Category: eroticliterature

My Sister Lizzy [MF] [MM] [BDSM] [M18] [F21]

My name is Frank and I have a story to tell you.
Growing up I idolized my sister.
Lizzy was three years older then I and my best friend.
Always helping my with my homework and my protector.

We lived with our mom in a rural area in a farm community.
Our home and land had been in the family for five generations.
Mom was divorced and worked two jobs to keep our home and land from the bank.

Because of this my sister took charge of raising me and looking after the house.
What we lacked in money we more than made up for in friends and family.

Mom did have a boyfriend Steve.
They had a very casual friendship.
I don’t think ether of them had planned to become more serious than friendship and the occasional night between the sheets.

Lizzy was by far the most beautiful and popular girl in school, every boy with nerve enough would try to get her to go out with them.
Lizzy spent a lot of time fending off her suitors.   

Try as they might, she was faithful to her boyfriend Dave.
Dave didn’t have a jealous bone in his body, he loved the idea that other tried and failed to win her favor. Read more »

Submission to Goddess

I’m always excited knowing my play thing is locked up in his cage waiting for my every command. He better be awake before me and on his fucking knees if he knows what is good for him. I roll over and see him laying there asleep. I smack him hard across the face,

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?!”

Startled and awoken realizing he has displeased me he apologizes as he knows he must. “I’m so sorry Goddess what can I do to make up for my failings?” His tiny cock caged between his legs he gets on the floor on his knees and bows down.

“Fucking worthless dog. Crawl your ass to the play closet and get my paddle. The one that has Bitch written on it. You need that imprinted on your pathetic ass.” He replies “Yes Goddess” and I watch him scurry off, head hung knowing he’s going to get beaten hard, knowing his ass will be red and the title of “bitch” will be displayed for my amusement. Read more »

An arrangement momentarily renewed

“Tonight?” The inquiry. Reflection, then an affirmation. Address followed. Thus the arrangement was renewed for a moment, and I found myself standing in the late evening in a suburban street with a light rain pattering upon the umbrella held above me.

“Ready.” Accompanied by a splash of cleavage, the message beckoned me to the front door and beyond. I entered, fumbling with the latch and cursing under my breath. Remember to breath.

You lounge before me now in a candlelit room. Expensively trussed and restrained by lingerie, you are a vision of erotic energy. I am instantly hard. Shrugging my jacket off, I close the gap between us with several strides before dropping to my knees to begin worship.

You grab my ear and give it a sharp twist before my mouth touches you. A reminder. It hurts for days afterwards. I begin with your toes, lightly kissing and sucking. My hands run up and down your shapely calves.

I roll you over so you are kneeling on the floor your ass high in the air. I swear I can feel heat emanating from your pussy, still girdled beneath the black straps. My restraint fails me and I hook a finger under the g-string pulling it aside. My tongue is in your ass in an instant. Read more »

Euphoria Hotel Part 2 (MF) (freeuse)

Andrew showered quickly and spent much of the afternoon exploring the hotel and grounds. Some parts were normal resort behavior, but he would run into a range of sexual activities that he would stop and watch for a minute before continuing on. Heading back to the hotel, he spotted a slightly chubby girl with a massive round ass, shown perfectly in her string bikini.

“Hi, can you give me a hand?” His heart leapt as her hands were pressed to ample breasts, trying to snap on her green wristband. Andrew helped as they struck up a conversation. Her name was Paige and she wanted to see everything before opting into the free use euphoria package. In the midst of her exploration, she had gotten extremely horny. “I’m want somebody to use me. Do you want me?”

Andrew was shocked by her slight shyness because he had been drooling over her body, desperately wanted to use her body all over his hotel room. “Paige, I want you to come upstairs with me. I’m going to fuck you hard and cover you with my cum.” Read more »

Perfect Release [MDOM]

As my frustration grew, so did the intensity of my typing. I muttered a curse and deleted the last few lines. At that point I wasn’t so much writing an email as I was punching a keyboard with my fingers.

I heard my door creak open and out of the corner of my eye I saw your head pop in. “Sir, you have an appointment in five minutes,” you said in a tone usually saved for angry dogs and patients in an asylum.

“I do? Dammit. Tell them I’m on my way. I’ve got to convince the committee to … just tell them I’m on my way.”

“Yes sir.”

I tried to reorganize my thoughts and find words that would let me get my point across without making a dozen people cry. Mistakes I could deal with. I could even show patience with well intentioned incompetence. But nothing makes me angrier than laziness and willful ignorance.

Several minutes later I heard you clear your throat, “Sir, your appointment?”

“Yeah just a minute,” I growled.

I deleted an entire paragraph and started over, reminding myself that a proposal of this magnitude required I used fewer four letter words. Read more »

Memories of my neighbour. [MF] (interracial, rough, squirting, piss, femdom.)

