Category: eroticliterature

[MF] {cum inside] [doctor fantasy] [cheating fetish] [1st person] [female POV] Getting Wet During an Exam

Hello! Long time lurker, first time writing smut and posting! I hope you enjoy it and much as I enjoyed writing it. Feedback is much appreciated!

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I sat in the new doctor’s office, waiting patiently in the tepid room, wearing nothing but the paper gown the nurse gave me. It was rough against soft skin, more so as the goosebumps raised. Don’t they know naked women sit in these offices? Jeeze…

As I’m rereading a poster about heart disease for the third time, I hear a tentative rap on the door.

“I’m decent!” I chirp

The doctor came in and I suddenly felt underdressed. He was middle-aged but tan, square-shouldered, and confident. He welcomed himself in with a dazzling smile and some eye contact that made me feel both important and transparent. As he introduced himself and went over the details of my visit, I tuned him out, watching his lips move over his teeth before dropping my gaze to his hands, veiny and well worked (did he do work outside of the office?) and notably adorned with a gleaming golden band. Read more »

Girl’s Night [FF, M watching, Oral]

It’s girl’s night tonight, we decided to try a new spot downtown. I’m getting ready in the bathroom, make-up all done, and a floral V-neck dress that’s tight on my top and flows out at my ribs. I feel your hands on my hips as you kiss the nape of my neck. ‘I almost don’t want to let you leave looking like that.’ I turn around and wrap my arms around your neck, ‘Oh hush, you know I can’t replace my Beau.’ I press my lips to yours; you can taste the lemonade lip tint I put on, not caring about messing it up. Your tongue parts my lips and now I’m starting to wonder if I really want to go myself. A honk outside brings me back to reality and I have to go, I promised the girls. I leave the house and get in the cab outside and Amanda chuckles and hands me a compact mirror. ‘Fix your face, girl’ Read more »

Writing Commissions (desperately requiring pennies)

Well. This is possibly the worst first post I could’ve possibly made, but you gotta do what you gotta do.

For some background…
I live with my parents for several personal reasons. A few years back, we started losing money. My stepdad left his job, my mother can’t work because of mental issues, and all I can do is babysit for family members due to my crippling anxiety. We’ve been getting most of our money from my dad and the pity money my therapist sends every few months. I tried to learn art to help make money, but of course, I won’t get very far very quick with only a year of practice. I am still practicing art but I’ve turned to writing now.

I have a positive history of writing. I passed English classes, got awards for my work and even got a small book published.

The reason I’m doing this all now particularly is because we’re making even less money than before without my stepdad’s income, he’s leaving my mum and I cannot let her get any more depressed than she is. So I’ll be writing some…NSFW stuff. Read more »

Why is makeup sex better than anything else? [Mf, Professor, Taboo, Public, Caught]

**Just here for the sex? Skip to XXX!**

 

Sometimes, every once in a long while, the wrong decision can feel extremely right.

Laci and Vanna, true to their words, helped me forget all about the drama of the previous semester. We spent the entire break tangled around one another, kissing and sucking the misery away. There was no mistaking the emptiness inside, however.

Classes were delayed a bit due to particularly harsh winter storms. When the new year’s snow melted, so did the illusion of my happiness. The girls made it clear that I had an open invitation to their bedroom at any time for any reason. Vanna went so far as to say they’d kick out whichever bedfellow happened to be there in favor of the sexiest teacher she’d ever met. It was actually sweet, in its own strange and shallow way. The kind coeds really did care for me. They just—as Emilia had once said—were at a different place in their lives. Their sexy bodies had helped to numb the aching hurt of being used by a woman I’d truly cared for. Read more »

Her (very short story/poem)

*Hi there! This is my first post on here. I started posting my writing on Twitter but the format was a bit too restrictive for how I wanted my writing to be read. I would love any tips/comments. I only ask that you be nice about it. Thanks. ~ June*

**Her**

(Warnings: angst, post-break up, implied male masturbation)

The phone call was over, he realized. Had been. For hours maybe. Who knows? He didn’t. But it didn’t matter. She didn’t matter. He didn’t *need* her. Didn’t need her. Didn’t need her.

He. Didn’t. Need. Her. Her. Her. *Her….*

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Yet when he laid alone at night,

frigid sheets caressing his skin,

trembling hands clenched around himself,

thighs stained with liquid shame,

eyes burning with tears,

the name he cried out until he was hoarse…

Was hers.

Ladies – Pleasure instructions ?

