Category: eroticliterature

*“Fancy seeing you here again.”*

Fuck. Could it really be him? Shouldn’t he be somewhere in Australia right now? Chills crept down my spine and goosebumps pierced through my skin. It felt like my lungs stopped working for a second as if my breath was somehow cemented inside of me. It took me weeks, hell even months to get over him. Why the fuck would he come back now?

I took a deep breath in, releasing the tension that was now flaming in my chest, and turned around to find him standing there. Looking better than ever.

His 6’4 frame stood there towering over anyone who came close. His athletic built was well masked under his tailored suit and coat, but his entire face was exposed. That muddy black hair that I ran my fingers through was now styled flawlessly with the sides fading lightly into his thick fresh-cut beard. Read more »

At 5:14am Tuesday Morning Mrs.Rose Edelthorp was awoken by a thumping on her door. She began her morning by opening her door to a stark naked man getting fucked on her favorite mat. The fuckee was her paper boy of 4 years, the fucker was her mailman of 10 years! His huge black cock thrusting in and out of the young man’s asshole. Evidently they had been there for a while, cum and sweat dripped into puddles on her welcome mat.

At 5:18am Mrs. Rose Edelthorp was sprawled upon her entryroom floor a long black cock sliding deeper into her experienced throat. Her tits mauled from below by the paper boys inexperienced hands.

At first she was scared, trying to fight off her assailants. But as their hands groped her body, she felt herself become heated. Aroused. She hadn’t felt like this in years. Now this young boy was devouring her pussy and a rather large black man was pumping his dick in and out of her mouth. Their groans and panting were arousing her to new heights. They used her matronly body in everyway possible. Semen dripped out of her pussy, ass and mouth. The lust had begun. Read more »

Ah Anastasia lovely to see you in my office, well I say that but we need to have a serious chat about you passing this course. You are lagging behind and may I say you have the cutest behind in my class. Now it has come to my attention the reason for this is because and I quote”you are slutting yourself all over the internet for pervy old men”don’t try to deny it”baby girl” because guess who was your Daddy on Saturday night. That’s right. You know how this is going to go Anastasia it’s very simple, just like Saturday night Daddy is going to use his little slut as his personal fuck toy and you my darling will be grateful.

I can see you’re a clever girl, coming dressed for this meeting in what can only be described as a slutty student outfit, thigh highs, short skirt and I must say that blouse is is a little tight, I think you should undo those buttons. Ooh a red front fastening bra, perfect slutty attire, you are a good girl. Now let Professor S (let’s keep this professional) see you play with your tits, massage them for me, that’s right, roll your nipples between your finger and thumb, tweak them, make them hard and ready for sucking. Feel good Miss A? Read more »

I walk into a crowded bar and scan the room looking for my friends. I see them in the far back corner and I decide to order myself a drink first before trying to make my way over to them. While waiting for my drink to be poured I look to my left and lock eyes with you.

I feel a shiver go through me but blame it on the draft from the open door behind me. I look away but I am stuck with a feeling that I know you even though I have never seen you before.

I grab my drink and with a quick glance realise you are staring at me. I feel all flustered and I start to blush. I look away and start pushing my way through the crowd of people just as the band comes on to play, wondering who you are.

I am finding it hard to move through the crowd with my drink when I feel a warm body press up against me. I take a quick look over my shoulder and I realise it is you. Read more »

“Aww come on, just a little taste. I only need a little wittle bit.” Mina snuggled close to Liam who tried to focus on the television. Liam slowly tried to inch away, but Mina kept clinging closer.

They lay upon a bed together watching the latest horror series *They Knock at Night.*

“Mina, please!” Liam pushed her back.

She pouted and her body began to wiggle. “I haven’t eaten in 2 days and we’ve been stuck in this house for so~ long.”

Liam paused to look at Mina, her breasts almost fell out of her tank top and her shorts rode high enough that if he were to look from another angle he would definitely see her panties.

“Liam,” She gave him a pouty look behind her short bangs.

“Mina,” He replied and stared into her eyes.

Mina bit her lip and stared into his deep blue eyes. “Please just this once. I **need** it.”

“Fine…” he said softly. “Just this once.”

Mina squealed, sat up, and crawled closer to Liam, “I’ll only take what I need, I promise!”

Mina positioned herself between his legs and removed his joggers. While doing so Liam had looked away and stared at the ceiling. Read more »

I awoke soundlessly in the middle of the night. Instinctively, I reached out to my left and felt the outline of Savannah under the covers beside me. I listened close; steady, even breaths. She was fast asleep. Still, I wasn’t ready to turn over and go back to sleep quite yet.

I stroked the side of her face, pale in the moonlight streaming through the window, and twirled her silky hair around my finger. Not even a twitch escaped her. It was unusual for her to be sleeping this heavily. Growing more brave, my hand began to trail downwards, until it was cupping her one of her perky, B-cup breasts. I began lightly squeezing, before applying more and more pressure. Still, this wasn’t enough to elicit any response from the angel sleeping beside me. I reached under the soft cotton shirt she was wearing and began twirling my pointer finger around her bare breast, in smaller and smaller circles every time. Just as I reached her pink nipple at the center, a soft, almost inaudible moan escaped her lips. Caught.

I leaned in close to her ear, my breath hot upon her neck. “I do believe we have a liar on our hands,” I whispered. “Wouldn’t you agree, princess?” Read more »