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Fit the slit

I watch your gaze follow my hands as they slide over my modest mounds, and down my plump tummy. I squint at the dress and pouted, “Feeling fat.”

Your eyes caught mine in the mirror, and you chuckled, “Let’s get you back into…. that one.” I glance at the mini dress I wore into the changing room, draped across the round stool at the corner, and bit my lip.

You undid my zip, and I stepped out of the unwanted dress. You handed me my own dress, and I slipped it on.

“Now, that’s better,” you whispered in my ear, as you leaned into me, and hugged me from behind. Your hands groped every inch of my torso, and I felt my body burning up with each press of your hard member against the small of my back.

Your hands found their way to my breasts, and you played with my nipples, lightly pinching them through the thin fabric of my dress. Then you took my hands and propped them up against the mirror in front of us. I watch with intense arousal as you undid your pants, and whipped *it* out. My jaws dropped as I admired its length and its veiny girth. Read more »

Bedtime, Part 1

She flopped down onto the bed with a heavy sigh, the dull thud in her head consistent. She was tired from a day at work, drained and in need of a good night’s sleep. She sighed deeply as she pulled her top off, the chill in the room causing a cascade of goosebumps to form on her skin. She shuddered gently before yawning, a deep yawn that she stretched through, her arms lifted above her head, the fatigue of the day catching up with her entirely in a brief moment. As she rubbed her eyes gently, she heard footsteps.

“Tired?”, he asked.

She looked up to see her partner standing in the door way, already nude and ready to to get into their bed. He had been working out a lot lately, the definition in his arms and chest becoming more and more apparent each time she saw him topless. Her eyes drifted downwards, lingering at his crotch. She raised an eyebrow at his semi-erect member.

A laugh escaped his lips, she had always loved his laugh. It was something that had attracted her to him all those years ago. That laugh and those plump, soft lips which framed a kind, trustworthy smile. Read more »

One Late Egyptian Night (M/F)

“Who disturbs? Enter,” came the priestess voice from within the fire lit temple chamber.

Amshun touched the bronze frog at his neck and reverently opened the heavy door.

Peering through the incense and smoke heavy air he saw the woman he came to see. Skin dark like the starlit sky, heavy in breast and belly was the demigod Naktmun of the Riverbed. Amshun had never seen a more fertile body, though it was befitting a descendent of the gods.

She dismissed him with a golden ringed wave, ”No, I have seen the farmers today. You must come all at once or not at all.”

His heart dropped in his chest. He dropped to his knees before the white robed figure.

“Please hear me, Naktmun of the Riverbed! I am a stone cutter not a farmer. I seek to plant a seed not of earth but flesh! I am cursed. Plead with your kin ,the gods, for me!”

“Oh? A seed of flesh. If you seek to plant it within myself then no amount of appeasement to my kin will let your mortal seed conquer my womb. But you look faithful. I will not deny you the attempt. Lift your eyes again and let me look upon you.” Read more »

Rosa’s Hair, pt 1

My name is Rosalita, but my friends all call me Rosa for short. That and because of my typically red hair. Well, that’s putting it a bit too simply. My hair does this weird thing where it changes colors based on my mood, or most prominent emotion. It’s usually no biggie, since I’ve learned to adapt and keep joy at the forefront, and wear shimmering waves of red atop my head… most of the time.

My other features are fairly standard, hazel eyes behind wireframe glasses, honeyed skin (that some of my girlfriends say they would kill for), full lips, broad shoulders, chest supporting a supple pair of c-cup breasts, a midriff with just a hint of muscle tone and rarely any clothing over it, and hips popping back out to complete my still developing hourglass form. My legs extend down a bit lengthy for my taste, but we all have our insecurities. That all rounds out my 5’4″ self. I try to consider myself your typical early twenties girl, just stuck with hair trying to tell the world what I’m feeling. Read more »

Sharing with my Wife [threesome, oral, swingers]

Andrea smiles at me over the young woman who sits between us, her puffy lips parted in a smirk as she winks at me. “How about another drink, Becca?” she says, rubbing the girl’s slender back in soft circles.

