It started with a friend we’ll call ‘Adam’. He was always flirting with me with his touchy hugs and comments he made about me. One day he showed me his cock (way bigger that my boyfriends) while we were alone and I became a cheating slut and sucked his hot BWC. He fucked me there and I begged him to cum in me (which my boyfriend will never do) and he did. Ever since then we’ve been meeting behind my boyfriends back to fuck. One day we were drunk and I was bent over the balcony and we’ll say ‘John’ found us, another one of my boyfriends friends. I told Adam that it was over and to go away (just for show for John). And after that I told John he couldn’t tell my boyfriend. He looked so embarrassed and shy and I noticed his dick was hard and it was huge. My slut instincts kicked in and I immediately rubbed his cock and whispered “this is our secret” in his ear before I started kissing his ear and then making out with him. He fucked my mouth, my pussy and threatened to tell my boyfriend if he didn’t get to fuck my ass. He got what he wanted and I loved it. I fuck both of them without them knowing and of course my boyfriend doesn’t know. It makes me so wet being such a slut.
Category: eroticliterature
“Boys In Bloom” – Chapter One [erotic fiction] [gay] [bi] [MM] [high school] [twinks] [jocks] [yaoi]
Just a wannabe artist with nothing to do. I’m an aspiring creative writer. I mostly write screenplays, but I was bored and thought I’d try my hand at erotic fiction. I don’t know if it’s good or not; I’ve never let anyone read it. The story is about a high school senior struggling with his identity at a boarding school. As he explores his sexuality, he gets caught up in the intrigue and games of his new friends. Feel free to read Chapter One and tell me what you think. I’ll write more if it gets enough likes.
[“Boys In Bloom” Chapter One](https://drive.google.com/file/d/1m8KSHyjRd2zF6hJl7ptr4eq-9IC-Uk4y/view?usp=sharing)
I guarantee my book is hotter than 50 shades of grey, or your money back.
Warning, this book is hotttt, and will cause you to touch yourself, a lot.
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Big Night Out part 2 [MF][Long]
[Second part of this story, first part [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lprezj/big_night_out_part_1_mflong/). This will probably be long too. Feedback always appreciated.]
Julie stuck a hand out and grabbed my passing leg. “Oh hey, dirty boy… did you think I wouldn’t hear you both…?”
I jumped. “Julie! I’m so sorry, we thought you were asleep.”
“Well I was until I heard someone moaning from in there. First I thought maybe one of you was unwell, but then I listened a bit closer and figured you were just fine.” She winked. “So then, Mindy, anything you need to tell me?”
In the other bed, Mindy giggled, pulled the duvet up around her and leant on one elbow. “Er… not really…?”
“From what I heard, he’s not so innocent, hey? Are you two… together?”
The room was only dimly lit but I could see Mindy’s bright smile. She didn’t say anything though, leaving it to me.
“I should be so lucky, she’s a stunner isn’t she? No, she just… came to check on me in the shower.”
Mindy giggled again. “You should see his knob though, Julie. Bet you it’s bigger than you think.”
What I need (f)
I haven’t written anything in a while, real life has a way of changing your plans on a whim sometimes.
And you’ve got to just roll with it and deal with it all before some sort of relaxation can take place.
For me, though unable to write recently, I’ve been enjoying lurking, reading, edging.
Personal time and self care have gone by the wayside of late, but the excitment at what is going to happen in a few hours is palpable now.
Finally some time to make myself cum!!
And much as I am excited by the prospect, and trust me I am already excited, I’m also a bit ppffft about it.
Why would anyone be feeling like this at the thought of pleasuring oneself?
Well, its simply that I actually *need* to feel a mans hands roaming my body.
I *need* to feel his breath on my neck.
I *need* to I need his fingers inside me feeling how wet I am
I *need* a man to fuck my juicy wet pussy and fill me until he leaks from me.
I *need* to be physically fucked right now.
[MMM… FFFF…] The Devil’s Work – part two
We arrive at the small farmstead at dawn, just as the family are waking. They are shocked when they learn of our purpose, but we are armed with an official looking warrant. They, too, have heard the rumours but still they give up Tabitha only reluctantly.
