Category: eroticliterature

Trailer Park Girl (M/f, group)

Trailer Park Girl

I had just sat down in my lawn chair with a cold beer and a joint when I saw Gwen for the first time. She was wearing a spaghetti strap halter top that showed her whole belly, jean shorts and sneakers with short white socks. This is rural Florida and it’s not that the girls dress slutty, it’s just really hot and humid so you gotta do what you gotta do. Gwen had long light brown hair and to be honest she was kind of homely, her teeth and her ears stuck out a bit, was extremely skinny and looked just a bit disheveled. I thought she was kind of cute, but I could see why she might have a hard time reining the boys in.

I had just moved into a trailer park following work and was finally done moving all my stuff in and making sure to pack one of the rooms with boxes I didn’t want to deal with. In truth I didn’t have much stuff, I move around all the time. Read more »

The Freedom of Submission [D/s] [Spanking] [Mf] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Trans]

Her breaths tell a story.

Rapid and inconsistent, they tell me of boundless excitement as I begin the slow, measured process of sliding her panties down to her ankles.

They quicken as my hand caresses her bare, smooth bottom, lying prone in my lap. I slide my hand along the curve of her spine. She squirms at my touch. Anticipation. The build up. I watch the muscles in her thighs and calves twitch erratically with every pass of my hand. Trying to predict where the first strike will land. Trying to tense the muscle, have it dissipate the blow. Let her fantasize.

She usually learns to relax. Let it all go. Cheeks unclench, muscles soften. Her aching little hole goes slack. I alternate my caresses between her bottom and the surrounding muscles. Refamiliarizing the parts of her I’ve touched so, so many times. A long, gradual exhale tells me she’s grown accustomed to this kindness.

That’s when the first smack arrives. Hard, right at the curve of her beautiful cleft. She cries out, breath caught in her throat. Her toned rear immediately tenses. Her balls contract. I feel her tiny cock throb against my thigh. Her head hangs low, eyes clamped shut as she fruitlessly tries to squirm away from me. Read more »

How to Seduce a Woman- Sometimes men need a little guidance.

“You know why you’re single, Will,” my mouth said. A slight slur was audibly perceptible as I’d likely had too much wine.

“What?”

“Well, why you’re single.” I could hardly back down now. No matter how hypocritical it was. Here we were, sitting on his couch, after a friendly dinner, a bottle of wine and several drinks. The both of us single, and no love life on the horizon. Will’s love life seemed easier to fix than my own.

“Do tell. Why am I single?” he asked sardonically. It had been awhile since he’d humoured my desire to psycho-analyze him.

“Well,” I began after setting my now empty cocktail glass on the coffee table and settling back on the couch, one leg tucked under the other. “You’re too shy. And you don’t know how to go about seducing a woman.”

“What?” he pouted. Of course he pouted. His fragile male ego couldn’t allow him to admit that, yes, he was rather hopeless in the art of seduction.

“Even I’ll admit you’re a great catch. You’ve got that tall, dark and handsome thing going on. You’ve got all your teeth, a good job, and you don’t live with your parents. So what’s the snag? You don’t know how to seduce a woman, that’s what,” I declared matter-of-factly. Read more »

Step Sister Corruption Part 12 – Day 1 Complete (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, cons)

I got up feeling completely utterly dehydrated feeling I was covered in sweat not really caring what the girl’s were talking about.

I was about to walk out of Kelly’s room when Summer spoke, “Where you going Gabe?”

I just grunted, “Water.” And left.

I heard both girl’s call down, “Bring us some too.” Before they were back to talking to themselves. Mainly about the thrill Kelly got from giving me a blowjob and how different it was having someone coach her.

I walked each stair thinking I was going to faint in so many hours I had orgasmed roughly 3 times and I was more or less drained.

Granted give me about 10-30 minutes and the supplement coursing through my blood stream will put me back to square one.

Oh yeah and Summer had me double up on more. So I felt like I was drunk but completely and utterly wired.

Is this how people feel when they drink alcohol and mix energy drinks with it?

Being 19 years old and rarely went to a party much less drank alcohol I was just guessing the combination was about where I was feeling at the moment. Read more »

Seduced by the Teenage Babysitter (Erotic Story – Full Text)

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Even with his nose pressed right against the windscreen, Aaron could hardly see five feet in front of his car. The windscreen wipers tried valiantly to clear the deluge, but the rain was so heavy that they were struggling to make any sort of impact. Not that Aaron needed to worry about crashing as he sat in the line of vehicles slowly edging along. The downpour seemed to have come from nowhere, with the sky darkening and the rain starting to fall in what seemed like a matter of minutes. He slumped back in his seat as the traffic came to a halt again. He suddenly wished that he’d gone home after work instead of taking the decision to visit the gym. The roads leading to home were usually quieter and he suspected had he done that he would already be sitting in his house rather than being stuck in his car. There was nothing he could do though and knew he just needed to sit it out and wait for the rain to stop so that the traffic could get moving again. Read more »

From TaxiHoes to Taxi Hoe !

