Category: eroticliterature

Dirty Dishes

Your arms trace my waist before coming to a halt on the kitchen sink. My breathing catches as your lips skim the back of my neck, warm vibrations fill me as your teeth tease my earlobe.

The heat of your chest pressed against my back has me panting while your sturdy arms keep me held in place. My eyes close when your firm erection pushes up against the crevice of my ass. A gasp escapes my lips, the feeling of you stirs my thoughts and heightens my sense. One of your hand weaves it’s way through my hair and tugs me back so my back arches, the only parts connecting are your cock to my ass and your mouth to mine.

I nip at your bottom lip and pull to tease. You begin to grind your cock between my cheeks and a groan escapes your mouth. Your hand leaves my hair and grabs my throat instead. A smile cracks your lips as you press a damning kiss to mine. My eyes find yours and you can read the desperation and desire pooling in them. Read more »

Legally Slutty (part one)

I am such a dirty little slut. I can’t help
It. I love sex. All day long I think about getting off. I am horny all the time.

I am 30 and I work in a law firm. I have long black hair, green eyes, and curves. Not skinny, not plump. Hips, and thighs and an ass for days. And nice full tits.

I like to wear short skirts. That way I can finger myself under my desk. Sometimes I take a little vibrator break in the ladies room. I just can’t help myself. I cum easily and can’t resist. Besides, it helps keep me relaxed. My bosses like that I never seem stressed and am happy to take on more work.

I have been so well behaved at work when it comes to relationships. I have worked there a little over a year. I keep everything professional. Sometimes the attorneys will take us (the paralegals and legal assistants) out to lunch, or for drinks after work. But I don’t cross the line. I know once I start, I won’t be able to stop. Read more »

– The Midnight Visit – [M+f] [inc] [Daddy/Little] [Psychological] [OC]

A cold bed. An empty room. The enveloping darkness…

Not that you didn’t deserve it; deep down you knew that. Acting up in such a manner had never been taken well before, it’s no surprise it hadn’t gotten you anywhere this time: alone.

The loneliness – that’s really what it came down to, and it did feel so terribly lonely, not like the last time. There was no pain for a companion here, you’d not been punished at all; not sure why you’d been spared, but you knew you’d crossed the line this time, maybe that had made things different? Not knowing was almost worse.

At least a punishment would have been something, you thought! At least you’d know you were worth punishing. There’d be something to cry about, you’d have an outlet for this awful feeling; there’d be a direct consequence to your actions which showed a clear path forward, because you knew a good girl is one that takes her punishment and tries to learn, so she can move forward. You’d already been taught that.

*If only I’d have been punished this time, hurt, if I could cry real tears… if only. Daddy might have even come to comfort me, if I’d been brave and took it well?* Read more »

Hungry

My dress, in your way. You’ve watched all night as I’ve mixed and mingled. You’ve waited. You want to wait no longer.

We slip away into a wardrobe, hidden away from the entertainment parlor. My dress….in your way. You push against me, my chest meets the wall as I feel your hand trail up my inner thigh. You discover my secret, I’ve gone without panties. A newfound heat developing between my legs.

Your lips find my neck, just below my ear. Your breath, your teeth grazing my skin, intoxicating. I melt into you. I feel your growing erection on my buttocks. Your fingers coaxing something beautiful to bloom inside of me. An aching need that somehow can’t be adequately described with words. You make me hungry.

[F]riends with [M]any Benefits

One night, my friends and I were studying. After a long study session, the alcohol came out and we all started playing some drinking games and eventually started feeling ourselves. Some secrets were spilled and past experiences shared. Everyone now knew I was a freak.

A different night, I was at his apartment alone to study. He fell asleep at his desk while I kept studying. After a quick power nap, he sent me home as he planned to go to bed. I texted him that I had gotten home safe and he apologized for kicking me out. He had gotten too tired and he couldn’t do what he usually does to stay awake…jerk off. I told him that it usually makes me fall asleep.