She is delivered to us in a plain, rough, woollen smock and barefoot. In common with most slaves, it is clear that her ample breasts are unconstrained beneath her dress.
Tabitha does not fully understand what is happening, but she is clearly frightened, and she tries to run away. I have no difficulty catching and restraining her. I hold her while Dr White brings the shackles and chains from the horse-drawn buggy in which we arrived.
Despite her struggles and protests, it takes no time to secure Tabitha and to load her into the back of the buggy, with me sitting opposite her.
Tabitha quietly sobs as we take her away. As we depart, I see the wife and mother of the household is equally distressed by the turn of events. Clinging to her is a girl, presumably her daughter, in what appears to be a nightdress. Her mother quickly shoos her daughter back into the house when she sees my gaze fall on her.
[MMM… FFFF…] The Devil’s Work – part one
Up to a little over a year ago, I was simply a church verger and grave digger. But that was before the first reports of witchcraft and Devil worship in the district. It was hard to believe at first. There were reports of secret ceremonies, animal sacrifices, curses and libidinous practices. Most of those supposedly involved were women, women of all ages, but there were also a few men caught up in the allegations.
The first stories were of some young girls dancing, naked, in the woods, around a fire, and chanting spells. According to the stories, they summoned the Devil in the form of a goat. The more lurid accounts, true or not, suggested that the Devil/goat had an erection of inhuman proportions, which the girls worshipped and with which he (or it) proceeded to take each of their virginities. Personally, I thought that it all sounded a bit far-fetched, but then, nobody asked me for my opinion.
The rumours and allegations grew when there was a poor harvest, that year, a small number of women suffered miscarriages and still births, and other misfortunes fell on members of the community, many of whom were amongst the most staunchly religious and devout. There were mutterings of curses and of people being possessed by the Devil.
It Takes a Village [FF/Lesbian]
First time writing. I was feeling inspired so it’s very short but I hope you enjoy :).
That’s the saying but I think it’s especially true in regards to women. If your period sneaks up on you when you least expect it, it’s very likely that a woman nearby will have an extra tampon for you. Or if you’re approached by an over-eager guy in the club, a group of girls will rally around you to help you out. It’s an unspoken rule that we look out for each other, no matter your race, class or political differences.
I don’t complain when the sweet, old lady in the bathroom at the grocery store comes up behind me and slips her still wet hands under my top to unbuckle and remove my bra (not without giving my small tits a squeeze and remarking that I need to get implants). It’s not sexual assault; she’s looking out for me, making sure my nipples poke through my top so everyone can appreciate my body. I thank her, with tongue, before returning to my shopping.
[MM] The dick so good I ended up in the hospital
There was this guy in college, shaved head, not very tall but buff. Back then I was getting over a girl breaking my heart. After one party I ended up in his apartment, I had a few beer but I wasn’t as drunk as I let him believe I was.
So after a while we’re both naked and frotting our cocks. He was bigger than me and while he wasn’t like “porn actor huge” he may be the biggest I ever done.
After a while I’m riding his cock, feeling the rush, loving it. And I end up cumming in the air. Hands free. Big load.
After we’re done I get up and walk towards the bathroom. But before I get there I step on my own puddle of cum and I slip falling back and into my hand.
He accompanies me to a clinic near there. I sprained my wrist.
After that we only fucked once more but it was kind of awkward.
A lovely birthday gift. M/F Anal
Lilith and I have been going out for over a year, and are very comfortable in each other’s company. We have great sex and are very compatible, except for one thing. I have developed something of an obsession with anal sex something, that until recently, was a definite no-no. I managed to get my wicked way on my birthday, and that is what I’m going to tell you about here.
We were sitting on our bed, sharing a joint by candlelight. I felt warm and happy inside, in that loved up kind of way. Lilith made me feel so relaxed and we made each other giggle like anything. Or maybe that was because we were both very stoned.
“Joint?” she said, dangling the end of it towards me. I slowly took it from her and our fingertips gently touched. I smiled at her. God, she was beautiful. Long, blonde hair and big beautiful blue eyes that looked so peaceful. As I smoked the last of the joint, she gently started kissing my back, making it impossible to concentrate on anything. I put the joint down and turned round to kiss her. I gently stroked her hair back, which she completely loves.