Category: eroticliterature

Alternative Rent Payment: Enjoying my Toy Alone (MF) (anal)

Over the next few days, we would enjoy our toy while the other watched, occasionally using one of her free hands or mouth if available to join in, and then return and fucked each other later. I reveled exploring Nina’s body and watching Bria enjoy the same.

One night, Nina and Bria went to another friend’s house for some happy hour drinks, while I sat around watching tv. After a few hours, they returned and Bria went to bed. I was still chilling on the couch when a slightly tipsy Nina plopped next to me. “Oh sorry, I’m blocking your bed now.”

I made to get up, but she said, “it’s no problem. I’m just hanging out now.” We settled in watching for a little bit, chatting. Not a lot else was going on, so the conversation quickly returned to our housing agreement. She reaffirmed that rather than finding a problem, she was loving the agreement. “Really?”
“Yea, you have been fucking me so good. Bria and I have been so surprised how much we love playing with each other. Even did a bit while we showered before leaving.” Read more »

Early morning with Bibianna (Snippet from larger story) [M/T][Oral]

This is a snippet from a larger story. You can read [Day 1](https://www.reddit.com/user/BlkFenix89/comments/i5ki9g/darys_doubts_day_1_part_1/) here. Enjoy!

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Everyone’s been pretty stressed since the lockdown was announced, so I think this morning I’m going to surprise the girls with a big breakfast like my dad used to do for me. It’s the least I can do, plus it feels great taking care of everyone.

As I walked into the kitchen, I noticed a surprisingly dressed down BiBi. There were no fake lashes, nails, pink hair, or even breast forms. Her face was instead framed by a short pixie cut, revealing the soft features of her face. This was hands down the cutest I’d ever seen her. She looked all the part of a petite punk girl with the dark eyeshadow and lipstick she still wore. She was leaning against the counter beneath the mugs. One of which she now held cradled in her slate grey tipped fingers as steam rose filling the room with lavender. She was wearing a fuzzy seafoam green robe. Quite casually I might add. The knot, that was more or less holding it closed, loose. It seemed that the slightest tug would leave BiBi’s obviously bare chest exposed. My mind ran through options of what panties she’d be wearing today, settling on something innocent and cotton adding to her more subdued look. Read more »

[B/S] A Familiar Connection – Part 3 of 4 – Oral, Cum, Incest

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Part Three

I sat in awe, staring at the gorgeous mask-clad vixen in front of me. She stood with her legs slightly apart, the wide stance showing off her tan, smooth, athletic legs. Her tight cocktail dress showed off every inch of her curves, accentuated by the simple pearl necklace across her cleavage. The room was silent, just the faint buzzing of the champagne’s carbonation as it soaked into the carpet.
I didn’t move, forgetting to breathe as I just savored the sight.

The object of my lust and hunger? My sister Tanya.

After a few moments, she walked towards me with her hands on her hips. Although I knew it was Tanya, I had never seen her appear so confident or commanding. As she came closer, her eyes never broke contact and she stared down into my face. From my perspective, her identity was still slightly hidden by the mask which gave her an almost heroic quality. As if this confident sexy woman had lurked inside Tanya all this time. Regardless, I didn’t care. My cock was straining against my suit pants as I looked her over. Read more »

The probelm with fucking your students is that things get messy…[Mff, Taboo, Anal, Professor]

The unraveling

“So, what *is* the charge of iron, then?” Dominique groaned, running her fingers through her hair.

Metals didn’t like to play by the rules. At least, not ones intro chem students understood regularly.

“It’s all dependent on oxidation states,” I explained. “That means you have to look at what the element is reacting with and—”

“Oh, my God! I can’t do it anymore!” she screamed, setting her head down. “I’ve only been coming to these stupid sessions so I can—uh. I really like you. It’s almost the end of the semester and I’ve made like—no progress.”

Dominique looked both ways and popped her tits out of her shirt, right in the middle of the atrium. I gasped and reached across the table to stop her.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked.

There were only a few days left in the semester. Our final was Thursday. It felt good to be in the last week of classes. Laci and Vanna were quite confused as to why I’d stopped interacting with them, but I couldn’t exactly say it was because I was dating Emilia. We would announce after the class ended. Read more »

RED VELVET, erotic shortstory, PART III

“And your very flesh shall be a great poem.”

~Walt Whitman

Her body is a sculpture, an erotic art. He is not a sculptor, but he is a painter. And while she stands naked on a chair, with her legs wide open and her long hair covering her boobs… his hands are holding the brushes and his eyes are holding on to her.

