Category: eroticliterature

[MF] [oral] [voy] [exh] A TRIP TO THE ALLERGIST – After reading this erotic story you will be rushing to make a booking at the allergist.

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I need to tell you about something wild that happened to me at the allergist’s today.  But first I need to fill you in on some background.

I used to be sexually adventurous in college, but since I had moved in with my fiance, the love of my life, I had calmed down.  I love her so much, but she’s not exactly a firecracker in the sack, or at least, not that I have ever seen.  Needless to say, I’m sexually frustrated and I watch a lot of porn and read tons of stories on the net.

Anyhow, my allergies were getting worse and I had to do something about it.  I hadn’t been to this doctor before, and chronic sinus pain prompted me to call the allergist that my fiance goes to.  She had told me that Dr. Hasid-Khmeer was “very hands-on,” an excellent doctor, and “very experienced.”

I wasn’t looking forward to seeing some weird arrogant little Pakistani guy who makes $150,000 a year and barely speaks English.  That’s my first reaction to hearing the name of a foreign doctor. Read more »

[MF] [hot-wife] [cheat] MY HAPPIEST HALLOWEEN – an erotic Halloween story of a bard housewife and a teenager’s fantasy fulfillment

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I didn’t have any happy Halloween memories growing up as a child. My stepfather was something of a control freak and he liked to keep the family terrified with stories of kidnappers, molesters, and other monsters. After listening to these stories all year round, the idea of going outside and actually knocking on strangers’ doors seemed like suicide.

I walked around the block with my mother and braved a dozen houses before asking to go back home. My mother, who saw Halloween as yet another chore, was happy to have it over with so soon. My half-brother liked Halloween more because it was an excuse to dress up like the monster he was.

For me, Halloween didn’t become special until Liz and Rob moved in next door. Rob was a marine and Liz was his stay-at-home hotwife. Looking back now, I realize their names must have been Robert and Elizabeth but to us, they were always Liz and Rob. My stepfather instantly hated Rob who he called “a dumb-ass jarhead” while my mom took up hating Liz because the twenty-something lady was “trailer park trash.” Have I mentioned that my parents were assholes? Read more »

In Space, No One Can Hear You Moan [F] (Slime creature, Tentacles/tentacle rape, SciFi, Cryostasis, Vore)

You awake to a pain in your arm. Your body is cold, the flesh is exposed. You aren’t shivering, but you feel chilled to the bone.

A light in front of you taunts your eyes awake, it’s a text screen, but you aren’t conscious enough to make sense of it yet. You try to take a breath, but you feel something down your throat and so you cough. The thing in your throat travels upwards and is extracted from your mouth causing you to gag, and you cough some more. But you are breathing on your own again, sucking in cold dry oxygen and expelling tepid air into the space. Something moves in front of your face and you follow it with your head and blurry eyes, both still stiff from being asleep and so you don’t catch it in time before it disappears out of sight.

Your body feels like it’s in a frozen lake. Weightless and chilled to the core. Arms lay by your sides that you can barely feel, as well as your feet outstretched below you. A strange sensation, then a burning feeling occurs in your groin. This wakes you a little more. Read more »

1 Slave , 2 Slaves , 3 slaves… For me . [femdom]

“Hmmmm who will I choose today? ”. I said slowly walking down the line of my slaves , caressing each one as I made my way pass them. “All of you will have a chance to show me what that tongue of yours can do . If you do well you can stay and just might get to play with me longer. If you don’t… well …you will just have to watch as the others satisfy me . Do I make my self clear? “ I said as I took off my red gown allowing them to see and admire their beautiful caramel skinned mistress .

“Yes Mistress” they said in unison .

“Good.”

One by one they made their way to me .

“What the fuck is wrong with you …didn’t I teach you to eat my pussy better? Next.”

“That’s too hard, stop it . Next!”

“You were doing so well and you just had to spoil it huh? “ I said pushing off my last slave .

I got up in frustration and grabbed my flogger. “Out of the three of you … not one of you could eat my pussy right!!!!?” Read more »

Two Girls, One Pillow (ff, descriptive, short and sweet)

Her mouth was warm and inviting. Her tongue was soft and needy. I hold her face to mine, taking control of the kiss. She moans in my mouth almost wimpering.

The movie blares in the background. But we don’t care. The popcorn is cold. But we’re not hungry for that.

The couch is small so we hug each other tightly, fighting for flesh to touch and caress. I’m almost ontop of her. We’ve never gone this far before. Our first times. Our chests press together, our erect nipples making contact through our thin shirts. She lifts her shirt up, exposing her beautiful breasts to me. I kiss the circumference of them and circle her nipples with my tongue. Her body is clean and fresh. Her nipples are sensitive. Her cheeks flush dangerously red and her legs squirm.

I suck on them nervously, hoping she is enjoying it. Her head falls back, as a small moan jumps out. I come up to kiss her neck slowly and teasingly.

