Category: eroticliterature

Drugging and raping Charlotte [lesbian, drugging, sleepy, half conscious, submissive, rape, gang rape, insertion, impregnation, cum]

nisa grinned evilly as the beautiful charlotte ate the first spoonful of her soup, not knowing that as she’d turned to speak to another researcher nisa had dumped the little white pill into the steaming hot miso.

the two women were currently in the field kitchen. charlotte was technically nisa’s boss, but nisa was hoping that after tonight that would change. hopefully charlotte would be fired and nisa promoted to replace her. her heart thumped in her chest as the short-haired brown girl pretended to nod and laugh at everything charlotte was saying. was it her imagination or were the white girl’s beautiful green eyes starting to dilate?

‘I just think you should be a model or something instead of doing fieldwork like the rest of us.’ nisa said, reaching out to run charlotte’s dark blonde hair through her fingers. charlotte giggled in a way that she usually never did, her small breasts jiggling under the polo shirt she’d worn to dinner.

‘no, you’re so beautiful though,’ charlotte replied, her voice slurring a little as she reached out to stroke nisa’s cheekbones. ‘your eyes are so warm and chocolate…’ Read more »

[M/F] The Choice….

He stared at her intensely waiting on her answer, growing more and more impatient.

“Well? Don’t make me wait all fucking day.”

She smirked at his sharp tone and lifted an eyebrow at him. She was enjoying making him wait for once. Enjoyed pissing him off just a little.

“You came to me. You approached me remember, love? You don’t get to rush me.”

His jaw clenched so hard she thought she could hear his teeth cracking. He hated being told what to do. It meant he wasn’t in control and he was always in control. He expected, no *demanded* to be in control and oh how she enjoyed taking that from him.

“Do not push me babygirl. It’s not a hard question. You either want to be mine or you don’t. It’s that simple.”

He got up from where he was sitting and walked the length of the table to her. She tried so hard to act like his presence didn’t bother her but he could tell she was excited, even a little scared. She took a sharp breath through her nose when he hooked his finger under her chin so she could look in his deep blue eyes. Read more »

Opening her up.. Part 2

As our kiss deepened, I began to lower my hand to her breasts. I used my fingertips to trace over the curve of her breast, just teasing over the nipple. I did this several times before I felt Sarah’s tell tale back arch, letting me know she wanted more of what I was doing. I began to increase the pressure of my touch, letting more of my hand touch her breast. I took her nipple between my thumb and finger and squeezed ever so gently, again the arch. I broke the kiss to whisper in Sarah’s ear that I would like to taste her breasts when she was ready. I continued to stroke and pinch till I felt Sarah’s hand in my hair, against my head. With the softest of touches, Sarah was pushing my head down towards her cleavage. Read more »

Brotherly Love [M/F, Incest, Drunk Rape, Revenge]

If there was one thing that ruined a party—at least as far as Jack was concerned—it was his sister.

It wasn’t that it was a bad party. One of the perks of living in a college town was the wild parties thrown for every conceivable excuse, fueled by regular trips to the liquor store and the adventurous impulses of students enjoying their first years away from home. Jack liked to avoid the more extreme ones—being 28, he’d already learned that it wasn’t the booze or the hangover that made a party great—but that still left him plenty of options for more relaxed, more mature get-togethers among the grad students and other alumni.

And who didn’t enjoy a good Halloween party? He’d pass on the costumes and prank wars, but it was still one of his favorite holidays. There was just something about it that helped people relax, as if by being given the chance to be someone else, they could really be themselves. So of course he’d accepted when his old roommate Sam reached out with an invitation. He’d been looking forward to the party all week.

But then there was his sister. Read more »

The Business Deal (MF)(bd)(Mdom)(interr)(nc)(oral)(piv)(reluc)(voy)(wife)

Ben and Patricia are a middle aged couple, and happily married for 15 years, Patricia was a teacher and Ben owned his own small business making a product and it was a growing business, still just making a small profit but it was a profit! Ben shipped all over the country and had several customers that made large orders from him, but one in particular was his biggest customer, his name was Cam, and he was in Atlanta, several hundred miles away from where Ben’s company was, about a year ago he was on the phone with Cam and talking over a order and at the end of the call, Cam said that he had been on Patricia’s Facebook page and he just wanted to see our family pictures, he went on and on about how pretty Patricia was, Ben thought it was a little weird but he said thank you for the compliment, and how he knows that he was a lucky man and left it at that, Cam usually would call in orders a couple times a month and Ben started noticing that Cam would always bring up Patricia, asking Ben to tell her things like he was sorry for putting so much work on Ben and keeping him busy all the time, and taking time away from her, things like that, after a while he started to feel like Cam had a thing for Patricia but he didn’t worry about it, I mean he lives 500 miles away so Ben just let it keep going Read more »

[M-adult/F-teen] [1st] [college] MOVING INTO THE DORM – an erotic story of old and young, manipulation and old fashioned losing of virginity

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It was really sweet of Ronald to drive me to the University. He is my Mom’s first boyfriend since the divorce, and on the drive down he told me a funny coincidence – that he used to go out with a girl who went to my school. I asked if that was back when he was younger, but he said “It was about a year ago; she was just about your age.”

