Category: eroticliterature

[MF] I simply gave in

I simply gave in. The feelings were too strong. Closing my eyes, I felt his face moving closer and his lips touching my neck. First it was a rather shy kiss on my delicate skin. He looked at me again, I could feel it without opening my eyes. Then he kissed my lips. I felt his soft warm tongue inside. Oh God. I started to shake deep inside of me. Our kiss grew more passionate, more demanding. His hands first touched my cheeks, moving down to my shoulders, my hips, but butt. I drew him closer. I wanted to feel his warmth, his need of me. Even though it was clear that this was a mistake, it felt so right. So perfect.

His hands moved underneath my shirt. I was amazed how fast he opened my bra and how swift his warm fingers started caressing my breasts. My nipples were tingling, eager to feel his touch. His fingertips on my hard nipples, his tongue licking my lips felt like heaven. I knew we’ve reached a point where there was no turning back. Feeling almost dizzy I slid down my jeans and my panty, not caring how stupid I probably looked in this kind of half-dressed manner. He smiled at me when I lifted my head again and our eyes met for the first time since he had started kissing me barely a minute ago. His eyes, his smile looked different. He seemed even younger than he was, radiating with youth and playfulness. I loved his slightly crooked smile which seemed to provoke me even further into doing unreasonable things. I felt 17 again. How weird. Read more »

[MF] I knew that I had to work late

He had been bussing around me all day long. He had never been gone out of sight for more than fifteen minutes. Whenever we were in the same room – copier room, staff room, outdoors for a quick smoke, entry hall – our eyes met, no matter how many feet apart we were standing. His eyes were shiny, and he had a soft, youthful smile on his lips. I couldn’t figure out where his sudden interest in me came from. And I honestly didn’t care. His gaze fixed at me flattered me. I enjoyed being watched by him.

I knew that I had to work late that day. People were slowing leaving the office, going home to family, friends and something to eat and I found myself wondering if he had gone too. Lost in thoughts I was standing at the copy machine, waiting for the pile of sheets growing bigger and bigger, when I suddenly realized that I was not alone anymore. I felt his presence through a slight tingling in my belly. I didn’t turn around and I felt him move closer until I could feel his soft breath behind me. He was close, very close and I didn’t dare to move because I didn’t want him to shy away. I felt a soft kiss on the side of my neck. He planted it there knowing that the next few seconds would define what was going to happen. It felt so good, so invigorating having him so close behind me. His body moved even closer so that our bodies touched. He kissed me again and his tousled hair touched my cheek. Read more »

St. Patrick’s Day Shenanigans (FF) (MF) (Oral)

Wearing her favorite green latex dress, with her red hair cascaded down her back, she walked the streets looking for a fun hookup. Deciding it was time for lunch, she stepped into a small hole in the wall restaurant that offered authentic creole cooking. Not precisely Irish food, Bria wasn’t about to pass up some authentic creole cooking.

As she ate her gumbo, she closed her eyes and thought back to the shenanigans she had gotten into last night. Crissy had been a lot of fun. Another redhead, the two had hooked up in the French quarter. They had nearly been caught by a foot patrol as Crissy had been vigorously fingering her to her second orgasm behind an abandoned building. After their near run-in with the law, they had gone back to Crissy’s hotel and spent the entire night fucking like rabbits. When Bria had left shortly after dawn, her pussy had been so swollen she could barely walk, Crissy had been excellent with her fingers.

Tonight, Bria wanted a man. A big man who could throw her around and take her. She figured it wouldn’t be hard to find someone like that in New Orleans if she was lucky, she might find two men. Gumbo finished; she walked back out into the buzzing sea of green. Read more »

The white wolf and the hiker (part 2)

Here’s part one for those who wanna catch up.
[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m5mpi1/the_white_wolf_and_the_petite_hiker_brainwashing/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

Lynn was on all fours as her big white wolf guardian mounted her, she felt his weight on her and his front legs drew her back by the crevace of her hips. The 2 were made to fit together and Lynn was in absolute heaven. The wolf had mounted her and as Lynn looked under her she saw the biggest penis she’d ever seen trying to probe into her. The wolf’s dong must have been 10 inches long and about 7 in diameter. This thing was huge and took her breath away before it even went in her, which it couldn’t, it kept gliding off her slick pussy. Lynn was drooling and she needed to feel the immense tool in her so she reached back and grabbed it in her hand, her tiny little hand that barely wrapped around it. She was so worried he’d do irreversible damage to her but she was also very cock drunk and just needed to feel it in her. She lined the tip up with her moist, warm cunt and as soon as the wolf felt her wetness, he thrust forward. She didn’t even have time to prepare as this wolf sunk at least 6″ in her in one thrust. Read more »

My sister (F19) ass all for me (M20) and great birthday presents (UPDATE 4)

Sorry for the long time, i’ve been very busy with uni and all that, but here is the fourth update to my story with my sister, this will be a long one i think, but its the least i can do for disappearing like that. Here i leave the others if you want to catch up to the story.

