Category: eroticliterature

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It had been several years since Mike had left the military, but he always spoke so highly of one friendship he had made during his time state-side and deployed. James, or Jim for short, was a career-long military dude who met Mike in Texas back in 2007. Mike and Jim had created a brotherly bond during those years stationed together in Texas, even roommates for most of that time. Mike now lives in Colorado with his wife Ali, and it had been a few years since Mike and Jim had seen each other since Jim continued his career and moved around with the military.

One evening Mike’s phone rang and it was JIM! After catching up for an hour or so, Jim told Mike that he would be speaking at a military conference in Denver in about a month and he wanted to take the opportunity to come visit for a couple days. Mike, ecstatic, hung up the phone and told Ali that his brother from the military was coming to stay for a few days and that she would finally be able to meet Jim and put a face to all the stories that Mike had told her over the years. That evening laying in bed, Ali pulled up Facebook and found Jim’s profile…. “Is this him? He looks good. “Yea we both used to be big into bodybuilding remember? I fell off, he didn’t and kept himself in shape, and always spent an hour or two in the gym each day.” Ali’s mind started to wander as she snapped her phone closed and went to sleep. Read more »

Sweet Nothings [F4F] (Eden’s POV)

 I stormed out of the frat house, clenching my fists. The wind blowing through my Reeses t-shirt made me shiver. Fuck Chad. It was bad enough that no one in the room did anything to help me. I was all alone here.  

 The dorm building was quiet when I walked in. Until I got to my room. Maybe the moaning and buzzing were from a scene in an erotic movie.

 But when I opened the door, Bianca was laying on her bed and grinding on a pink massager. Out of nowhere, I gasped. She turned off the massager, and sat up. 

 “What? You’ve never seen a woman masturbate before?” 

 “I have. Just…in movies.” I muttered. 

 I felt my cheeks get hot. This was shocking, but I couldn’t look away. She flipped her dark hair nonchalantly, and left the room. I took off my clothes and laid down under my purple covers. 

 Once I closed my eyes, I slid my hand into my pink panties. Then, I rubbed my clit. A wave of pleasure washed over me. Since I was in a different world, Rules 9 and 10 didn’t apply.  Read more »

A Transformational Experience [mf][tg]

Something happened to me. I’m completely different from who I used to be. It all started when I had sex with her. We were fooling around and I decided to penetrate her vagina. Big mistake. After a few strokes, I felt the vulva tighten hard around my shaft. I started to freak out and try to pull out, but to no avail. She didn’t even notice as she appeared to be having the orgasm of her life.

I tried to use my fingers to pry my dick out. I felt down there and… couldn’t find the crease. I look down and to my horror, my shaft’s skin was fusing with the skin of the vagina. I tried to tell her what was happening. I then felt a very weird tingling feeling all over my body. Strangely pleasurable.

She was still moaning, but I noticed she was getting a little bit bigger. Her arms were getting bigger. Her… boobs were starting to flatten. Her voice was getting a little deep.

“What’s going on?” I noticed my voice was higher pitched. I looked down to see my body hair falling off. My chest was starting to grow boobs. My hips were widening. My shoulders were becoming less broad. Was I turning into a girl? Read more »

The New King [MF] [Fantasy] [dragon] [preg] (my first ever erotic lit!)

Terryn Altan, the young king of Altania, sat on a throne he felt he did not deserve. His father was a great king, and a good man. Terryn felt dwarfed by the shadow he had been thrust into. A noble whelp, twenty-three summers old and unwed. The crown seemed to carry the weight of the sky on his head.

He looked around the throne room. Barren, save for the guards that stood at the doors and beneath the throne. The tapestries depicting his family’s glorious history hung stiff, as if frozen by the winter wind. It was eerily still, especially following the rush of his father’s death, and his coronation.

He was waiting. A powerful but anonymous individual had requested a private audience with him. He knew nothing about this person save that his vizier had warned him to accept the request immediately. Someone who was capable of putting such respect into a grouchy old man like him must be important. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 5 (plot, love, cons, friends)

“For fucks sake. Are you fucking blind?”

I heard Coach Morrison yelling at the ref for missing the obvious penalty. I wanted to snicker at Coach but at this moment I had to agree.

The crowd was in agreement with coach saying that the ref missed the penalty. Some of them were even saying that the ref was making sure the opposing team would win this game.

I looked behind me to see Amanda with the cheer squad silently watching the game before the specialty team goes out to receive the punt coming our way so they can cheer them on.

Amanda always took my breath away no matter how many times I looked at her. Now with her in her cheerleading outfit just made me wish this game was over so I could at least speak to her before we had to go home for school tomorrow.