Is she a muse for him? She always puts that question to herself while he stands right in front of her painting. Any woman would give anything to trade places with her right now… But maybe they don’t even need to trade places. When you have it all already… She gets so lost in her thoughts that she almost forgets that she has to stay still.

More than a lover, he is a painter. And he notices the sudden sadness that appears in her dark blue eyes in moments like these when she’s naked and he is doing his art.

And the painter loves her sad eyes, but the beloved is concerned.

He tells her to close her eyes. She obeys. Then she feels the touch of a brush on her skin and the touch and the messy thoughts make her shudder. Read more »

Putting on a Private Show *repost*

Kevin and Heather had known each other for years, crossing paths every so often, mostly when work required it and luck would have it. They were colleagues in their field but beyond an academic presence and collaboration in the lab they’d not spent any personal time with one another. Kevin had become a well known scientist and Heather always took advantage of his guest lecture appearances, as he consistently offered some of the brightest and most modern data in cell and molecular biology. It just so happened, Heather also found him rather handsome and intriguing beyond that of his intellectual mind, though she had never admitted this to him during any of their projects together. It seemed she had a sixth sense for fellow sexual deviants and could tell there was something there, just below the surface with Kevin. Heather recognized in others what she had discovered in herself, a need to no longer hide the darkest desires and the cravings, but rather to own them and revel in them. However, they still lived in a pretty conservative area and generally speaking taboo sex isn’t easily accepted by the status quo, otherwise it wouldn’t be considered taboo. Read more »

Primal Seduction

Here is a clip from my latest erotic story. Find the whole first part of the story at the link below, and join in on the interactive story making! ?

Bonus: main character sexy images ?

“In the wild, predators and prey play a game. This is the game I want to play with you tonight. I’ve been watching you – spotted your tall handsome frame across the bar about an hour ago. You don’t even know it, but the game has already started.”

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The Promotion [MF] [Facesitting]

Ally was up for a big promotion at work. The weeks of interviews, meetings, and presentations had really drained her these last two weeks and she was exhausted and on edge every night of the week. Needless to say, it had been a long dry spell for us. Today was the day she expected to find out if she got the promotion. We figured she got the job because she was meeting the CEO for the third time and her male colleague who was up for the same promotion was not meeting the CEO. Read more »

The Festival of Shooting Stars [MF] [fantasy] [plot] [wholesome] [public] [long]

The three young men talking over their beers were merchants, foreigners from far away. You could obviously tell it by their looks, their clothes, and their accents – but also, by the excitement in their voices.

“Yeah, I mean, I’ve heard the stories, right, but you know the stories you hear in port towns…”

“All made up—”

“Yeah, yeah. So I was hoping that what I’ll see here will live up to a tenth of the hype, that would already be something… but no, this whole festival is really pretty much as they say!”

Their talk was loud enough to carry over the sunny inside of the inn. Two tables over Iden, his hand on a flagon of pear cider (blissfully cold thanks to those heroic blocks of ice that persisted in their straw-filled cellar even now in the dead of summer), smiled in an unexpected little surge of pride.

Kontaria tended to make a very deep impression on anyone who visited. It was a fairly small country, and at a glance an unassuming one – a mess of lakes and ancient woodland by a cool sea, dotted with villages and pasturelands, no stone cities or castles or anything impressive like that. Yet even so, it did have its definite claims to fame. Read more »

Business or Pleasure? Part 3 – What happens in Paris, stays in Paris [MF | Cheating | Rough | Facial]

[Read Part 1 here!](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hya5z2/business_or_pleasure_mf_public_creampie/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Read Part 2 here!](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i1vwwk/business_or_pleasure_part_2_the_conference_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

After several days in Paris, John had begun to burnout. The constant back-to-back meetings were one thing; but the fact that his young associate Sarah had been constantly teasing him during the conference was almost unbearable. John had been able to resist her flirting for as long as they had worked together, but during this assignment everything had changed.

Their second night in the city, John and Sarah had gone out for drinks after their first round of presentations and networking events. While at a small club near the Eiffel Tower, the pair had several drinks, and with their inhibitions lowered, they had a passion fuelled night together. While the next night they were unable to spend it together due to their excessive schedule, Sarah had begun regularly sending him photos of her half naked, or descriptive messages about what they would be doing the last night in Paris.

John had rarely received any attention from women, but starting on their flight to Europe and a random encounter with the beautiful, French, blonde woman he had met; Elyse, it had become almost non-stop. This wouldn’t have been a problem for John considering he was single, but Sarah had a boyfriend back in Toronto who was waiting patiently for her return. She even called him at least once per day, generally right before sending John the photos or texts. Read more »