Lock those doors and turn on some music (optional)

Tie your hair in a bun cause we’re about to get moving,

Get topless

If you’re feeling uncomfortable to get topless, then remove your bra underneath your clothing,

Grope your breasts and massage it,

Give your breasts a good shake,

Run the tip of a finger around your nipples ? (.) but not on your nipple for 4 rounds in a circling motion ? ,

Grope your breasts and give them a good squeeze while you Put your nipples between two ✌ fingers and squeeze them,

(think of it as lips sucking on your nipples)

Bet your nipples are hard and erect by now…

Hitch your dress / shirt up / slide your shorts / pants down ,

Keep your panties/thong /g string on (referred to as panties hereafter ) ,

You must have only one item of clothing covering your crotch,

Spread your legs wide and identify a potential comfortable humping item or vibrator (referred to as cock hereafter) , Read more »

RED VELVET, erotic shortstory, PART VII

“Another kiss, and she gets out first, toweling,

sometimes singing while I stay in

turn the water on hotter

feeling the good times of love’s miracle

when you take it away

do it slowly and easily

make it as if I were dying in my sleep instead of in

my life, amen.”

~Charles Bukowski

In the mornings, she likes to make breakfast and love. 

About breakfast, she does some delicious maple syrup pancakes. No bra, in her lace lingerie, she cooks with love. Love for the pancakes, for the sweet syrup, for him, for the sweet kisses that she will get.

She likes to play some music, usually, it’s Lana del Rey’s songs when she’s cooking.

And she knows he will come for her. Or maybe for the pancakes.

As he does also this morning. And he kisses her neck and squeezes her booty and… eats the pancakes.

She is filled with pure joy, innocent morning thoughts, and… her cunt is filled with his hard cock.

She bends over the table and they fuck. A morning rough fuck. When he’s about to cum, she kneels in front of him and takes her breakfast. Read more »

Bathroom Stall – Two girls connect on dance floor and finish in bathroom. [FF]

Jesse’s fingers were slipping from her hand to just grasp at Liz’s fingertips. The pressure she was exerting to hold onto her was making Liz’s fingertips throb.

They had been dancing in the center of the room, and an escalation of contact had begun. It began with the occasional bump of the hips, a hand resting on an arm. Jessie’s eyes had been sparkling as she laughed on the floor. Liz was more serious, staring back at the more petite girl, constantly stepping in closer. The crowd of dancing bodies helped by moving in a wave to her back, holding them in. Once you lost your moving room once, it was gone.

It was the sharp shove from behind that started it. Liz’s hands flew out to grip onto Jessie’s waist as she swayed, then balanced. Her upper fingers rested on the bare flesh of Jessie’s waist. The skin was warm, moist with sweat. She let her thumb rub up on the bare skin. It was hard to focus on dancing, though the wild bouncing body in front of her didn’t seem to struggle. Read more »

The Morning After Pt.1 [ffm]

Early morning on a summer’s day, a gentle breeze is blowing through an open bedroom window allowing the sun’s rays to shine through a parting in the curtains, like a divine light striking through the darkness of the room. Holly lay asleep in her bed after a great night out with friends, everything was still, except under the sheet signs of movement. She let out a quiet whimper then a soft moan, a smile on her face indicating a delightful dream but just as her movements began to grow she started to stir from her slumber. One eye slowly opened followed by the other, she stretched her arms, turned, and looked at the clock before letting out long sigh and slumping back in disgust.

Holly laid there for a few moments, upset to be awake so early and to have her dream interrupted. She closed her eyes again, replaying the dream in her mind and as she did, her hand naturally started to wonder over her body.

She caressed the side of her face with just her index and middle fingers then moved them across her lips. She kept them there, exploring, probing her lips in full before slowly moving her hand down under her chin and began stroking each side of her neck. She loved soft kisses on her neck and always featured in her fantasy’s. Read more »

Cheating on a camping trip

I’m a 30 year old white female. I’m 5’10” 140 pounds, with shoulder length blonde hair and wear thick rimmed glasses. I’m 34B and have a 40 plus inch ass.

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I was taking a girls trip with some friends and we were spending a week camping and hiking at lake Powell. We had a nice camping set up and quickly set up our tents when we got there. After we set up an RV pulled up at the site next to us. Two black men got out and started to set things up. Once we were all set up the rest of the girls ran in to town to get food. I stayed behind and wanted to explore a bit while they were gone. I had on a pair of hiking shorts and a grey crop top with a sports bra. I grabbed a swimsuit and towel from my bag and decided to walk down to the water.

I saw one of the men at the sight next to us out and the other car at their site was gone. I walked over to his site before going down to the water. I justified it to myself that I was just being friendly. He turned and faced me as I walked over. He had no shirt on and was just in a swimsuit. Read more »