Category: eroticliterature

We got home after our long day between classes and redoing the whole Offer Talk this time with Summer there.

Granted we got more info out of Dr Braxter as Summer asked more questions that we failed to ask ourselves.

But both Kel and I were on the no thank you train. Actually I think Kel was still on the fuck you for calling me a bimbo train.

At least Dr Braxter didn’t out us like she promised in our class.

I did look around to make sure was giving us glares or secretly talking about us behind our backs.

The day ended and we drove home in silence until we got home.

I started to cook dinner as Summer finally spoke, “Hey Gabe do you know anyone really good at research?”

I looked over cooking our dinner which I had decided on portobello mushroom tacos, “Probably but I’d have to text him. Why?”

Summer sighed, “Because I tried searching everything about the doctor’s claims and all of them seem valid but I know there has to be some flaws to their magic drug. I just don’t know where to start.” Read more »

Coworker giving in pt4 (MF)

I arrived at the convention hall for dinner and after getting a drink at the bar, I sat at one of the large round tables reserved for our company. Tim, Tony, and Lori were already there. We made small talk about the workshops we had attended during the day when all of a sudden Tim says “Holy shit, look”.

We all turn to see that Tim’s focus was squarely on the woman at the bar. That woman was Cheryl. As a matter of fact I think every eye in the place was on her. She wore a form fitting red dress and dark 4 inch heels. The cut of the dress was low enough to show her ample cleavage and her accentuated her calves and legs. Who knew she had legs like that! We al sat there a little stunned. Tony and Tim who were in their early 30s sat Lori their mouths wide open as they gawked. Erin, who was 28 and was a stunning young woman in her own right, said “good for her” and smiled. I glanced at Cheryl and looked away wondering if our past encounters had contributed to this sudden change in Cheryls appearance. Read more »

I had been speaking to AJ for several weeks before it was safe to finally meet. Our first date was a nice socially distanced casual walk together. For the next date he suggested a nature reserve. I didn’t mind the venue, the most important part was it was outdoors and with AJ.

We found our meeting point and greeted eachother somewhat awkwardly trying to maintain our distance yet be pleasant. I was under the impression it would be an easy short walk to the nature reserve, I was totally wrong. After months and months of being sedentary and never leaving the house I was walking further and further out of town with AJ. As we walked the pathway increasingly became more steep. It was narrow and I kept having to turn back to speak to him. I was relieved he was behind me and couldn’t see I was becoming flushed and beginning to perspire. Eventually we reached a cross roads and we walked side by side. I smiled and nodded a lot as we spoke trying to disguise my lack of physical condition. Progressively it became steeper until I couldn’t disguise my struggle. My face became and intense hue of purple and red while I was sweating like a haram pig. I turned to look at AJ as he trudged on watching the beads of sweat trickle down over his dark stubble. I felt relieved I was the only one struggling with the incline. Read more »

Short story inspired by the [Lustitude photo prompt](https://lustitudethememe.com/2021/02/lustitude-prompt-four/), enjoy

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She anxiously tapped her fingers on the counter, her head turning side to side to make up for the lack of peripheral version from her gas mask. Her contact was late, and she didn’t like the feeling of it.

The location had been carefully chosen, the dilapidated dance club was out of the way enough that patrols were unlikely to come by, but distinctive enough to be found if you were looking for it. The décor also provided a bit of security, nobody in their right mind would fire a focused light weapon in a room full of mirrored orbs. Her reflective suit served a similar purpose, but the thin fabric could only deflect a small part of the blast, *maybe* enough to keep her alive. The heat had also forced her to unzip the suit down past her navel, making it even less effective.

*Five more minutes*, she thought to herself as she started counting off the seconds in her head. She had gotten up to 137 Mississippi, when she heard footsteps approaching. She ducked behind the counter and readied her laser rifle, rising far enough to keep watch. Read more »

As a 28-year old in SoCal I grew up online, and deeply aware of sex and women. I’ve loved their bodies, tits, lips, and hips especially.

Seeing a woman with long sharp nails drives me crazy, I can see the indentation and redness forming on my back and chest, begging her to go deeper.

I’ve loved erotica and sexting since I was young, I’ve made girls cum by using their hairbrushes, with
text, or my tongue deep inside of them.

I love making a woman cum. There’s no better feeling than her pussy gripping my fingers, hair pulled tighter, my mouth and lips wet for minutes on end.

I live to eat pussy and compliment. Now I return to writing and I’m deeply curious about every woman. I want to write about the shape of her body or the feint differences in tones between her lips.

Making you wet with words kills me. Look at my pictures, touch yourself, boss me around, tell me what you want to read or see. Read more »

***This is something that I wrote for Twitter, and I thought I would share it here.***

A sub sitting on their dom’s lap, while the dom is playing their video game with his friends online.  The sub wiggles on their lap and smiles, knowing that it would excite the dom, making it hard for them to concentrate on the game. The Dom groans a little as the sub begins to grind against them; the sub continues to grind against them harder and faster. The dom is trying not to moan as the sub continues to rub themselves against their Dom. The Dom mutes themselves and grabs the sub by the throat, squeezing it slightly. Read more »