Category: eroticliterature

Sisters in the Time of COVID19

This is a story set during the Corona Virus outbreak in 2020 (for future readers). Everyone was self-quarantined — even if healthy – and all social functions were shut down until further notice (which had not been lifted at the time this story was written).

Fuck! My senior prom was canceled as was my sister’s Spring Fling Ball at college. The Corona Virus quarantine had kept me home from my last semester of high school and my sister had to move back into our room from her college upstate. My parents were both working from home as their respective companies had closed the offices until the all clear was sounded — which was for some undetermined date in the who-knows-when-future.
So Kristy crowded back into my room, or I guess, “our” room, after unloading all her stuff out of my Dad’s car in the driveway last week. Mom thought it was fun to see her girls back together again after only a few months of my older sister’s freshman year at Roane State. I hate to say it but I didn’t like it at all. Oh, I like — love — my sister but I had gotten very used to having the room all to myself. So I had to clear all my stuff back into the shared quarters of closets and bureaus and night tables to make room for Kristy. Read more »

Half Sister — Older brother tricks sister into incest.

My name is Ryan. I grew up in a pretty normal house. My parents divorced when I was eleven and my mom moved my sister and me across the state to start over. My sister and I had a completely normal childhood and grew up to be normal adults.

When I was around 22, I discovered an incest themed chat room and began discussing it with others. It was mostly mother and son or father and daughter but what really got me going was all the brother and sister stories. This experience led me to find more incest chat rooms and to create a fake profile posing as a 19 year old girl who was interested in incest.

A few years later, when I was 27, my sister called me out of the blue and dropped a bombshell. She had gotten the real story as to why our parents had split up; our father had an affair which resulted in him fathering another child. I was in complete shock. I thought she was pulling my leg but she wasn’t, she was telling me the truth. Read more »

My English Teacher Took My Virginity Pt.2 25f

Part 1 here : https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/mz7rcu/my_english_teacher_took_my_virginity_25f/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

I eagerly climbed onto the bed. I was unsure of what position to take, so I just sat up against the headboard. At this point, my pussy is throbbing like crazy, from both arousal and nervousness. Trying to swallow my fear, I noticed how tender my throat had become. I thought to myself ‘If my throat is this sore, imagine how my pussy is gonna feel after he fucks me.’ Mentally, I didn’t think I was ready. But I couldn’t ignore the fact that my body was aching to be taken and used.

My racing thoughts were interrupted by his deep raspy voice.
“I bet your pussy is as pretty as you.” He said while undressing himself. I smiled as I watched him remove his light blue button down, white t-shirt, black slacks, watch and wedding ring. A piece of me felt dirty for getting down with a married man, but my horniness quickly buried those feelings.

He stood at the foot of the bed, cock still pulsing, wearing nothing but socks.
“You let anyone lick that little pussy yet?”
I shook my head sheepishly.
“Good, it belongs to me.” He growled, while crawling onto the bed. Read more »

From Straight to Curious (Full Story) [M]

(I posted this story and others a while ago on another account but deleted it all (mental health is a bitch), Anyway I’m back and I’m reuploading it all. Enjoy!)

Hi. From the age of 19, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have sex with another man. I considered myself straight, having several girlfriends and always believed that this was me until I eventually met “the one”. When I moved to university, it was a chance for me to explore myself, seek goals and opportunities I didn’t have back home. I could be a new me.

My university was around 60 miles away from home. Far enough to seek new opportunities, but close enough to return at anytime. In my second year, I developed a relationship with a girlfriend which was fun, but not fulfilling. This eventually broke up badly leaving me in quite a bad place mentally. But I was free…free to explore.

I decided since I was single to explore the sexual side of myself that always scratched the back of my head. I wasn’t physically attracted to Men, but I always enjoyed the thought of being submissive to one. Why, I don’t know. Perhaps I just wanted to be dominated, the thought of being owned. I wasn’t sure at the time, but I knew that this might have been the only opportunity and period to explore in my life. Read more »

Messy at the Movies (MF)

From the car to the theater, we could not keep our hands to each other. This wasn’t hard for me as she was a goddess on this Earth. Eyes so beautiful I can’t help but stare into them any chance I get. From head to toe, my girl is perfection in more ways than one. Before reaching the movie theater we walk around the plaza, enjoying each other’s company. Always holding her hand, I give it little kisses from time to time. As romantic as I try to be, I still have a naughty side to me. I have many turn-ons and her being the kindest girl in the world, spoils me immensely. I have a foot fetish and when the weather permits, she wears sandals when we’re out in public. Her little feet and toes make me salivate. As much as it hurts, I sometimes watch her walk away so I can perv on her ass and legs. This doesn’t last much as I’m needy for my girl and always crave her touch. It’s almost showtime so we head towards the theater. This doesn’t matter as we’re not here to watch a movie. We’re here to satisfy her desire to fuck in public. Read more »

Final Chapter of Book Relationship – The Disgusting Love – Critics Welcomed.

