Category: eroticliterature

Freshman Orientation Leader Tales – Henry & Lisa [FM]

“Welcome Parents and Student to Freshman Orientation!!!” The shout was met with mild enthusiasm from the auditorium. My eyes rolled to the back of my head knowing that the day was about to be filled with hordes of eighteen year olds, most of whom would have probably failed to put on any deodorant, and parents asking the same questions about their gifted children. I took a deep breath and felt the strange performance polo fabric move with my chest. My head turned to the side to look at the line of my fellow orientation leaders next to me. Everyone was either yawning or in a total daze, except for Lisa. She was smiling and looking at me. I smiled back at her and pantomimed raking my fingers down my face. I made a silent screaming face which evoked a snicker from Lisa. Behind Lisa one of the professional staff members of our orientation team saw me and shot a death glare at us, pointing to the stage to re-focus our attention.

“And now we will have the students and parents break out with our fabulous orientation leaders!” Read more »

Waiting. [D/s] [obedience] [impact] [Mf]

She waits.
In silence, in darkness, still and calm, she waits.

She waits.
On her knees, head bowed, eyes softly closed, arms hanging loosely by her sides, the backs of her hands lightly brushing the pile of the carpet.

And still she waits.
He has ordered it. She yearns to please him, to demonstrate her devotion. He asks, she does.

He had been here. He dressed her in stockings that laced around her milky smooth thighs.

She waits.
Remembering the gentle touch of his fingers as he tightened the laces, checked the sheer black sheaths were secure. She remembers how his hand slid possessively down her leg, urging her to raise one foot, then the other as he had her step into her silky black thong. He had secured the black bra across her back, brushing her nipples lightly before encasing them in the fabric.

She waits.
Remembering. Her nipples respond as if he still caresses them.

In a soft voice he told her how beautiful she looked, with her red hair cascading over her shoulders, her ample tits held proud on display in the balconette bra. She had blushed, had peeked at him from under her eyelashes as he had caressed her cheek. Read more »

Father and Daughter hide out in the storm (FM) – part 3

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ibna2h/father_and_daughter_hide_out_in_the_storm_fm/)
[part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ic4u34/father_and_daughter_hide_out_in_the_storm_fm_part/)

We drove for a bit longer in silence, neither of us wanted to say anything. The rain had let up but was still bad, but we could see at least. After a few more minutes, my dad pulls over hands on the wheel and starts to speak.

“Jamie…..about….what happened” He starts to speak slowly, I turn to him as he turns to me. I jump and start to kiss him; he returns the kiss. My hands snake into his pants to feel him getting harder, dropping my face down to start sucking him. “Oh fuck baby” he moans as he starts to drive. We drive for a bit when I feel him pull in somewhere.

“I’m getting us a room” he says pulling me up as he gets out. I look out and see we are at the shittiest motel I’ve ever seen. I watch him run in as I look around, there is a woman wearing a jacket and what appears to be fishnets, smoking a cigarette staring over at me. “Oh god” I said out loud as I realized she was a hooker and probably wasn’t liking the competition. Another one came out, even more haggard as the first pointed at me. This place was practically a whore house and we would be staying here. Read more »

Hurt me Sir [bdsm] [pet play] [SSC]

I need to kneel down on the harsh ground waiting for Sir to arrive, I was told to wait in the forest near my house. The place where I dommed Sir last time. 
I waited there, not sure if Sir will find the place, scared of what’s about to happen, but excited. 
I know I’m scared from Sir, but being scared makes me wet and ready for Sir to use me like a slutty kitten. I hear a car coming, and I’m closing my eyes like Sir told me to do. I hear the door closing and I’m getting wet from the suspense that is slowly crippling in.
I hear Sirs voice over me, I’m bowing down, showing him that I give up my power and I’m ready to be used for his needs. I trust Sir and I know he wouldnt hurt me, and yet the tears are slowly making their way down my cheeks, Sir is asking me if everything is okay, I’m meowing back, and nodding my head. I hear Sirs footsteps getting closer, I’m trying to guess where he’s coming from, but with no luck. All of a sudden I feel his hand on my hair, yanking me back and pushing me to the hard ground, I’m moaning and crying louder, Sir is pulling my hair back to his leg, letting me feel him, I’m ever so grateful for his touch and I’m cherishing every second, and meowing to say thank you. Sir is taking off his pants and telling me to open my mouth, he pushes his underwear that are wet from me, into my mouth and then spitting on my face, I’m crying and smiling. I want to be good for my Sir, I have too.
Sir is telling me to crawl, I’m crawling while he is yanking my hair and pushing me like a doll to wherever he wants me to be. 
He pushes me next to a tree, making my back scratch on the hard wood, sir is telling me to stay where I am, and I’m not moving.
I feel his flogger hitting my body, I want to flinch or run away but I cant, I have to stay still to please my Sir. I’m moaning in pleasure from his pain, and I’m moving my ass to show that his kitten wants more, I’m.purring and trying to make myself as pretty as I can.
I feel Sirs hand on my back, scratching me, and biting my ass, I’m sinking into his pain, into his suffering and into his caring hands.

I finally satisfied my long-standing bird fetish [MF][weird erotica][fetish][body-mod][acquired taste]

Have you ever heard of avisodomy?

Avisodomy is the act of having sex with a bird. This is a fantasy that I’ve harboured for as long as I can remember, and it forms the foundation of my sexuality. All bird species turn me on, but I have a special proclivity for hens and swans which I find have a majestic, feminine beauty to them.

