Category: eroticliterature

Forced to suck her new friend

Fantasy of what might happen when my GF invites new friend over.

My girlfriend and I were partying with a new friend she met, Mark at our house. After a few drinks and some weed, the conversation started having a lot of sexual innuendos. Mark was a bit excited and she teased him when she noticed a lump in his sweats. A few minutes later he got up to get another beer. When he walked by her sitting on the couch, she leaned forward and pulled down his sweatpants. He jumped forward and she pulled him backwards, which wasn’t very hard considering he was around 170 lbs. and 5 feet 11 inches tall.

He spun around and lost his balance, almost landing on top of her. We were all laughing until we seen his cock flopped right in front of her face. She just stared in shock and disbelief, then said, “Holy shit! That’s like the biggest cock I’ve ever seen!”

He pushed off the couch and stood up right next to her with his sweatpants down around his ankles and his cock hanging out and laughing. She asked, “How big is it when you’re completely hard?” Read more »

Seduced to perform my first bisexual act

(My fantasy with a couple comes true, but not the way I envisioned it).

I walked into B-Dubs around 6pm. I’ve been coming here once a month, the same night, when in town for the past few months. I saw some familiar faces as I sat at the bar to eat. Dining alone it’s much less awkward sitting at a bar than in a booth or at a table.

Anyway, as my food came another familiar face sat two seats away. We usually chatted but we never were actually introduced.

“You here to get an early start for the game?” he started. It was Thursday and the football season recently started. I didn’t want to admit that I had no idea who was playing, at what time or that I was even aware the NFL season began, while sitting in a sports bar.

“Nah, just grabbing a bite and catching it at home.”

We made the usual small talk and then he leaned over, reaching out his hand, “I never got your name. I’m Don.” Read more »

Maybe I shouldn’t have given him that [vanilla] [cute] [toys]

“You sure that’s how you use it,” my boyfriend questioned as he tried to read the direction from the manual in the box.

“Yes bruh, it’s a vibrator, you just put the battery in and it runs,” I said annoyingly, yanking the box from his hand. My vibrator just came in that day and I was thrilled. It has a cutie little remote that controls it. It was pink and has a thick part to insert inside and a curve with another part massaging my clit. I thought it would be a fun gift for us to try out and it was on sale so i ordered one. It looks hella scary but I was more than excited to try it out.

Grabbing the remote control from him, I tried turning it on and the instant vibration shocked me like aunties in Bollywood movies. I gasped at the multiple speed my boyfriend could put it on with the app on his phone. We both looked at each other and laughed, it was gonna be hectic.

“So you wanna go to the dining hall now? Or are you not hungry” he asked after a while of me playing with my new toy. Read more »

Two Erotica books will be free Saturday May 1st

The Executive Assistant – A Trip to Oz, Elizabeth finds herself in a erotic relationship with her boss, who decides to step their relationship up a notch, and take her to a place called Oz. Let’s just say they’re not in Kansas anymore.

The Weekend Escape – Two people leave their dead bedroom relationship, only to be isolated because of the Coronavirus. Now that restrictions have lifted, they both meet at a bar, where their sexual tension is so thick, you can feel it between them. What he wants to do to her can’t be done in a few hours or a single night, so he convinces her of staying with him for the entire weekend. It’s a weekend dedicated to releasing the sexual frustrations of 18 months of isolation, between both of them.

Search Antonio Copeland on Amazon ebooks. Both books will be free Saturday May 1st only. Please leave a comment or rating, and enjoy.

A short stay at my aunt’s [MF]

This story happened before covid, you can skip to the more raunchy parts if you so desire.

So I [M] recently turned 19 and before heading off to University I decided to get some of my friends together and go on a road trip around Europe. However, my plans were cut short when my friends flaked on me last minute so I decided to go by myself and meet one of my friends who lives in Austria.

I had told my aunt [F] that I’d be passing through her city on the way to Austria and she suggested I stay a night at hers so that I could rest. I agreed, and soon I was on the road.

Now, I’d describe my aunt as a mature and attractive woman. I’ve always had a thing for older women and she gives off this enticing MILF aura with her perfect curves and thick ass that fills in any pair of tight jeans she chooses to wear. Her hair comes down to her shoulders and she has nice, perky. However, she has told me that she is very lonely as she was married previously but divorced due to the man being verbally abusive towards her. Read more »

Unexpected (M/M/F)

(A Reddit friend asked me to write this, then insisted I post it. It’s a rough draft, and the first time I’ve posted anything like this publicly, so I’m a bit nervous)

Pulling his laundry hamper up to his side, Mike walked down the dorm hallway, into the stairwell, and down into the laundry room in the basement. The stairwell always smelled of fabric softener and dryer sheets, with the low hum of the running washers and dryings barely audible over his footsteps. Swinging the door open, he saw Jay standing in front of the machines slowly stuffing his laundry in.

