Category: eroticliterature

June was just coming up to fifty years old and a spinster, she stood about 5’10” and around 135 lbs. She had a nice figure not that you would know because of her dowdy wardrobe. She was also quite attractive, again the large horn rimmed glasses no makeup and the sever way she wore her hair tied back did her no favors.

June Varley had been the senior maths tutor at the local college for over ten years. There was no doubting her knowledge of her subject or the ability to get those students who paid attention the grades they needed. Although she was academically respected she was not well liked by either her students or other members of staff.

Her hobbies were walking, running, gardening, and reading, social life non existent.

Her colleges thought she was standoffish aloof and a snob and that was only those that were being kind.

The senior students all who need good grades to get in university, were less diplomatic, the consensus was that she was a mean minded vindictive dried up old bitch. Read more »

The wind is strong and whips the front door closed, the old wood creaking and groaning as it slams shut, over and over. She pulls herself up off the cot and drags herself to the front door, keeping the wool blanket wrapped tightly around her exhausted body. She flips the latch on the door, trying to keep it closed, but the wind proves too much and it flies back, slams against the wall and makes her jump. 

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She puts her back to the door and sits on the dirt-laden floor, in front of the hearth, the heat from the fire making her cold face tingle. She raises her hands to the flames to warm them and her blanket falls off behind her and in an instant the wind drags it away. It is her last possession that can keep her warm so she must summon the energy to get to her feet once again.

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## My first attempt at erotic writing and barely a Reddit user – using an anon account to avoid embarrassment – hoping to live out a few fantasies, and help others along the way. Let me know if you’d like to see a second chapter. Thanks for taking the time to read!

I had butterflies in my stomach. As I sat at that table, I thought I was going to throw up – “I should have had lunch.” I thought to myself.

Lunch was the last of my worries. I shouldn’t be there – I knew that it was wrong. I was in a long term relationship, as was she.

She hadn’t arrived yet – the suspense was killing me. I tried to settle my nerves, and started looking around the bar – admiring the decor, nervously looking over my shoulder and making eye contact with everyone who walked through the door. It was torture. I was usually the one who was late, they said I’d be late to my own funeral, but this time I was on-time. I had to be. Read more »

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 »

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“Colin loses a bet and has to get a feminine tattoo. At first, the tattoo begins to spread somehow, but then more changes seem to result from it. His nipples are more sensitive than usual and his body hair starts to fall out. How could a tattoo magically change him into a woman?”

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My friends and I happen upon a flier for the local roller derby league, featuring a headlining “bout” on Saturday night with the Hell Marys battling the Honky Tonk Heartbreakers. I get beyond excited. I have a huge crush on roller derby ladies. I talk my friends into going. I can’t wait for Saturday night.

Saturday comes around and I get myself ready. I get all dressed up in a suit and tie with my finest shoes and best smelling cologne. We get there and I stick out like a porcupine in a nudist colony. But it’s all good because as I walk in, I catch the eye of the most stunning lady there. She has short hair, tattooed shoulders, and thicc thighs. She gives a half smile as she carries her gear to her team’s bench.

They begin their warm-ups and my heart is fixated on number 29, Copernicrush of the Hell Marys. As she skates, I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to have her back her ass into my lap. The bout starts and “Crush” is a blocker. The whistles blow and the bout begins. Going around the second curve, her teammates yell out “Crush”!, as she knocks the hell out of the opposing team’s jammer. Through the night, she dominates and we again catch each others’ eyes as she smiles in my direction. Read more »