Category: eroticliterature

Choose Your Own Ending Erotica

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Here’s an excerpt from “Special Guests”:

The ceremony was beautiful, up in a lodge overlooking the green mountains. The weather was gorgeous, mid-70s and sunny, perfect for the yellow dress that hits right below your knee with the slit nearly up to your hip. You didn’t even have to wear the sweater you brought, giving me a view from your flawless shoulder to your perfect back. You haven’t seen the bride in a couple years, since she left New York, but she looks incredible in her dress, showing just the right amount of skin. The groom looks just as good as you remembered from that going-away party, still tall, still fit, still tan. Their insta always shows them working out and the results are on display. Read more »

Touch, Ch 1 [NSFW]

I wake up, the sheets twisted around my torso, my hair shrouding my face. The window is almost wholly covered by a black out curtain but in the few inches that are exposed, sun pours into my room, leaving a strip of light on my wood floor.

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I watch it flicker as birds dance through the sun and the trees move with wind. I have had a restful night and feel energetic and excited for the new day. But I also feel a pressure in my belly, a heat in my thighs.

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It takes me a moment to realize this urge, this sensation but when I do, I roll onto my back.

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My hand reaches down and finds the top of my panties, the white cotton the only thing separating me from ecstasy and relief.

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Slipping my hand under the elastic, I rest my fingers on my petals, rubbing gently for a moment before parting myself. A pool of wetness has been forming inside me and I tap into it, curling my two fingers as I pull the wetness out.

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Party Favors [group, bondage, cmnf]

*This is another repost due to moving all of my erotica under this user name.*

“Shhh! We *don’t* want to get caught,” Liz says while leading her husband to the bedroom.

Kendall turns back to his friends in the living room, “I’ll be back in a minute, y’all.”

Standing in a circle, they don’t seem to notice his absence, being more focused on the beers in their hands and whatever asinine would-you-do-this-for-a-million-bucks argument they’re having.

“See,” Kendall says. “They’re not paying attention to us.” He smiles widely at his wife as she pulls him into their bedroom.

She draws him in close and kisses him deeply. Pulling her lips away from his, she whispers into his ear, “I have a surprise for you.” With her loins pressed close to his, she feels a stiffness growing.

Kendall’s hands slide their way down her back. With a firm grasp he clutches low on her right ass cheek and draws her eager pussy in closer to his erection. He begins to ask what the surprise is, but Liz stops him.

“Go close the door,” she says. “And lock it.” Read more »

There’s nothing going on between us she said Part 4 [Cheating][Behind back Cuckold]

I was wondering what I should do after having seen what I had with Das had stroked her trainer’s cock in public like that. Still I couldn’t help but look down at myself to what was an obvious tent forming on the front of my pants. Why was it that I was getting hard now? Is it that I actually am into the idea that my wife is having sex with another man? It was hard for me to deny that given how I see my own thing was hard as a rock.

I look back towards the gym and thought I’d just wait until it’s closing time then to see if she would bring him back to our home. So I stayed there hidden in the dark of the night & of the shadow of the building as time ticked by slowly second by second. It was already 10PM on my watch as I noticed more and more people leaving the gym yet I hadn’t seen neither Das nor her trainer. Which only started to make me more curious as to what was taking them so long. Read more »

Une nuit de passion brute. [MF] [SoftDom]

The heavy pine door swings shut with a heavy thud behind us, as I grab you by your wrist and spin your light frame against the wall. My left hand goes instinctively to your throat, holding you against the cold wall. Your eyes flash and you try and push towards me to allow our lips and tongues meet again, teasing and playing with each other as they were outside as we struggled to get the door unlocked.

My grip is firm and dominant and I trace my right hand down the curve of your body. Brushing over your breast, pausing to give your already hard nipple a twist through the fabric of your dress. My hand slowly caresses down your tight stomach and the outside of your thigh till it finds the hem of your dress. My rough fingers dragging against your skin as I pull your dress upwards revealing you. Read more »

Peyton’s First Dirty Casting Director (MF | BJ | Reluctant | Old/Young)