“Sup Mac,” said Jay.

“Yo, what’s up?” Mike responded. “I see you’re taking a page out of ‘Macs Big Book of Laundry Tips’ and getting here early.”

“You have a book? I didn’t think you could read…” Mike followed that comment up by grabbing a rolled up sock and winging it as Jay. “Chill, dude…I was only implying you were illiterate.”

“Hi-larious. There’s only two machines left so clearly I’m on to something.” He continued to empty his basket while Jay opened up the adjacent one and followed suit. Read more »

Making her squirt in my mouth. (EDGING) | Part-2 | [M/F, Cunnilingus, Edging, Denial, Begging/Pleading, Rough/Passionate]

*For better experience read* [*Part-1 – The Buildup*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/my0xz6/making_her_squirt_in_my_mouth_the_buildup_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) *first.*

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As I was kissing all around her juicy pussy lips, I get a strange idea. Before executing that I wanted a taste of her juicy cunt myself, good for me… I had control over the situation, I could lick, pinch, bite or even thrust my cock inside her at any moment, and she won’t even resist one single bit. So, without even thinking twice I just give her a long forceful lick… all the way from the bottom of her lips to her clit, I could almost feel her throb, clenching those muscles, and before she gets a chance to recover from that and force my head onto her lips for more… I pull my head back and slide it out of her hands. Her hands struggle and move towards me to hold me again, I hold both her wrists and bring them close to my lips then give them a soft kiss. Read more »

The perfect getaway – part 2. (MF) (Spanking) (Masturbation) (Oral)

The cottage was insanely beautiful. It was very isolated and private, with a breathtaking view of the mountains. Its walls were actually huge windows, entirely made of glass (thankfully, it had automatic shutters that would cover up the glass and leave the room dark anytime of the day). It had a small but functional kitchen, a king size bed and the best spot was by the jacuzzi, close to the glass wall in an angle that the view looked even better. I knew I had to hurry before he arrived – he was just letting the Airbnb host know that we had arrived, after all. So I immediately took off my clothes, leaving nothing but my underwear and laid in bed on my stomach. I put on the blindfold and waited. Read more »

Bad girl is denied orgasm by her Dom (d/s)

He throws me down on the bed, opening the nightstand drawer, and takes out a pair of handcuffs. With my arms behind my back, he casps the handcuffs around my wrists.

“You were a bad girl tonight,” he says.

“I’m sorry. Please—”

“Sir. You call me, Sir,” he demands then flips me over and spanks my ass so hard I scream.

He leans his chest against my back and cups my pussy from behind. “Do I need to remind you who you belong to?” He separates my folds to find that I’m drenched.

A moan escapes me as he drags his finger back and forth over my entrance. He chuckles darkly. “Your pussy is soaked.”

I bite down on my lip to stop myself from moaning again. My pussy is so wet, my arousal is dripping down my thighs as he continues teasing my folds.

“Should I stop?” he asks even though he knows I don’t want him to.

I shake my head, refusing to admit it outloud, but when he stops moving his finger, I groan in protest.

“I need to hear you say it. What do you want?” he asks with his finger hovering my entrance. Read more »

The Substitute

His adorably crooked smile was the first thing I noticed. Second only to his short brown hair.

“My name is Daniel,” he said when I told him I had an appointment with my personal trainer.

“Unfortunately, Melissa is out sick, so I will be filling in for her,” he explained. “If that is ok with you?”

“Fine with me,” I replied as he headed out from behind the Reception desk.

The gym was reasonably quiet. The lunchtime crowd had long gone, and there was still a couple of hours to go before people knock off at 5:00 pm. Indeed, I only noticed two other gym-goers as we headed to the padded gym floor.

Little did I know what was awaiting me!

We were only five minutes into the personal training session, and I found myself internally planning my funeral. My heart was pumping wildly and I was certain it was just ten seconds away from exploding. Sweat drenched my face as Daniel worked me harder than Melissa ever did. Why did she have to be sick!

Honestly, I was not sure if I was going to survive the next 25 minutes. Read more »