Stone on stone, a loud click right after. The noise was as familiar as fire at that point.

As snow fell through the steel grates high above them, Redory widened the eye at the sight before him. “The fuck are you doing, wench?”

The Dove laid on the stone bed, flakes falling all over the feathers of her robe. Her eyes were closed. “Meditating for the Goddess. What else is a priestess expected to do, pray tell?”

“Meditate on your feet, then.” Redory could see his breath. “You are no priestess, nor do you deserve to lay down.”

The green of her eyes opened, either the most dazzling of emeralds or brightest of jades. “The World is not fair.” Her head turned. “Is this venison I smell?”

*Venison, greasy pork, and fatty goryd.* “Pig shit and other excrements; more than you deserve.” The man seated himself on the floor beside a marble wall, heavy bags on his side. He strapped his silvery gloves to his belt. Read more »

City Boy [M/M, threesome, anthro/furry, stallion, feline, canine, dog, anal, watersports, erotica]

College was out, summer was in session and I still didn’t have a job between my freshman and sophomore year at U of A. I had no clue how I would spend my summer or how I was going to pay for next year’s tuition. Spring in Arizona… Is REALLY hot. I mean, it may as well be summer you know. With temps in the eighties and scarce rain, it’s miserable if you have long fur. The desert is rugged, so it is probably best to get some work inside with AC. But, lucky me… There weren’t any more summer jobs! What was I going to do? I mean, my grants paid six months of my apartment rent, so I had a place to stay… But what would I do? Stay couped up inside all the time while my friends were out *actually* being productive?

Instead of moping around the place, I took a cab down to the Square (which is a gay bar) for a beer and to just chill and kill some time. Although I do find women attractive, I find men to be more. I don’t understand why I can’t seem to make up my mind which way I want to swing, but I figure… What the hell. I’m only twenty-three, I’m still young, and there’s still plenty of time to figure it all out. Read more »

The Stepmom Pt 2 [MF]

This post is a continuation of [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mycu4w/i_19m_face_fucked_my_stepmom/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

Another month had passed since I found Gwen tied to her bed waiting for my father to return. After I ripped the mask from her eyes, seconds before cumming in her mouth, she kicked me from the room. She took a shower and we hadn’t talked my father returned the next morning. She apparently hadn’t said anything to him because I was still alive and living in their house.

I don’t know if it was just my imagination but it seemed Gwen, was teasing me. I could have sworn she was wearing tighter more revealing clothes, she made more exaggerated bends, even brushed against me when she could find a good excuse, and making dirty jokes and innuendos. My father seemed oblivious which only led to my thinking it was all in my head.

“I have to head down to New York for a conference, shouldn’t be more than a few weeks. Once the conference is over maybe you and Ryan can come down and catch a play with me?” I heard my father say from the other room. Read more »

Turn My 69

I kiss you on the train and I feel that heat. You search me with your hands quietly breathing me in. It’s 10pm and we are on the last ride.

We got to your place and immediately grab each other in frenzied lust. You kiss my neck and I make my way down your bare chest. I hear you whisper my name.

I unbutton your pants, your zipper to open. Your pulsating dick is begging me to set you free. I do and began to tease you as I lick your tip and then take you in all the way.

I smile in satisfaction as you begin to moan, “You are so beautiful, Betty. I want to pleasure you too.”

My hands fondle your dick as I stand up and you kiss my passionately. You rip off my clothes and we messily make our way to the bed. I push you on the bed and watch you as you wait in expectation. Read more »

Working things out [MF] [Light FemDom] [Long]

We’re sitting on a park bench, watching the stars come out. Just as I think to myself how lovely the view is, you muse whether or not we should have actually ended things and that you still have feelings – but you’re unsure of what to do about them. Everything suddenly feels like it’s happening in slow motion as I turn to you in disbelief.

Relationships are hard – open relationships just crank the difficulty level to 11. And after a summer of dabbling, you decided that it wasn’t for you or your wife. Dating more than one person only works if everyone is on board and that was no longer the case. In reality I’m torn – I want to do do the right thing at all times but catch myself fantasizing about tying you to a tree so I can come up with new and creative ways of making your knees buckle. It’s fine. I can justify it as long as those thoughts stay inside, unsaid. Just like I’ve been telling myself for the past year. But with creeping dread I realize that none of this matters, not all this time being Just Friends, not all the good intentions; the only thing that matters to me is the next few words out of your mouth. “What would happen if my circumstances had changed?” Read more »