I blurted “You mean you were dating someone who was only 19?” And then he laughed and asked if that was OK with me and then it made me feel so conventional that I laughed too.

I thought Ronald would probably head back after he helped carry my stuff up to my room, but he sat down on the bed and took his jacket off, and started chatting. And then he told me if I needed someone to talk to, he was there for me. Read more »

Trying to seduce my cousin

Me and my cousin Vanessa have been close for a while and I felt like we always have had sort of a sexual tense in between us ever since we got to high school. We would always cuddle together at family parties and she would always try to be touchy in any way when ever we would sit together. I’ve never really tried to make a move because she is pretty innocent in a way but I would slap her ass when nobody was around, brush up against her, laying on her warm breast when no one was around,and long tight hugs of course but nothing too much that would alarm her that I’m trying to make love to my older cousin. Read more »

Allie’s Eighteenth Birthday Party [MF] [Age Gap] [Friend’s Daughter]

Mike and I had known each other for a few years now from work. We didn’t grow up with each other, but we already felt as if we did within the first year. Being guys in our early 30’s, we found every opportunity we could to get away from the stress of life and just sit back and have a few beers.

My name is Jake. lived alone, a few minutes from Mike’s house. Four years prior to this event I had a divorce and had to move into an apartment to save money. Mike lived with his wife (although they fought) and daughter, who was turning 18.

Mike’s daughter, Allie, was having a party thrown, because why wouldn’t she? It was in the month of June, roughly six weeks before she would leave for her freshman year of college. The arrangement was made that Thursday night Mike and I would get off our shift a little earlier to help set up at his house. Read more »

A Hard Days Reward [POV] [degrade] [tease] [

What do I say… It’s been a long day at work and you lay on your bed, all splayed out. You hear a knock on your door, you say “Enter!” I walk in wearing a light blue v-neck tee and grey jeans. I say “Hey, you look exhausted”, you reply “I am”. I lay down next to you on my back, my head resting on your bicep. You turn to your side and face me as I do the same. Your right shoulder is under my neck and the other over. We are at eye level and we just stare at each other. My right-hand starts to move from your mid-back to your ass. I squeeze it and you smile. You nestle closer till we’re nose to nose. I lean in and tilt my head to kiss you. The first soft and graceful; the second a little sloppy, and the last, full-on french kissing, tongue and cheek all the way. You feel a pressure press against your pussy. You squirm in your skin, thrilled with excitement. I take my right arm and wrap it fully around you and then roll so I’m on my back and you’re on top. I take off my shirt while you get up on your knees and slide my grey jeans off onto the floor behind you, followed by my briefs. You lift the bottom of your tank top And pull it off. Then you undo your bra and fling it against the door where it hits and drops to the floor. I’m looking at you in awe. You look at me and ask “What?” I reply with “I’m only appreciating what I have.” You say dominantly “No, what I have”.  You rub your pussy against my throbbing penis, teasing me. You see me tilt back my head a little and bite my lip a bit. You go back and forth until you’re ready. You get up a little and start to slide onto my cock when all of a sudden I grab your hips and pull you down onto me hard. You’re surprised by my unusual savage nature. You’re filled with this unexplainable energy and just a bit of pain. I sit up and hug you tight and then roll over so you’re on the bed. I let go of you and you lay there anticipating my next move. I push up off the bed and start thrusting into you. You moan a little and passionately at that, “Harder you fucker” I increase the speed and timing of my thrusts and say “You bitch, never call me that!” You are taken back at what I had said, but you don’t care cause you can feel it. The energy coursing through your veins, the lust you feel in your heart, and the overwhelming feeling of gradually coming closer and closer to an orgasm. I put my hands on your tits and squeeze your right one gently. And then you feel it all at once the sensation like your sex is numb but so sensitive, and then I thrust harder and harder increasing my speed each time until you scream and your cum oozes all over my cock. You look up drained of energy and notice I’m still hard and waiting for my orgasm yet. So you think ask to suck me off but before you can I stroke myself back and forth until I cum all over you. Across your stomach and up onto your breasts. Then I lay exhausted, completely drained of energy next to you. I find your hand and I hold it. You can’t help but notice not only mine but your cum on my hands and how you’re drenched, but you look over at me and I’ve peacefully passed out already and you look back at the ceiling and drift slowly asleep. Read more »

[MF, blowjob/facefuck, hairpulling, mild Mdom] More witching hour fun, from her perspective

I’ve always had trouble sleeping. You’ve known that, practically since you’ve known me, hell, it’s one of the many things we have in common. The other major thing we have in common is really liking sex, really *needing* sex… and frankly, liking and needing the same *kind* of sex. That is to say, sex when you take charge, order me around, take what you want from me, use your strength against me and fuck me until I scream, only to finally say those words that send shockwaves through me – good girl. I love being good for you, and you love that what is mine, is yours.

It was very early in the morning. I could tell that it wasn’t the middle of the night but that the sun had yet to rise behind the not completely effective blackout curtains in the bedroom. I checked the little clock on the nightstand, 5am… of course it was 5am, I was, after all, punctual to a fault. Read more »