I had been chatting with this guy on TaxiHoes .Com and we sexted for a couple of hours before I told him I wanted more. We couldn’t meet at each others homes because we were both in relationships so I proposed a random idea.

I told him to get in a taxi to my workplace and I’ll jump on his cock while the taxi takes me home to my husband. I had on a black loose blouse tucked into a mini skirt with flair. When the taxi arrived I got inside and watched him slowly pull out his cock. It was bigger than I thought. I climbed on top of him and hugged his swollen cock with my pussy. My brown massive tits filled his mouth as I massaged his hard cock. Emotions all over the place we both moaned till he exploded inside of me.

Letters to Daddy, part 2

Letters to Daddy, part 2

There’s a helplessness in the way I hunger for you. An unquashable, unrelenting emptiness. And this patience feels like profound deprivation. Mind, body and spirit ache. My consciousness starved, begging to be nourished, knowing no manna compares to the sustenance that your care of me would provide.

I break away from desperate musings and lustful yearning, stream-of-consciousness type pleading with my mental version of you, redirecting my mind back to visualising the scene that saturates my dreams, and bedsheets.

It’s our fifth date, and we’ve discussed each and every kink, fantasy and aspect of our temperaments to oblivion. Each fear I have, each curiousity , and every shameful confession. I have no secrets around you, I can’t have secrets around you. Your spell on me leaves no room for pretense.

I still hear your resolution, every word imprinted on the darkest recesses of my wretched mind.

“I need to teach you, sweetheart. You keep talking about what you want, requirements shifting slightly every time. You know why they shift? Because you don’t really know. But I can work with that. I’m a good teacher. And you….”, you paused, your hand gently moving a strand of hair from my face…”you will be a shining student. Teacher’s pet.” My sex burned at the last word- clit throbbing, panties slick. I wanted to scream to hear it again. Read more »

Persephone and Hades (m/f)

I stared at the creature standing before me, my hazel green eyes wide with disbelief. It’s skin was the colour of spoiled meat; a pale fleshy mass mottled with light green and brown flecks that appeared marshmallow-esque and squishy to the touch. It had a light coating of downy fur covering its spindly body and thin tendrils of black, stringy hair that hung from it’s mangy head and fell to about halfway down its protruding ribcage. It’s dark eyes watched me curiously, deep ruby red in colour. It had no irises, just the glossy cornea that somehow managed to stare into the very depths of my petrified soul. It shivered slightly at the droplets of water still clinging to its skeletal body, and I couldn’t take my eyes away from the monstrosity it presented, sprawled naked across the dew-kissed grass of my backyard as it was.

“A fairy!?” I repeated harshly, my eyebrows nearly climbing my forehead. “You’re a… A fucking… FAIRY!?”

A Wendigo, or a rake, or even a skinwalker would have been my guess… But a FAIRY? That wouldn’t even have crossed my mind.   Read more »

Things I love about you…

I love this time of year, early Spring.

I love waking to the room being light and the early morning sun across your face. I like stealing time just watching you sleep, your breathing calm, your face relaxed and sexy.

I like that it’s warm enough for you to wander downstairs in just your boxers. Your hair tousled, your eyes still sleepy, your chest lightly dusted with hair, your abs still firm, your lovely snail trail disappearing under your boxer band, morning wood evident as you move.

I love that as you make your coffee you catch me watching you and rather than look away your whole face brightens and smiles back, our eyes meeting and both our smiles widening. I particularly like that you are so tactile, a ruffle of my hair and a kiss on my neck as you pass by to sit down. Often a pat on my rump if I’m standing or moving.

I love that whilst you drink your coffee and read the news your hand reaches over and caresses my arm, moving down to place your hand on mine, fingers squeezing fingers. I’m not sure you even notice you do this, this unconscious touch of affection. I love that words aren’t necessary, that this cocoon of comfort is so complete. Read more »

Letter to Daddy, part 1

I’m not out to objectify you…
But in the relative anonymity of this website, there’s a lot more I’m willing to admit than on our other mediums.
You have no idea how much I’ve thought about you…
How my body and mind are aching for you to want my submission… Need my submission, really.
My heart is pounding, thinking of you wanting me, taking me, having me, in each single identifiable and unspeakable way.
Your hands on me… Holding some parts, slapping others, pinching a few, and squeezing every. single. part.
Your cock inches from my face, glistening with precum while your harsh grip on my hair keeps it just out of reach for my lips and tongue…
But who can forget act [ii]… the adoring and brutal way it fucks my throat, mascara streaming, cheeks flushed. And you look down at me, thumbs stroking my chin and jaw.
“Baby, you’ve never looked so pretty.”.
And the best part is I know you mean every syllable- it doesn’t matter how fixed up you’ve seen me- it doesn’t matter that you’d parade me into the finest parties.

The only way I could look better, you’ve told me before, moments after painting my face…
“Red rope, bound and helpless..”