Our conversation continued down this path as he admitted to me he was attracted to me. If he didn’t have a girlfriend, given how much of a freak I am, we would have some real fun. I played in a little as I was very attracted to him as well, but I tried to hold back. There were so many things I could’ve said to get him hooked, but I didn’t out of respect for him and his girlfriend. Read more »

Four-Play

Hello again,

I told you before **The Baby Sitter** was the second story I wrote. This is the first story. I hope you guys like it as much as **The Baby Sitter**. I thought I would post this one while I finish the 3rd story I’m currently writing. Warning this one is on the longer side.

**8/12/2020**

**Dreams**

**and**

**Fantasies**

**Four-play**

As time has passed since I have become sexually active, I have come to realize that my sexual appetite is a bit more than most of my friends and people I know. With past boyfriends the sex was good, in one case just okay lol. So, I was very lucky to find my husband. With him I have been able to explore myself and what gets me hot. Every year we are together we seem to turn the diel up a notch and try new and exciting things. I do, however, still have my dreams and fantasies. There is one fantasy I have in particular involves my husband, myself and a bar…. Read more »

The girl they share

After a long day Belle decided to take a nice warm bath while the guys were out picking up dinner. Filling the bath with bubbles and lighting candles around the room she pulled her tight black tank top off over her head. Her bright red hair fell over her shoulders. Her fingers sliding under her panties pulling them down revealing her round butt. She ran her fingers through her hair as she pulled it up into a high ponytail.

Slowly slipping her way down into the bath with bubbles covering everything except her legs and head. She laid there in the silence relaxing. She closed her eyes as her hands played with the bubbles. Her body feeling sore and weak from the activities of that day. She could hear the front door close. Her lips turning up into a little smirk as she heard their voices.

After a couple of moments the bathroom door opened. Belle looked up to see Eric and Steve both leaning against the door way. She closed her eyes again as she laid there smiling. The guys quickly undressed. Eric grabbed her hand pulling her up as he sat down behind her. Steve wasn’t far behind as he climb in front of her sitting down to face Belle. Read more »

Helping a Friend Start an Onlyfans (MF) (curvy)

“Andrew, please come over. And bring your camera?” I had pushed for more details but she was too embarrassed to say specifics over the phone. And now in her apartment, she was still dancing around the whatever she wanted to ask. Finally blushing furiously, “I wanted to ask if you would take pictures… of me… Uh.. sexy ones.”

She explained that she had started an only fans account and wanted more content then just selfies or static cameras. After a couple drinks to loosen, we worked together on a boudoir shoot. She slipped into some lacy lingerie, and slowly through a variety of poses, slipped back out.

While I snapped away, I couldn’t help being drawn into her body. She always had a cute face and was slightly chubby. But I was blown away by how sexy Bianca was. She was on all fours on the bed, her chestnut hair cascading down in front of her round breasts, with her soft, curvy hips in the air, and her large seductively brown eyes, while I tried to redirect blood flow by focusing intently on photo quality. Read more »

“Eggplant!” [Public] [Light BDSM] [Audience] [Innocent] [Humiliation] [Exhibitionist]

I’m a spiteful girl.

I also tend to be foolish with the lengths I’ll go to in order to prove a point. So when a man accused me of being *too innocent* after he’d try to do some freaky act to me in the bedroom, I set out to right that wrong.

I mean, how *dare* he have the gall to tell *me* that I’m innocent? Especially after I’d sucked his dick and let him cum down the back of my throat! The ungrateful asshole! I went straight to a sex shop the moment I had some free time, filled with bitter determination.

Hanging on the walls of the shop, were things I’d never seen before in my life. Most of these toys were made of black latex or leather, and either had metal studs, long tassels, or just the overall appearance of a medieval torture device. As I looked around, I felt a bit clueless, and a bit like he might be *right,* but I angrily pushed that feeling away. I just needed to do a little research is all. I’d become the *master* of this, I told myself. I’d learn everything about the world of debauchery. I *had* to prove him wrong. Read more »