Category: eroticliterature

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 15: A Natural [Mf, inc, mast, oral]

“Mm-hmm.” Becky stopped stroking her dad’s cock to grasp his left hand, pulling his wrist until his fingers made their way under the waistband of her silky panties. She pushed his hand into her sopping gash, and heard him gasp as soon as his fingers made contact with the downy fur atop her soaked slit. “Touch me, Daddy… See? Can you feel how wet you made me?”

Bill rolled further toward his baby girl, sticking his rough fingers into her dripping pussy. “Oh, Rebecca, baby, you ARE wet.”

“I get wet every time I think about you, Daddy.” She reached up and pulled his face to hers, and they locked lips in a passionate, tongue-filled kiss. She pulled her lips away as he poked her deep. “OH Yes! Finger me, Dad, finger my pussy!”

Becky moved her hand back down his chest, over his tummy, down his hip, then grasped his rock-hard cock again.

“Lift your legs, baby,” Bill growled, and pulled her soaking wet panties away from her crotch. Becky lifted her legs up high as he lifted the panties towards her feet, and kicked them off, thrilling inside that her own sweet father was undressing her. Read more »

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 14: Rebecca [Mf, mast]

Becky was still embarrassed at her display of jealousy earlier that day, and vowed to not be that way any longer. She felt she was being a baby about things, and admitted to herself that she needed to grow up, in more ways than one.

When she arrived home, she thought about how she was going to, frankly, make her dreams come true. She couldn’t bring herself to do what Beth and Stacey had done; one accidentally, the other quite on purpose.

Likewise, she had no intention of invoking any memory of her dear departed mother, like Laurie had done, since that was guaranteed to only make her father even sadder. Just remembering her mom, and how sick she was at the end, made her sad just now.

Then it hit her. The solution was right in front of her. In fact, she had told the Girls herself earlier that day. The Woman of the House.

All she had to do was be the person she already was; be the Woman of the House. Now, did she have the courage to FULLY become that person?

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Wet dreams and sandy beaches…

It’s 4:30 in the morning and I jolt awake……

*ugh fuck again?*

The pillow is in between my legs again, damp from my wetness. What am I? A 16 year old boy? What kind of grown woman has wet dreams?

*the kind that hasn’t been fucked in almost 3 years doll*

Oof okay true…..but still……my fingers reach down to inspect the damage and brush slightly against my clit. My body jerks at the touch. She is sensitive and aching, begging to be touched. The dream I woke up from starts playing again in my head. My caramel skin being kissed by the sun as I dig my toes into the sand. My margarita keeping me cool and refreshed while the head between my thighs laps at my pussy like the waves beating against the shore.

His tongue does a dance across my clit while one…..two fingers slide into me causing a moan to escape my lips. The thickness of his fingers combined with the pressure from his tongue makes me grip his hair and start grinding into his mouth. His pussy soaked fingers find their way to my tight asshole and press their way inside while he tongue fucks me and teases my clit with his thumb. Read more »

Lonely wife looking for ??

I lay here in bed bedside you. Your already softly snoring … I’m wide awake and restless. Earlier today I brought up the idea of sex tonight and I got a “maybe “. It’s been 3 weeks and I need to feel a dick inside me.

I know I can reach my hand under the blankets and quietly stroke my already throbbing clit. I can bite back moans and bring myself to a quick climax that will take the edge off. A little. I have gotten good at it.

But what do I want ? I dream of being roughy taken. With the passion that comes from someone who is as desperate as I am. I want to be bent over the kitchen counter and be fucked. Hard and fast. I want to be tied up in my bed and be used till I can’t even think straight. I want to have to wear a scarf for the next week to hide all the bites and bruises. I want to wince when I sit down the next day as I am so sore. Read more »

Hanging out with Hal. (Short story)

Writers notes: this is based on true events from the opposite parties perspective. First story so any helpful tips are welcome!

All names and locations have been changed to conceal identities.

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Hanging out with my friend has always been a blast, he comes over often and hangs out with me. We talk about a lot of personal feelings and beliefs and he’s one of those people you can just open up to and know that he’s accepting.

Now as a college student I’m away from my boyfriend, Josh, more often than usual. I normally would be able to last a week without Josh but Vicky, that’s what I named my vagina she’s such a naughty girl always craving attention, but I’ve been extra horny.