Looking back, this budding passion clearly motivated a few of my pre-sexual experiences. As a small boy let loose on my grandfather’s farm (I grew up in a city in the south of England, but my grandparents owned a farm up north), when no one was around, I’d slip into the chicken pen and snare a poor bird in my grip. Then, using one hand, I’d spread the feathers of it’s behind until I found it’s cloacal opening. Beyond the comprehension of my undeveloped mind, I derived a supreme pleasure from massaging the hole with my index finger and slowly pushing it inside.

For those who don’t know, birds don’t have a separate sexual organ and anus, instead they have a cloaca, which is basically a universal hole for shitting, fucking, and laying eggs. Read more »

The Story of Cunt II: Day Two [BDSM] [public] [forced]

Cunt woke up in a daze. She was on the ground, face down, with her hand on her crotch. Where was her underwear? Oh, right, she didn’t have any on, but this wasn’t her skirt. Did she go out drinking last night and have too much fun? Was this urgent horniness a symptom of a hangover? And who was this creep that was sniffing her crotch? She turned around to tell off some douchebro when she realized that the douchebro was a dog being walked by a conservative-looking, middle-aged woman whose face showed equal parts shock and disgust. If she was more brave, Cunt would have offered to lick her cunt for a dollar, to show her how shameless she was, but of course, Cunt wasn’t more brave, so she just looked up at the woman, apologizing and trying to cover herself up. The woman looked down on her, as if she was about to use the newspaper in her hand to swat her on the butt to show her the error of her ways, but instead she just made a disapproving noise and began to walk away. Of course, her dog didn’t, continuing to sniff at Cunt curiously, having never seen a creature quite like this. The middle-aged woman came back to Cunt and used her newspaper to swat the young dog on the nose, telling him to get going. Then, as if her inhibitions had just worn off, the woman looked down on Cunt, spit in her face in disgust and walked away. Cunt was first dumbfounded, then aroused all over again. She wanted to start masturbating again, but there were people in the park now. She had to leave. Read more »

I decide to tease one of my most demanding massage clients (Mf)

Sarah looks at the screen before smiling and looking inquisitively at me.

“Miss Gomez? As in Christina, your first client?”

I raise my eyebrows, giving her fair warning, she knew I didn’t like getting into more personal details at work. She knew this was business.

“Yes, the same. It’s business Sarah you know this.”

“Of course, it’s just business. Enjoy your evening Ben.” She smiles meekly and flings her coat on, jingling her house keys in her hand before. “Catch you tomorrow.”

I nod and watch her leave, straight into a blustery swirl of leaves and sidewalk debris spinning around her, the New York weather was turning, Winter was firmly on the way. Taking a quick toilet break, I sigh deeply, it was just us two all alone again just like that first time and what was worse was I don’t think I can keep my hands off her for more than a few seconds this time.

As I go to walk back into the massage room I hear her sweet voice ringing out behind me.

“Hey Ben. Long time no speak.” Read more »

The bimbofication of Tara (part one)

I want to turn this into a series. This is part one which I’ve written over 2 days.
Please enjoy.
This is setting the scene, so no real smut yet. But if there is interest I’ll write a part 2 where I plan to really start transforming her.

The bimbofication of Tara:

Meet Tara, she is/was a 20 year old girl, she wasn’t the brightest, barely managing to make ends meet and still living in her moms attic.
Tara was looking for a job one afternoon. When she found the position of housekeeper for a wealthy couple, she immediately emailed them and soon got a reply. Although didn’t understand why the pay was so high for a simple housekeeper position.

Setting up a meeting for the next day, the Monday.
She went to got ready for bed that night, pulling down her small daisy dukes over her fairly skinny legs, and removing the very conservative pair of panties she had on. Then proceeded to take off the tank top she wore, she did not really have a need for a bra as she was only a tight B-cup. Tara always wished she could have bigger tits, although they were perky and very sensitive, she could cum by just having them stimulated. Which she did that night. Read more »

The Smoking Gum

I’d been hot for my roommate ever since she answered my ad. There were always problems hitting on roommates, but the kicker was: she was a smoker. The apartment had a balcony, and she agreed to smoke outside, but even the hanging smell on her clothes was enough to turn me completely off. I couldn’t imagine kissing her; it would be like licking an ashtray.

She was gorgeous. 23 years old, long red hair, a few freckles to keep her looking real, and a smouldering hot body. I knew she was promiscuous from all the men she brought home; and the walls weren’t thin enough to hide how great a lover she was. I think she’d even hit on me once when she was a little high on weed, but even that smoke bothered me a little. I was no teetotaller, but I preferred edibles.

Then, one Friday, everything changed. I was visiting a friend in Chinatown and, as I was leaving, I decided to grab some chewing gum. I’d never been to the Chinese grocery near his place, but I assumed they’d have some. Entering, I spotted a cashier who looked like he was a hundred years old. He smiled at me as I approached, looking for gum. I spotted a pack by the counter, but I didn’t recognize the brand. Read more »

New possible series, looking for feedback

Had someone mention they were interested in me explaining something in more detail, give examples etc. While explaining the topic my creative side came out and inspired me to throw this together. Its been a looong time aince ive written any literature so feedback would be greatly appreciated. If you guys like it i might see about finding time to continue it. I hope you enjoy, and thanks in advance!

My True Fear – Ch.1

As the moonlight breaks across the sky, I glance at the clock in my dash. It reads 9:30PM. This is much later than any other meeting I’ve had with my Dom. His call during work left my mind racing with thoughts and anticipations. “Do you have time to meet after work tonight? I know you work late, but I have something planned you will never forget. It will push you to your limits, and push your trust in me to its limits as well….” The way he ended the question made my breath catch. I had to take a moment to steady myself, as what could possibly be planned that would push my trust of all things to such an extreme. “I will be there.”, I said simply, not knowing what was in store for me, and not knowing how else to respond as the thoughts flitted across my mind like comets. Read more »