannon camera, and a few changes of clothes all in a bag small enough to be a carry on. It was a setup Charles had gone through a few trips with and finally felt satisfied with. He could be ready for a flight in less than ten minutes. Read more »

[F with 305 M’s and perhaps 80 F’s] – Beth wants you to touch yourself –

[Welcome to the Meditation Centers of Roscoe Forthright](https://www.roscoeforthright.com/copy-of-welcome-from-bea)

The whole point of writing filthy stories is to get-off 385 joyful, expectant online readers, on any given day, worldwide. If you are a boy, I want you to slap that little fellow around! If you are a girl I want your fingers inside your wet, tingling pussy. Nothing could be more simple…. Except, many of you believe *you have heard it all before*, and nothing short of two trans-midgets, a St. Bernard drooling and a pygmy goat will sound new and original. That is where you are mistaken.

Consider humans in hot places before they discovered ice cubes, or medicine men before they learned to use ayahuasca. Nobody knows everything, no one has experienced all the available joys. I will tell you this: every single one of your orgasms can open your mind as wide as ayahuasca, without all the puking and shitting and nausea. Why put yourself through torture to attain new and desirable experiences? The same is true the complicated bondage and Dom forms of sexuality. Much can be accomplished with far less effort. The key is your own beautiful orgasmic imagination, combined with the innate biochemistry of your own mind and body. Read more »