That’s why it’s been great my friend, Hal, has been comming to hangout. Not that he ever makes a move on me and satisfies me physically but I get to sit their and tease him innocently which satisfies my desires or at least Vicky’s desires. It’s great, Hal will come over and we will smoke some legal colorado bud which always makes us super horny . Read more »

Lesbians Can Have Sex Spooning Too- Cuddling turns sexual.[30F,32F]

God, I love spooning. I love how warm and safe I feel with her arms around me. I can feel her face buried in my shoulder and I’m so happy. She leaves some soft kisses down my neck, intending surely to be sweet, but of course causing goosebumps to rise up on my neck and arms. I can’t be too sexual right now… she’s enjoying just cuddling.

I lay there for a while and try not to think about how good her lips feel and how badly I want her.

Ugh I want to be filled so badly, my mind keeps wandering back to it no matter where I try to lead it. I just want it fast and hard right now…

“Yeah baby?” She says.

What? My eyes fly open- I didn’t say that out loud did I? Oh fuck- I’ve been grinding my ass into her without even thinking about it.

“Um, just… getting comfortable, sorry” I say. I don’t want to annoy her. She chuckles, and I feel one of her hands slowly slide down to my hip, while the other slides under my shirt, cupping a tit. Read more »

Egyptian Nights: A Ritual With Naktmun

“Take care my sons,” said the demigod priestess Naktmun of the Riverbed.

“Oh, please take care not to come. We must remain sanctified for my wedding tomorrow. We are almost finished.”

Amshun and his fellow manservant Zotet prepared her for her soon to be mate. She was the descendent of the fertility goddess and must be prepared for her marriage with weeks of painstaking rituals. But this was the final week before the day of Mer Ek Aaru. The only thing to do now was to massage the magic within her, whoever responded to that was her destined mate, ordained by the gods. Every year two from the race of Exalted Ones where married. Amshun had never been worthy to see this when he was a lowly stone cutter only days before, now he worshiped a demigoddess with his very own body. Unfortunately the mortals where not allowed to cum at this stage, only she and her mate would be allowed that honor this week. Read more »

Solo female masturbation……..Lonely nights

Another Saturday night alone…..another night I have to fuck myself to sleep…….sigh

Although if I do say so myself I’m getting quite good at it. I’ve relaxed with a nice glass of red wine, a hot bubble bath with rose oil, candles and music. Damn I know how to romance myself.

The heat of the water feels so good on my skin. Relieves all the stress and worries of the week. The wine relaxes the knots in my shoulders. My mind begins to wander, always going back to how long it’s been since a man has explored my body. Thinking about that last time my nipples start to harden. Remembering how good his thick cock felt sliding into my eager pussy has my hands squeezing and pinching my nipples.

The sound of my own moans make my clit start to ache. My fingers reach down and gently brush against it, making me gasp at the feeling. She’s so sensitive already……mmmm it’s going to be a good night indeed.

I drain the water and walk into my bedroom letting myself air dry. The breeze from the fan making my nipples almost painfully hard. I lay on my back and spread my legs open wide loving the breeze passing over my clit and pussy. I can feel I wet I’m getting. Read more »

Converting The Feminist Ch4 [mf][bondage][gagged][consensual slavery]

After Blake threw me back in my room, I could tell how furious he was. I knew why too. Tyler spilled some information Blake hadn’t wanted me to know and was also trying to blackmail my husband into sharing me. If Blake was serious about me being his, I would be okay. Based on that and Blake’s history of being honest with me, I had a heavy feeling in my gut he’d turn me over.

While Blake and Tyler were arguing, I took the opportunity to pick at my tape bindings. I wished my nails were a bit longer as this would have been so much easier. It also didn’t help that Blake lift the nipple clamps on me. Every time I struggled too much or got frustrated, I would end up having my nipples tugged on.

Numerous attempts were made, but none succeeded, leading to my ultimate surrender. I laid in the bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to refrain from throwing another fit or crying. I’d done more crying in the past few days than my entire life. Curiously, I wondered if I cried enough would my tear ducts dry up? Not crying ever again over the person who hurt me most would be a happy change. Read more »

[MF][Maledom] – A Good Girl Like You

I’ve always wanted a good girl like you, one who everyone would say was “raised right.” You have good manners, you’re polite and respectful to everyone even to a fault. You do good in school, help others in need, and even go to church. You can’t help it, you aim to please. You are a trusted and reliable member of your community and everyone you know would be shocked to see where you were right now, on your knees in front of me.

That’s because good girls have needs too. First there was the need to seek out release privately because no one you know could ever begin to understand this hidden side of you. Then there was first the need to message me even though I’m over twice your age. From there the need to turn into allowing me to unlock you and look inside the special world you’ve kept hidden from the rest of the world. Read more »