Category: eroticliterature

50 shades of femdom [Power exchange] [CFNM] [Inspection] [Heel worship]

I saw my reflection in the window of the great big glass building. My nicely Ironed shirt my creaseless black trousers. Rolled up sleeve to try and and make my arms look bigger. I needed this interview to go well. I wanted to look cool but business focused. I undone a second button on my shirt. Anymore would make me look like a stripper. I could smell my deodorant the type you would wear to a wedding but I really needed this job. I really really needed it.

Flexing my arms I made sure I was looking good. I could not let this go wrong. I fixed my hair and then that was it I had to go in. I had a satchel over my shoulder with a second copy of the very lack lustre resumé I send to the woman, Kimberly Brooke, who was looking for a secretary. Do you think not wearing a blazer hurt me? Not even a tie? Come on man you look stupid. I checked my cheap watch. 5mins. Read more »

I walked in on my best friend sucking off her boyfriend

This is a few years ago. My friend and I was sharing an apartment, we were both 21 years old, and she had with her 24 year old boyfriend for about a year. With them being together, we didn’t go out together as much as we had used to, and I often went out with another group of girls. We’d go out for dinner most Friday nights and I wouldn’t be home until 2 or more often 4 in the morning. My friend and her boyfriend would maybe go out for dinner, but spend most of the night at home, alone in the apartment. Panties in the sofa or condoms in the kitchen sink would tell the story of how they passed the time alone.

One Friday we went out for dinner as usual, me and the other friends. Went to a movie and when it was over around 9pm, two of the girls were sick. We figured it was probably a food poisoning, and suddenly going out drinking and dancing didn’t seem like a bright idea. The three of us who weren’t sick went out for one beer and then went home. I get back home at about 10.30 and lock myself in, quietly. I was so caught up in the food poisoning thoughts that I didn’t think of the horny couple that would be busy somewhere in the apartment. I get out of shoes and my coat and walk into the living room. The boyfriend is sitting in the sofa, completely naked. My friend is on her knees in front of him, her head bobbing up and down in a slow rhythm. Read more »

“The Shaming of Gwendoline C” by Gwendoline Clermont

Scene – in a Deli – 20-year-old Gwendoline, 42-year-old millionaire Brit James; James is about to explain his collection of high-class erotica – Allen Jones paintings and so on – to Gwendoline.

“You were saying …?” I blinked at him, and took a huge messy bite out of my cheeseburger.

“They are a kind of statement – I think we all have feelings that we rarely avow, that it is politically incorrect to avow, even dangerous to avow; and I think that it is healthier, better for everybody if we can avow, and talk about those feelings – cruelty, power, fear, domination, submission. Even act them out, as it were.”

I looked down and viciously speared a pair of innocent French fries. “So, objectifying, reifying, alienating, enslaving women, using girls as footstools, putting girls in chains, exhibiting blindfolded girls, reveling in damsels in distress – the possessive fetishizing totem-like petrifying patriarchal imperialist power-hungry power-anxious sadistic defensive male gaze in action,” I looked up and smiled my sweetest smile, “And so on, and so on … Those are the feelings?” Read more »

Extracurricular Learning (Ch. 2 – Masturbation)

***This story is purely fictional and based on functional characters. Any resemblance to real people and real situations is merely coincidental. There are over 30 “Lee” High Schools all over the country. This isn’t one of them. Happy reading!***

Eric Jackson stared at the page, his heart racing. Sitting across from a student asking to learn something, he would have thought it would be easy. Every teacher’s dream was to have students who wanted to learn, right? But this student wasn’t your ordinary, curious student. This was the object of this fantasies.

Ella Fitzpatrick was 5 feet, 11 and 3/4 inches tall. He knew because she once lamented that she wanted to be 6 feet tall; her legs and ass were her best feature, shapely and toned from playing volleyball and running track for Lee High School in rural Virginia. She had auburn hair that she used to try to style stick straight, as was the fashion of all the high school girls. As a senior, Ella had finally embraced her wavy locks and it gave her an unconventional look. She was pretty, smart, witty, sexy without trying, and everything Eric Jackson feared as a proper, God-fearing male high school teacher. Read more »

Sister’s Birthday Gift To Me

When my dad married my step mom almost ten years ago, I thought it was the most unfair thing in the entire universe. It was hard enough to lose my mom but to get a new one… that was just not right. I swore she’d never be mom to me. I had no idea at the time just how wrong I’d be. The other thing that I was so wrong about was my step sister. Girls had cooties and step sisters even worse. My parents thought it was cute that we were practically twins, same age and same birthday. Darlene never let me forget though, that she was my older sister by half a dozen hours. Read more »

The Getaway [FF] [Futa] [Passionate] [CWAD-Volume 2]

Hey guys! So I’m gonna try something…

I’m writing a volume series on Futas! I really liked the idea of a chick with a dick and thought I’d implement it somehow. The series is called, well, Chick With A Dick (CWAD, for short). Any story of the sort will be labeled with “[CWAD]”. This story is technically volume 2, since the threesome between the friends came first (make sure to check my profile and read it if you haven’t already ;) it’s labeled with “FFF it it’s hard to look for)

Let me know if you have recommendations for stories you want me to write in this genre. I’d love to hear it!