Whenever I think of that night, the first thing I think of is her skin against my own, the contrast of my pale hands against her supple caramel skin, how the sweat glistened like dew on her breasts as she pushed further down on top of me. She pushed hungrily onto my cock, driving me deeper into her wet cunt. She held onto my shoulders so hard that her nails left small red crescents on my flesh. With each thrust down she would whimper and moan under her breath, the sweet honey of her pussy was dripping down her thighs and onto my stomach. She began to rock forward and back on top of me, her cunt was now squirting all over us both, covering me, reaching onto my chest and face. I could taste her juices on my lips, just as she was on the edge of cumming on my cock she slipped her pussy off me and stood above me. I was desperate and hungry for her as she lowered her pussy onto my mouth, grabbing my hair and squeezing her thighs hard onto my head, I couldn’t see or breathe, all I could think of was the soaked brown cunt being thrust onto my waiting mouth. I licked and savoured her like she was my last meal, and I would have been happy had that been the case. Read more »

Cuck realisation at a hotel [mf][Mf][cuckold][humiliation]

You checked into the hotel with your wife, out of town foe the weekend you had booked what you thought was a nice romantic country getaway. It was not long after seeing your room you realised it was not exactly what you had planned. The grand luxury rooms pictured online were clearly dated. The room was nice enough sure, but in that way that a hotel was passed its glory days. Either way, you were determined to make the most of this weekend, your wife had made the effort too, you’d caught sight of some new lingerie she had packer in her suitcase.

Dinner and wine at the hotel restaurant followed the same lines, it was good once upon a time, it’s a bit shabby now. The hotel wasn’t even booked out on a weekend. You felt like you had dropped the ball on this one. Read more »

Babysitter Interview Fuck /[Erotic-Story]

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Synopsis:

*A man on the hunt for a babysitter arranges a few interviews to see if he can find the best candidate. The girls he interviews all have great credentials, but one goes the extra mile to get the job. When she offers her prospective employer some fun in return for the job he takes her up on it and she shows him just how far she is willing to go to land the job.*

Carter sighed as he sat at his desk and wondered what to do. The three girls interviewed so far that day all seemed to be decent candidates for the job of [babysitting](https://storyva.com/stories/babysitter/) his eight year old daughter and he was fast coming to the conclusion that making a decision wasn’t going to be all that easy. As he sat thinking the doorbell sounded and he read through the application of the last candidate of the day while he walked to let her in. The girl smiled as the door opened and Carter found himself immediately impressed by her appearance. The smartly tailored blouse and skirt flattered her full figure and the long brunette hair was tied up neatly. She was wearing enough makeup to bring out the beauty of her brown eyes, high cheekbones and full lips, but not so much that it was over the top. Read more »

Last Call (Fiction [MF] )

The lights flickered off and on in three quick pulses. Already poorly lit, the bar was momentarily submerged into darkness before being illuminated again. An electric shivering sensation coursed over the body of the rundown dive. Through the breathing and muffled grunts of conversation, a lone voice overpowered the rest.

“LAST CALL” released from the bartender’s mouth in a tone equally mixed of anticipation and relief for the final thrust of bodies throwing themselves at him in an effort to order their ending drinks of the evening. The bar was packed tonight, the smell of sweat had become palatable as the wave surged onto the bar. Bodies tightly pressed together in a unified desire for the communal need to keep drinking. The throng of people reveling in their public display of Bacchus carnality, while clothed bodies intertwined in a beastly orgy of liquids and dancing. The pulsating masses crying out together in a great need to be heard by the lone man behind the bar. Read more »

Pouring forth [M 4 MF]

“Pregame festivities are over, kitten,” I whisper in Rachel’s ear, grabbing a fistful of her dark brown hair. I lean over, pulling her toward me by her hair, give a quick nibble on her earlobe, a quick bite to the angle of her neck. I whisper “Game time, my little fuck toy.” She purrs, her body trembles slightly. Grasping Rachel’s hair, manhandling her body, I roll Rachel onto her front, glide onto my knees behind her, spread her legs just enough, grasp her hips, and position her in perfect doggy style, her sweet ass in the air, her head down, her arms clasping a soft down pillow.

My eyes travel over her gracile neck, her shoulders and well-toned back, the curve of her hips, and her rounded ass. My focus turns to her pussy peeking between her thighs, its pink-red puffy labia glistening, reaching out to invite me, to embrace me. Rachel knows full well what is about to happen; she is about to be taken, possessed, owned, dominated, and fucked. But if Rachel knows what is about to happen, she does not know how it will happen. She waits eagerly, willingly, submissively, in anticipation.
Where did this begin? We met on Reddit, chatted for a few weeks, talked on the phone a few times, and finally arranged a getaway at a secluded AirBnB cabin. On our first two days together, I took things slowly with extensive foreplay, gently massaging Rachel’s pussy with my hands, my lips, and my tongue. I played my cock head against her labia, gripping my cock and stroking up and down — the paintbrush technique I call it – before slowly, gently entering Rachel’s most intimate recesses. Read more »