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Hot springs – Chapter 4 [FF] [Lesbian]

Sorry! This chapter is coming out kinda late because I ended up writing and rewriting it several times. But anyway – here it is :)

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Yua woke up. She was lying on the right side of the bed, curled up in a fetal position, her hands pulled up to her chin and her knees bent slightly. Her head was on a thick, white, feathered pillow – which her long, dark hair was messily strewn across – and she was draped in a thin cotton duvet that, despite this, seemed to keep the heat in excellently. She finally came to her senses, opening her eyes slightly. As her other senses returned, she suddenly felt Asahi’s body, pressed against hers from behind: her hands wrapped around Yua’s abdomen; her legs pressing against the back of hers; her butt sitting nestled, touching, in front of Asahi’s crotch; Asahi’s breasts, her nipples, pressed tightly against her back; Asahi’s breath gently running over her neck with each gentle sigh.

She yawned, stretching as best she could without disturbing Asahi, before snuggling back up, waiting for her to wake. She thought about last night and could hardly help feeling her face glow red, but it wasn’t embarrassment as much as it was a burning passion for the person snuggled up behind her. Read more »

Story 2 – When I left my worn underwear on my bedroom floor approx 2014 (written 30/07/2020)

So I purposely kept taking my underwear off and leaving them on my bedroom floor right by the entrance of the door, I did this for about 3 days before chucking them in the wash so there was a pile of 3 used panties spread out on the floor. I was downstairs and my brother walked past, I asked him If he could go to my room and grab me my headphones as I ‘wanted’ to listen to music. He said sure and wondered off… he was gone about 5 minutes when it should have taken him like 60 seconds at most. He returned with red cheeks, I asked him what took him so long as I was quite suspicious of his activities. He looked surprised and struggled to answer me, he just handed me the headphones and continued doing whatever he was doing. I started smirking when his back was facing me, quite intrigued with his reaction as that was what I was secretly hoping for. I left it about 5 minutes before going back to my room, and I was astonished to find that my underwear location had definitely been relocated slightly as if someone had picked them up and tried to place them back down on the floor in the same location, clearly not doing a very good job of it but at least he tried. My job here was done, and this was a clear indication that maybe he actually is interested in his little sister.

Thin Walls – Part II [MF] [Incest] [Daddy] [Dirtytalk] [Breeding] [Quarantine] [Vulgar] [Ownership] [Blacksmith]

(This is a continuation. Read [part I](https://fm.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i47l8x/thin_walls_mf_listening_in_burly_man_incest/) first! All characters are adults.)

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Thin Walls – Part II

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There it was again. Ana was listening to the sounds of her uncle, Richard, grunting restlessly in his sleep. The quarantine had been enforced for over a month, and had seriously affected her uncle. It wasn’t safe to bring home guests, and they were only allowed to leave the house for necessities.

Richard was a renowned man in town. He was known for his incredible libido and virility. Ana was aware of this, but after the quarantine he hadn’t been able to leave the house or bring in any of his *girls.* He couldn’t sate his needs like usual, he couldn’t get release. Ana knew this was driving him mad, and had noticed very quickly that he was more aggressive and moody than usual. The past few weeks Richard had spent most days almost entirely dedicated to his work as a blacksmith. The sounds of hot steel being hammered echoing around the building constantly. Read more »

Here’s a dark one for you [32M:29F] adultary, abduction, nonconsent, BDSM, and more…

I had met this amazing woman in college. She was insatiable. She was a gateway to kink. No matter how hard I tried I could not find boundaries; she wouldn’t say no to anything. There were some things I didn’t even want to try but ended up doing for just to see if she would call my bluff. She never did.

To me she was a drug. The way she smelled, the way she felt, the things she could do, the orgasm she could give me me with her was a high unlike anything else. And it went both ways. Enough time apart and we craved sex with each other. While a real relationship would never work for us, it took nothing to end up in bed, or a backseat, or a church, or a mall changing room… We had an off and on again relationship for years that probably could’ve set a world record for “best sex.”