I shook my head. I had to focus on the game and make sure I win.

I looked back at the game just to watch the opposing team make their field goal. Great now they were 3 points ahead. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 4 (plot, love, cons, friends)

walked my way towards Amanda’s place. I had already taken my bath and gotten my body semi relaxed. I didn’t want to take too long in my bath so I only laid in my bath for maybe twenty minutes. The image that Amanda had sent me made me shorten my bath and quickly gotten dressed.

Now only maybe forty minutes had passed since I said I would be at Amanda’s. I didn’t want to arrive at her place with her sleeping that would be a total bummer. I wanted to sprint over to her place but I was afraid I wouldn’t have too much energy to actually have sex.

I laughed at the comment and immediately spoke to myself, “Yeah right.”

I walked in the dark thinking of all the things I wanted to do to Amanda.

The thought of sneaking over to her house and having sex with her while her parents were asleep really turned me on. The entire time I was walking towards Amanda’s the bulge in my pants wouldn’t go down. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 3 (plot, love, cons, friends)

“Come on you lazy bums. I want to see some hustle.”

I ran in full gear running laps listening to my coach yell at us. Thanks to one of my teammates pissing off the coach we have been awarded to running ‘Geronimo’s’ for the remainder of practice.

I ran quietly dreading hearing coach blow his whistle. If he did blow his whistle whoever was last in the line would yell ‘Geronimo’ and sprint his way to the front of the line. Once that said person made it to the front then the rest of us would have to keep up the pace until we heard the coach blow his whistle twice. This always kept up until the coach blew his whistle long enough and then tell us that practice was over. Usually when we ran ‘Geronimo’s’ a lot of the team would end up puking.

I hated when someone on the squad pissed off the coach. Usually I refrained from pissing off the coach because after practice was done whoever pissed off coach got a soap beating afterwards. And those are never fun. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 2 (plot, love, cons, friends)

I woke up to my usual routine of getting ready and making sure I had my homework in my backpack. 

As I left my house I heard my mom call for me.“Don’t forget your permission slip that your father signed for you so you can return to the football squad.”

I quickly grabbed the slip my mom held out for me.“Thanks mom.”

My mom smiled at me and simply stated, “Have a good day at school hun.”

I smiled back and walked my normal route to school. 

The entire walk I prayed to myself hoping that Amanda had already left for school so I could walk in peace to school.  And who knows I might be able to figure what I was going to do about her.  I laughed to myself and realized that I doubt I will ever figure out what I was going to do about her.

Lost in my thinking, I finally heard her speak.“You idiot.”

I looked over to see Amanda sitting on her pouch obviously waiting for me.

I simply looked at her, “How am I an idiot?”

She walked up to me so she could face me. Read more »

Sins from my Stepmother, Book 1 (Ch 4-5) [MILF, inc, cheating, young old, consensual]

**Sins from my Stepmother: Forbidden Desires**

*This is a work of fiction.* *Any resemblance to actual or past events and individuals is entirely coincidental.* *All characters are 18 years of age or over.*

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**IV**

After the Fourth of July episode, I felt emboldened enough to make my first move. I was enjoying a beer in the pool one afternoon listening to the cicadas humming in the heat when I felt a shadow cast over my inflatable ring. I lifted my dark glasses and was blinded by the sunlight reflecting off the pool’s limestone edges. My pupils adjusted and I looked up again to see Mom peering down at me. She was wearing a clingy, red one-piece swimsuit that showed off her deep cleavage and firm ass.

“Enjoying yourself, honey?” She asked, raising an eyebrow and motioning at the bottle of beer in my right hand.

I mumbled something about taking a break and dropped my sunglasses back down to make sure she couldn’t see my eyes racing over her body. Read more »

Spooky Halloween smut. WARNING this smut is actually disturbing. Very scary Halloween smut featuring Satan. Part 1

Sleep escaped me on that night. My mind couldn’t be still. It tossed and turned and thought of things that you only really think of when things feel off somehow.

Am I going to lose my health? What if my teeth fall out? What if my hair falls off? What if I lose my arms and legs? What if I am framed for murder? What if they give me the chair? What if I discover that you are still completely conscious after death and I’m put into my grave and buried “alive” and I have to spend the rest of eternity in this state of trying to sleep but never being able to find it? What if that’s what is happening right now? I sit in bed and stand completely still thinking of these awful questions. I might actually just be dead. This might actually be what death is.

I sat up in my bed and turned on the light. I looked down at my hands. “I’ve never seen a dead body turn on a light and look at itself before.” I thought. That would suggest I am not dead. Read more »