Enjoy!

Alas, our getaway that me and my girlfriend had planned for a while had arrived, and we were ready to go.

With work and all of the joys of adulting, life got stressful and we both needed a break…together…

Me and Miranda have been living together for several months, but we haven’t had sex because I wasn’t ready. And the only reason I wasn’t ready was, well…

…she doesn’t know I have a penis… Read more »

Dirty Zoom Call Diaries [F/M] [Exhibitionism] Justin (Part 2)

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That morning I had a video call with Justin, a man somewhere in his forties who handled the head of operations for a company that I had dealings with. I’d met with him initially about a month ago, and since then in a couple of group calls. I’d heard him briefly mention an ex-wife on the previous call, and he seemed friendly enough. We had some future business, but nothing lasting or in the foreseeable future after, and I thought it was the perfect opportunity.

I had immediately been struck by him. He was the magnetic type. Good looking, but it was more about his demeanor. He was intelligent, stated points clearly and decisively, as an alpha in conversations. Many of the men I deal with can be, and that added a level of challenge to this that made me so hot.

This would be our first one-on-one call together, and I devised a plan. A way to dip my toes into my new exhibitionist naughtiness. I had the meeting started, was already on the line, on mute, with my camera turned off, like the start of a play, setting up the performance I was about to give. I was wearing a v-neck red blouse that fell at the hips, and nothing else but my red lace thong underwear. The camera wouldn’t be able to tell though, not unless it tipped down and showed. Read more »

Extracurricular Learning (ch. 1)

Most small towns have certain things in common – small schools, small talk, small minds… Eric Jackson was a teacher is one such town. In rural Virginia, the school was as small as it got – there were 84 students in the high school where he taught science. All of the sciences, or at least what he could . As a teacher at a small school in a small town with small minds, he was under the strict rule of the school board. Anything other than Creationism was a theory, and anything related to sex was taboo.

He was lamenting this as he looking at the Sex Ed books lining a dusty shelf in the storage room. Issued by the state, and “mandatory” per the State Board of Education, they sat untouched. His thoughts were interrupted by a quiet voice on the floor. Read more »

The Midnight Hour (MF, 2nd person, rape, kidnap, fiction)

“Up,” whispers an unfamiliar voice, followed by a light slap to your cheek. Your hazy eyes drift open, a pair of bright green eyes inches from your face.

You let out a sharp gasp, which hits against the stranger’s face. He smiles sinisterly, teeth unnaturally white. “Glad to see you have joined me.”

His voice is deep and gravelly, like walking down a stone path in a rainstorm.

It takes a moment for your senses to come back, and you suck in a deep breath. It’s almost as if he can read your mind because as you’re about to scream, he shoves a gag in your mouth.

“None of that, darling,” he purrs, and fear flashes across your eyes. You take a quick moment to assess your surrounding.

A quick tug of your arms reveals that you are bound, like a starfish, with each limb attached to dark stained bed posts. The bed has red velvet sheets. And you’re stripped down to your underwear, you notice, as a chill crosses your exposed skin. Read more »

An Imaginary Fuckbuddy

A loud sigh pierced the silence of the house, the first sound besides the whirring of the air conditioner James Miller had heard since walking up. He sighed because he was resigning himself to another mind-numbingly boring day of sitting at his computer, writing code for some application he would never use in his life.

Hauling himself out of bed, he went into the kitchen of his apartment. Opening the fridge, he realized that he hadn’t left this apartment for even a moment in the last five days. He hadn’t even talked to anyone in person, just over the phone. This realization startled him, more because he hadn’t quite realized he was so isolated than the isolation itself.

After pouring himself some cereal and browsing Reddit on his phone for some sort of entertainment, he realized that his morning wood still hadn’t gone away. He had hardly even noticed the erection, since it was common for him and he never thought much of it, but usually it went away within ten minutes, maximum. But that day, it had been at least twenty, and his boner was still raging. Read more »