It was a shame when she told me she engaged. This was in bed after some acts I knew her fiance would never be bold enough to do to her. I scolded her for not telling me and she confided that he just couldn’t satisfy her in bed. And even if she could cum, it never was as good as it was with me. Read more »

Fingering myself in the bath [F]

Ten minutes ago, I was looking for something to put inside me. And fifteen minutes before that, I had been lazily fingering myself. Pulling aside my panties, tugging on my lips, spreading myself apart with two fingers. Left handed. I had a leg propped up on the table to reach myself better. It was easier to thrust my fingers inside me. I touched my pussy like a stranger. Gentle, curiously exploring. Slightly uncoordinated since I was using my off-hand. I was moist. I know you keep lube hidden in the drawer of the computer desk. But trust me, I didn’t need it.

The more I fingered myself, the more I wanted… well, more. When I was done teasing myself, that’s when I decided to find something to fill me. I used the sharpie marker. The thick one. It went in ridiculously easy. I pushed it in and out several times, using different angles. I could feel it sliding around but it was not enough to clamp around. I needed to have something large enough for my pussy to squeeze. Read more »

My sexual fantasy [kidnap]

Jack is a kidnapper, he has been keeping Anna in his wooden house deep in a forest for a few months since the day he started kidnapping her. There was no sexual contact between them as he never touches her. He always keeps a distance, and so does she.

One night, Anna is taking off her clothes for a shower. She did not realize that she made a mistake: the open door. She forgot to close the door of her kidnap room because she thought Jack was asleep; he tends to go to bed early every night. As she takes off her clothes and becomes fully naked, she senses the presence of someone that is looking at her, a presence of a figure that is obscure. She turns her head to pay attention to the door and frozen; Jack was standing there, staring at her. She gasped! Then immediately grab the shirt to covers her vulnerable, naked body. Everything becomes silent. His eyes run all over her body, seeing every part of her, desiring them. She looks at the ground to avoid his eye contact, blushing hard. Her heart beats harder and louder and she is listening to that intense rhythm. The fear on her face appears obvious, and he can see that through her eyes. Anna decides she will take risks by quickly running at the door to try to shut it. But Jack is too strong, he immediately pushes the door back with one arm. As the door opens wide, he quickly approaches her like a predator jump at the prey. His arms wrap around her waist, pinning her onto the ground and press his lips to her, kisses her hard, passionately. Read more »

Wyatt the Farm Boy, Part 2 [MM]

How did he not hear the truck coming? he thought, a bit panicked at literally being caught with his pants down. Well, it was pretty loud with the rain, and he was exhausted from the day, he thought. This field was at the edge of the family property and on the other side of the road was the neighbor’s field with an intersection that Wyatt had pulled off from. The neighboring farmers were a middle-aged couple in their 40’s with two children, a girl in grade school and a boy named Jonah who was Wyatt’s age. They had just bought their farm about five years before, moving here from Kansas. Wyatt’s family had always been friendly, inviting them to bbq’s and the occasional dinner, but the two families had never really associated closely, especially since Wyatt’s dad had gotten sick. Read more »

Wyatt the Farm Boy, Part 1 [MM]

Hey all, this is my first attempt at erotic writing. Im just doing this for fun and would love any feedback, positive or negative. If things go well I hope to try publishing on Amazon in the future. Enjoy!

There were no clouds in the sky to block the relentless sun from shining down on Wyatt’s bare skin. He had already developed a tanned neck and had a fresh sunburn setting in on his muscular shoulders. At 95 degrees each day this had been a hot and humid Nebraska summer. It was mid-July and time to harvest the wheat. Read more »

Taken – Part Five

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

The last time he was here, he used me three times. By the third time, my brain was dead. I couldn’t fight back anymore, I didn’t have any energy. He left me on the floor, used and dirty and in pain. I’m still laying on the floor. My ass and legs are bruised, my asshole is raw and I’m exhausted. I tried to fight back all the way through the first one and even a 1/2 of the way through the second. By the third, I didn’t have any fight left. I know I need to get up and go take a bath before I sleep. I lift my head and look at how far the bath tub is. If I go turn on the water, I can lay on the cold bathroom floor while it fills. This is motivation enough, and I do just that. I get in the bath and wash everything head to toe…twice. Then I get out and go straight to sleep. Read more »