Peyton is going in for an audition today at a large movie studio. She is hoping to land her first role in a big movie and move on to a huge network television company. The role is playing as a girl going on spring break during her first year of college. She had read the script and felt like she would fit the role well, since they were casting it as a young woman that is fit, blonde, and has a nice bikini body. Peyton entered into the casting studio and waited in a room with a few other actresses. She was the only one that had been in any big production shows and she felt good knowing she was the most famous actress auditioning. She waited for thirty minutes until the director called her back to audition. The director set her up in the middle of the room, before asking her to begin. Peyton began to read the script and act out what was going on. She was playing on the beach with a friend and having a drink. Her acting seemed to be great and the old director liked what he seen. He said that she did great and he would be considering her highly for a callback. Three days past before the director called her manager and sent her the information for the callback audition. The email for instructions was sent to Peyton’s email and she had to go in tomorrow for the second audition. The scene was going to be the same, but she must come dressed to fit the scene. The email told her to wear a two-piece bikini, jean shorts, and a pair of flip flops only. Read more »

[MF] Close cousins – Part 3

Thanks for all the support again, I hope you enjoy part 3.

I wake up to sound of my uncle telling my aunt goodbye and realize my cousin, Yasmine, is still in the same position as last night. Yasmine was straddled on me, head on my chest, but somehow my dick managed to slip out of her pussy while we were sleeping. Hearing my uncle’s footsteps coming towards the kitchen, which is right next to where we were sleeping, almost gave me a heart attack. I quickly pulled the sheet over us both and repositioned ourselves on our sides, tucking Yasmine in-between the back of the couch and me. I tried my best to cover all of her hair under the cover, but I couldn’t cover it all because my uncle had just entered the living room. In my mind I thought he had seen that Yasmine wasn’t in her little sister’s room, and came over here to look for her. But instead of seeing his head pop up above the couch, I heard his footsteps get fainter as he walked into the kitchen. I calm myself as much as I could, being in the situation that I was in. And tried to wake Yasmine up without startling her. I grab her by the shoulder and start gently rocking her back and forth, as I hear my uncle starting to make his coffee. It didn’t take long to wake Yasmine up but instead of having her as stressed as I was she was horny from me shaking her, accidentally rubbing her pussy against my morning wood. Read more »

I Came Without Permission and You’re Going To Punish Me Like a True Cocksleeve

“Are you gonna cum on my dick, whore?” you inquired, slamming yourself into me fast and hard from behind as you held the vibrator to my clit. I moaned in desperation.

“Look at you, shaking already, my little cock sleeve?” You slowed dramatically, thrusting inside in slow deep strokes and holding the vibrator out so I had to rut forward to get it against my sensitive clit.

“Tell me what you’re thinking, pet” you instructed, moving the still buzzing vibrator up to push gently against each of my nipples before clicking it off and setting it aside in favor of tweaking them with the tips of your nimble fingers. Your hands facinated me, I wanted to suck on them and to be fucked by them, I wanted them wrapped around my neck.

I nervously opened my mouth to speak but a high pitched squeak came out as you pinched each of my pink nipples tightly. “I’m thinking…” I started “…that I love your cock! your cock makes me feel so good!” I whined “please make me cum sir, please, oh god”. Read more »

Work taboo (MF) (anal) (toy) Part 1

The window is down while I mouth along with the music on the radio. I’m currently driving the 40 minute to work and my mind starts to wander. ‘I wonder if Cam is working…’ my mind burst with fantasies ranging from vanilla to taboo. Shaking my head I turned the music up higher to drown them out.

I arrive to work half an hour before the staff need to do shift change. The day shift girls are babbling when one says “Cam will be a few minutes late. He needed to double back for something.” “What did he forget?” One woman asked in passing. None knew and continued on with their conversation. I was tuning their voices out and returned back into my fantasy world of desires. About 10 minutes later a knock on the door comes. Pulling up my mask I open up to see his piercing blue eyes meet mine. ‘Is there more a shine to them today?’ I wonder subconsciously as he passes by me to join the rest of the staff. Read more »

Close Teacher 3

part 3

6:45 AM. My alarm clock rings. It takes me a moment to realize that I don’t have to get up for work. There’s a knock on my front door. “She didn’t.” I think to myself, half hoping that she did. She did. I open my door to find Tiffany standing there in a long trench coat and big sunglasses. “Good morning, Mr. Reynolds. Nice Jammies. May I come in?” she asks walking in, then closing the door behind her.

“How did you know where I live?” I asked, still groggy from just waking up. Read more »