Category: eroticliterature

Ironing out my kinks [MM] [Gay] [cheating] [deepthroat] [anal] [creampie]

My pulse is racing as I am standing at the entry to the staircase to your Apartment. My mind is rushing through thousands of thoughts as I am comparing the address I had noted down on my phone with the address listings at the door.

I snap a photo of the door and send it to you through the burner snapchat account I had created for this occasion. I stand nervously and look around, hoping not to spot anyone who might recognize me as my girlfriends’ fiance

A short moment later my phone vibrates with a snap from you, that I quickly check.

“That’s my place, come on up ?” is written on the bottom of a picture taken down the back of your nude, slender, girly body, lying on your stomach in a double sized bed, with your rear perking up

I hear the buzzer unlocking the door, and I grab the handle and enter. On my way up the stairs my brain is cross-interrogating me; “What the fuck are you doing?” “Are you gay?” “What the hell would your girlfriend say if she found out about this” Read more »

The Weekend I turned my mom’s nurse into my little whore [Uniform/Noncon/Interracial] Part 1

This happened in the summer of 2010, after I graduated from high school. I had always been VERY interested in sex and while being an awkward asf teenager who never even dated until after this particular summer, I was always jacking off to the thoughts of many women I knew both my age and older, usually older finding them much more attractive than half the women I knew personally (usually for just being outright cunts to me in school and even since then).

My mom, bless her soul, was one of the most beloved people in my life, seeing as how being the youngest out of five siblings (all four others being half-siblings) and my parents separated -never married, really- left me living with my mother for most of my life at that time. At first she was perfectly healthy, working a part-time job helping my grandmother and the older (and hotter) of my twin half-sisters put DMV paperwork through the system. Then, my cat bit her foot after she accidentally stepped on his tail. Read more »

My Wife and the Stairs

I’d been married to my wife for seven years. Our marriage was going pretty well, though it had gotten rocky in parts. One day, my wife started going for “long walks” at night by herself. She said she needed to clear her head and walk by the waterfront. Right away I didn’t buy it – she would dress a little too nice for a night walk. When she would come home, she would avoid coming to bed right away, but when she eventually did, I could smell alcohol on her every time. I quickly surmised that she must be going to one of our many local neighborhood bars, so I resolved to follow her one night.

It wasn’t very difficult to follow her. One night, after she left our apartment, I listened for the elevator bell – as soon as she was on the elevator, I shimmied down the back stairwell (we were on the fourth floor) and managed to make it to the back of the building quickly. I knew if I didn’t hurry, I might lose her. But I moved swiftly, and spotted her leaving the front of the building, and she didn’t spot me back – her back was turned to me as she headed towards what I knew was the nearest bar in proximity to our apartment. Read more »

Bdsm/waterboarding/piss play/consensual abuse (true story) ???

My piss waterboarding story ? ??(long read and some babbling for background depth)

I remember this session so vividly as it was one of my all time favorite sessions.

My (ex)Daddy and I would plan our sessions once every week or so.
The weekend we had scheduled previous, I’d let him know the afternoon of, that I was canceling last minute.
Unbeknownst to me, Daddy used PTO to make time for me, so you can imagine how LIVID he was at me.

I knew this next session I owed Daddy big.
I KNEW he was not going to go easy on me.
I was terrified.
But to be frank, I was always terrified of my Daddy. And I’ll explain why….

A little background on Daddy, he is a cop, in EXTREMELY good shape… I used to tell him he reminded me of a Greek god statue.
He practiced BJJ. He was disciplined, and educated so not only was he physically intimidating, he was very emotionally intimidating …Every thing about him terrified me. But in all the ways I loved to be terrified. Read more »

She wants to relive and share these memories. M/F

One of my first posts here was a personal story that involved meeting a woman to strictly eat her out, then leave. She did not want any small talk, and had me go straight to the bedroom. A woman messaged me a couple days after I posted about that story. She first asked if the story was true. I told her that every bit of it was true, and I still have not heard from her. Her second question was if I would like to do something like this again? Strictly pleasure a woman. I said that I would love to and I do not need any reciprocation. Her last question was if I can write about it and post it. I was very turned on by this. I said only if she wanted me to. She replied that she did and would like to review it before I post it. I gladly complied. She wanted to be known as Cara. Read more »

Enticed Pt. 3

This is the third part of the story of my encounters in the 90s with a gay man about 15 years older than me who saw me as a near-reincarnation of his first boyfriend. These are getting a little longer each time as I’m enjoying reliving these adventures. Check my post history for earlier installments of the story of an older man’s hetero toy.