The girl, probably twenty two, keeps glancing up at me with soft brown eyes—like a helpless puppy hoping for a treat. “Okay, sure,” she says.

“If Becca wants one, I’ll have another,” I say, and she smiles up at me bashfully.

My wife, Andrea, flags the bartender once more. Ever flirtatious, she runs a finger down the man’s arm as she places the order. “Three more mojitos, and close out the tab,” she says.

I watch, smiling to myself as the man visibly reddens, scurrying off to take the order at breakneck speed. There’s a way to ensure proper service.

The bartender soon returns with our order: three silvery mojitos, dripping icy condensation onto the counter. My wife signs the check as I pick up my drink for a sip.

“Wait!” she says, shooing the bill away as she raises her glass. “Let’s make a toast, for the final drink of the night.” Read more »

[M4F] I will write erotica for you

Hello there.

Have you ever wondered what it’d be like to have a story written specifically for you? Catered to your every whim and desire? Reading about yourself in a story as if you were actually there.

It’s okay to dream. It’s okay to fantasize. Let the only limits be your creativity.

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[MF, CNC, Rough, Oral] Taking Everything from a Naive and Thirsty Slut (#2)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/iwm60c/mf_cnc_tease_taking_everything_from_a_naive_and/)

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#Part 2: The Tie Up

Marie stood there, waiting for his instructions, though she probably only knew that deep, deep, in her subconscious. What she was aware of was this guy wanted to do, well, do things to her she might need a safe word for… this was like those 50-Shades books she secretly enjoyed, come to life.

Only it really wouldn’t be. This wasn’t some half-assed pulp erotica. This was going to be a hungry bastard making a naive bitch drink his cum.

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“Come here Marie.” James said quietly, as he gave her a little come-hither gesture with his hand – the hand that wasn’t busy still jerking his own cock.

She did what she was told. She took steps toward the real unknown. She was brave, at least, at that point.

She stepped to him, she smiled.

He made a spin around gesture with his non-stroking hand. She complied slowly.

She thought he might, spank her ass? Why else would he want her to spin aro…

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Cops, what ya gonna do when they come for you…

Cops

Bad boy. Bad boy. What ya gonna do when they come for you?

It was my birthday and, in general, it was no big deal to me. However, all morning, there was this little voice, deep inside my psyche, squealing, “It’s my birthday!” It was not a big one, just 43, not like 30, 40 or 50. To celebrate, my live-in girlfriend was going to get Chinese takeout from my favorite Chinese restaurant. She wasn’t one to do much cooking. It wasn’t her cooking that made me love her. It was her thoughtful, kind nature and her love for sex.

My girlfriend went to work in the morning. She was an accountant and had an office about a 30 minute drive from home. I worked from home. Unless we had company staying with us, my days were usually spent alone. This was one of those alone days.

I love to be nude and, many days, like this one, I worked all day completely naked. It wasn’t, necessarily, an erotic thing for me but, that day, it was. I was all horned up and concentration on work was difficult. Read more »

My sexy latina [f]riend seduces my husband

I made a new friend recently, her name is Themida and she’s from Argentina. When I first saw her I was instantly stunned by her sexy Latina looks. She has light caramel skin and long flowing brown hair that makes every guy take a second look. Unfortunately, this meant she also got a lot of unwanted attention from guys. I could tell she enjoyed them watching her turn and stare as she gracefully made her way down the street but she definitely didn’t appreciate the one-liners, whistles and obstruction to her day. After one such occasion where she had a guy come up to her and ask for her number and insult her when she said no, she turned to me and said ‘Why is it so hard to find someone nice.’

Now I’ve been married for years now, so I have my someone nice. I didn’t really know what to say to Themida. I’m pretty but not head-turning and only 5ft1 so I don’t stand out much. I just told her ‘don’t worry, the right guy will come along eventually.’

Themida looked exasperatedly at me. ‘You don’t get it do you, I haven’t had action since I came from Argentina. I can’t trust any of these guys to treat me well.’ Read more »