“You taste so good…” I moan in her ear, licking her neck, twisting her nipple between my fingers. Read more »

Student Assistant (fm)

She glanced at the hall again. The light in the bathroom was still on.

She tried to focus her attention on the tv in front of her, now blaring ads for a new air fryer. She heard movement again. Her eyes darted back in the same direction, waiting for him. She needed to distract herself.
She glanced at the clock. Quarter past nine. She should be in her dorm. Fast asleep. Maybe dozing off at least.

The creak from the floorboards indicated he was coming back down the hall. She held her breath and hugged her knees to her chest.
He appeared around the corner, acknowledging her again with his boyish smile which made her heart melt every time. She smiled back at him, letting the grip of her arms around her legs relax.

“Do you want some coffee?” He asked politely with his low voice. Read more »

The Assistant 9 [affair]

Kylie looked into Anthony’s eyes and saw how worried he was.

“Just this once and I won’t ask again,” Kylie said.

*It’s not that I don’t want you to ask, just not here* he thought. Anthony kissed her, pressing her against the door and his hands sliding up her legs. He slipped his finger along her slit.

“God you’re so wet,” he breathed.

Kylie had unzipped his pants and snuck her hand inside his pants to grip his cock. Anthony moaned when she did.

“Mmm, so hard,” Kylie said, silkily.

She carefully pulled him through the fly of his pants and knelt before him. She looked up into his eyes and gave his cock a little lick.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

Kylie slowly slid her lips down his shaft, her hand holding at the base. Anthony grabbed her hair to hold it back so he could watch her suck his cock.

“Oh my God,” he moaned.

This was the hottest thing he had ever done. He loved that he was in his suit and she was in her professional attire sucking him off. He watched her hand slip between her legs and she hummed as she touched herself. Anthony let his head fall back as he enjoyed the sensations. Read more »

I’m On His Side (fm, cheating)

I’m On His Side (fm, descriptive, cheating)

I walked into their house. Unannounced, like I was used to. I dropped my bag at the little table by the door. Now that I was inside, I could hear voices. Loud and strained. They’ve fought before of course. Like all brothers did. But this was not like other times.
Then I heard something smash. A chair? A window? I bolted upstairs. I made it to my boyfriends room. Books were scattered all over the floor and his desk had been flipped over with all his belongings on it. When they saw me they paused. From where they were standing I couldn’t tell who flipped the table.

The air was thick with tension and they were standing close to one another as if they were about to fight. I asked what was going on and no one answered me. No words were spoken as my boyfriend took my hand and led me downstairs and back out of the house. I looked back at his older brother, who was left in the middle of the mess they had created. We got in the car and he started driving. As we drove, I asked him what had happened. He said nothing. I asked him who flipped the table. He said he didn’t want to talk about it.
We pulled up to a car park that was nowhere. He and I remained in the car. He had calmed down slightly and was just looking out the window. Read more »

SLUTARELLA (mind control/blowjob)

Based on a prompt from dirty writing prompts. Would link to it if I knew how, sort of a reddit novice. I actually really liked what I came up with and may want to do a series so I decided to post it here. Haven’t done a lot of writing so any feedback at all is welcome. It’s meant to be a little funny.

Julia James meticulously analyzes the lab results. Dr. Bigg said her conclusions will decide if they continue with the next stage of experimentation. Talk about a big deal! After two years of being lab assistant to the acclaimed Dr. Richard Bigg this is the first time he ever let her run lab tests entirely on her own. He will be making his decision on whether they will progress to the next stage or continue running tests based entirely on her report. If erroneous it could cost them months of backtracking. 

After hours of jotting down findings and examining her notes a finished report finally emerges. Anxious and tempted to perform the tests all over again, she instead picks up the report and heads for Bigg’s office. The office door is shut and locked with a little sticky note posted on the front.  Read more »

Undisciplined [MF]

The rattled jangle shook him as half jumped. Eyes burning for a second before he looked to his side. Slightly discombobulated he saw the blur of what was his quarter filled Tom Collins.

She’d lied down her bags on the kitchen table. The keys strewn on the island.

His arms and upper body covered with small bumps under his slightly hairy, salt and pepper covered chest. He’d fallen asleep kicked back in only his lounge pants. Slightly cold and shivering he came to.

Unstrapping her heels she’d hoped to clear him. Not noticing him as she fully was transfixed on getting them off. Not seeing him standing in the kitchen entrance way. Hands in his pockets he merely cleared his throat. Now it was her turn to jump. “You, um..aaa…scared me.”

She saw him looking down at his watch. She was playing nonchalant as best she could. Taking her shoes both in one hand and carrying them as she headed to the table. “Enjoying your drinks? You should check out this little skirt I found tonight. So cute, I bet you’ll ju….”

“What have we discussed?” He said sternly. Not raising his voice. Just direct and with purpose. Read more »