[First part](https://www.reddit.com/r/Incestconfessions/comments/lb0khc/my_little_sister_caught_me_recording_her_in_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Second Part](https://www.reddit.com/r/Incestconfessions/comments/lc6mg7/my_little_sister_caught_me_recording_her_in_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Third part](https://www.reddit.com/r/Incestconfessions/comments/li2nlg/my_little_sister_caught_me_recording_her_in_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Fourth part](https://www.reddit.com/r/Incestconfessions/comments/ltq51m/getting_a_m20_bj_from_my_sis_f19_and_tasting_her/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

This is a real story about how taking spyvids and pics of my sister led to us playing with each other in secret. I still got the vids and pics so if you want to trade dm me for my kik but plis, if you got nudes or videos of underage girls im really not interested…jesus…

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Texting my Dom (F perspective)

I knew what I was doing was wrong, but wrong doesn’t mean it wasn’t fun. I reread my paragraph upon paragraph of porn proudly, ‘no going back’ now I think to myself. Scanning the letters already sent just to make sure I haven’t spelled anything incorrectly due to being on my phone, I even get a bit hot and bothered myself. The last paragraph is my favourite.

“I promised you I’d be good yesterday but now you’re ignoring me and you know that’s no fair. So now you can think about how I’m fucking my self without you. You can do nothing about it either because apparently this shitty meeting was more important. Just imaging your baby girl playing with all the toys you bought for her and I mean all of them. Dildo, nipple clamps, ass plug, hell-I’m even wearing my collar. But you’ll get nothing, no pictures, no videos, no nothing. Exactly what I got from you. See you at home

P.s , we’re out of bread”

The writing was perfection, I know how he wants me to tease him but know I just need him to see it. I’m not even planning on doing anything because once my Daddy is home he’ll use all my toys on me later when he gets home , Daddy will do it better anyway. Read more »

The Assistant 15 [affair]

The following week, both Kylie and Anthony got STI tests done without their spouses knowledge and they were both fine. Though they had worked out their communication issue, they did not have the opportunity to have any sex.

One Friday Audrey came in, strutting over to Anthony who had just popped out to hand Kylie a file.

“Can you email Craig and ask him for the latest marketing reports?” Anthony asked. Kylie took the file and nodded. Anthony saw his wife and smiled. “Hey. What are you doing here?”

Audrey wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Kylie ignored them as she grit her teeth. Audrey looked into his eyes and smiled. He took her into his office.

“I came to steal you and bring you home early,” Audrey said.

“Oh really?” Anthony said as he sat down. “What’s the occasion?”

“Mom and dad have the kids all weekend,” she said and she sat on the edge of his desk, real close to him.

Anthony noticed how short her pink dress was, making her legs look long. She leaned forward slightly, letting him have a full view of her chest as she bit her lip. He smirked. Read more »

Help with a writing description

A question for the men please. How would you describe the sensation when you first enter a woman? From asking and from reading I’ve seen it described it a variety of ways from a feeling of peace/home to the opposite being more arousing/exciting. Serious replies please, don’t message me with any nonsense just to try and sext or shock me. Thanks so much!

Selling 801 Villa [FM] [straight] [femalepleasure][femaleorgasm][oral][tease]

Back when I was a kid, I used to go to clean houses with my mum. Not so much as clean and more of sitting around while she cleans, but you get the gist. Every day she’d pick me up from school, and we’d go off to some rich person’s house. Where she’d wash floors, do laundry, organise their home, cook, and do anything they’d ask for, really. Then, after the sun would have set and all the floors would shine, we’d slowly walk back to our shabby cold house. Where I’d listen to her tell me all about how I should marry a rich husband who will take care of me.

Fast forward a few decades, I’m now 30 years old, and I still haven’t found my prince.

Life kind of took its own turn, and I ended up building my own empire instead. I own one of the most successful real estate agencies on the island, and I’ve also marked my name trading crypto money, so it’ safe to say that I’m a self-made queen. But to you, I’m Mandy. Read more »

Click [MF]

There are two traps when it comes to these things, situations, romances like this one. The first trap that I fall for is the look in his eyes. That look that says “love, you are the only person that matters in the world.” And it’s a look that transforms you. Changes you from the beggar in the cold selling matchsticks to the beggar in flames in the ethereal sky. Then there is that second trap. The one that sucks you in and turns you into molecular specks in the distant galaxy. The one where you feel, are, do everything to be next to him. You become everything and anything for that person. And I’m falling for the second one fast.

Who am I? Who have I been in the past? I can’t see anything but who I am with him. The room changes at the sound of his name, on my lips, on my soul. The name that he answers to. The sound that his heart beats to is my voice. And sometimes he hypnotizes me. Like the artist in the throws of artistry, with a spotlight on me, he asks me to pose for him. Read more »