Over the first six months I’d been working for the newspaper my older friend Blaise and I had been spending more and more time together.

Of course, we kept it more or less professional at work, as much as any other friends did. What the others at work didn’t know was that for the last couple months I was his private exotic dancer — sort of; I didn’t really dance — that let him jack me off two or three times each month.

It wasn’t a bad arrangement. I wasn’t so lonely; I was getting some sexual contact — though not what I was used to; and I had some extra cash each month. And, Blaise always seemed to love our time together. But, I guess I was starting to feel a little guilty taking his money when I was the one getting the happy ending. Read more »

Fire Escape [MF] [Bondage] [CNC]

*I copied this from my old profile, so if you happen to have read it before; that’s why!*
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#2.25 AM

It’s the dead of night. A powdery film of snow on the ground absorbs or muffles the sounds of the city. In the distance, the low rumble of cars can be heard, and closer, the gentle hum of a building’s HVAC.

I’m climbing a fire escape on a rustic apartment building, trying to be quiet on the sheer metal. Following up on a request made over the phone. We’ve been talking over text for a week or so, getting to know each other, sending a few cheeky photos here and there. Flirty pics, like one taken post workout in yoga pants and a sports bra, or one taken under a blanket, with bare shoulders peeking out, hinting at the naked body underneath. Lots of messages detailing what we wanted to do to each other, and upset at the pandemic. But it was too much to wait for. She wanted me in her bed, so here I am.

#2.30 AM Read more »

[M/M] Discovering my bisexuality on a well needed vacation

It’s been a long term,online schooling was really stressful and taking 5 courses didn’t make it any easier. It’s also been a very … frustrating term. In first year, I’d gone on a bit of a sex spree. I became a borderline addict at that point. I lost my virginity at a frat party at the beginning of the year and was on a roll ever since. That all came to stop with COVID though. I hadn’t been able to see anyone in a long while. I didn’t even have a roommate so it was a really tonight time.

The term was coming to an end though, and with restrictions being loosened, my friends and I decided to rent an Airbnb near a ski resort for the winter break. We were all guys so that bummed me out slightly, but at least I was going to see another human.

Fast forward to the day after our last final, we all headed up to the Airbnb. It was a small one bedroom apartment, but it would be big enough for all of us. We were five, Matt, John, Carl, CJ, and myself. The place only had two beds and a couch, so I ended up having to share a bed with CJ. Read more »

Just roommates, right? Part 5 [MF]

After a busy day at work, I get back home and my roommate is there alone with her boyfriend. They’re on Ubereats, deciding what to order for dinner. She’s dressed quite casually, in a vintage white t-shirt tucked into her light blue Levi’s, which hug her little butt perfectly. There’s a bit of tension in the room, which is apparent as I get closer to greet them. I’m looking at her boyfriend, trying to see if she’s let anything slip.

As I see her, she looks up at me, her eyes slowly taking me in, scanning up my whole body. The energy in the room shifts, and I can tell we all notice it; her boyfriend’s posture changes, as he seems a little more on edge than usual. She stands up to give me a hug, wrapping her arms around me, as I feel her tight little body on mine. She definitely isn’t wearing a bra, as I feel her chest rub up against me, feeling her nipples through her shirt. I start the embrace with one arm, trying to diffuse the situation slightly, but then decide to pull her in with almost my full force, squeezing her little torso and hearing her softly exhale in my ear, just for me. Read more »

Magick Manifesting: A Lover’s Spell

“Lover.”

For years it was nothing more than a foreign concept… Something I’d reserved for an illicit connection; A lusty dream encapsulating every explicit expression I’ve ever desired to extend to another person. Something I wasn’t supposed to have or want, yet wanted. Hungered for. Obsessed over even when virginity was all I knew. Something that only fully existed in my mind and heart, while innately and keenly aware that wishes- like words- are spells.

And so with every daydream, every silent incantation of this word wrapped in orgasms, I’ve cast longing cries upon the world to manifest my desire beyond this sensual spirit and body. In my carnal visions I am never alone: the Alchemical and Physical laws of equivalent energy are solidified and solemnized betwixt myself and at least one other. Flashing through my mind’s eye are an unending stream of moments to come: of all the want and hunger I have ever carried- matched, reflected, multiplied, and savagely enacted upon me by an equally energetic body. In my wanting I am shown that desire and Magick live in tandem in an infinite realm. With the four elements within me, my body a living offering and altar, and my bed embracing shadows unsuitable for a book… I conjured the intangible. Read more »