Category: eroticliterature

This is war. Part 5.

I knew he’d eventually take the invitation between my legs, all I had to do was wait and it wasn’t long before his candle was completely burnt, then he grabbed me by the hips, lifted my ass and dug in.

Silly boy, so predictable. He always did like me sitting on his face. I only had to pull one end of the scarf and I was free, free to really sit on his face but his turn is over. So I sat on him, rubbing myself slowly against him while kissing his neck, his hands wanted to play but I grabbed them with mine and put them aside. His burning like I am and I’m so wet that grinding is ever so slippery, one wrong move and I’ll have him inside and as much as I want to, it isn’t time yet. Read more »

The Nurses, Chapter 13 [NSFW]

Adam was point blank asking me if something was wrong and while nothing was “wrong”, I was wondering who had been texting him and if it was Leah, why didn’t he say Leah instead of the hospital? I remembered the lake, when I had gotten jealous when that random chick was pawing all over him, and how I felt silly afterwards that I hadn’t handled the situation right. This time, I told myself, I would be an adult about it. Yes, that’s what I was going to do.

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“Hey, you ok?” he asked again, after I had ignored his first question because I was overthinking it.

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“Oh yeah, no, I guess I was just wondering if it is Leah or the hospital,” I said, trying to use my most ‘I’m cool, its cool, we’re cool’ type of voice.

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Adam sighed quietly before rolling over to me and grabbing my hand.

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“I say its the hospital because Leah, to me, is the hospital. We have no friendship, really, and so if she’s texting me, it’s work. It’s the hospital.”

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Saving my best friend [MF] [Lactation] [Light bondage]

I took a sip of my ice cold drink before enjoying the sound of the ice cubes clinking as I swirled the drink in the glass.

It had been a good day, a little shopping in the morning, and checking the clock on the wall, my best friend in the world, Liam, would be here soon.

Some people thought it odd that a boy and girl, now in our twenties, could be such good friends without anything going on, but we’d been friends since we first went to Kindergarten. We’d been there for one another through everything. I mean, yeah, we’d done the ‘I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours’ that one time when we were very young, but that had been it. We’d been friends for so long that neither of us thought about each other in any other way.

It was great for both of, we had that natural friendship where we could say anything, we’d talked about our girlfriends and boyfriends, our first times, (he’d been first, the dog!), pretty much anything.

I went through my apartment and sat on the couch, picking up and flicking through a magazine. Read more »

The sexy stranger at the gym gives me a vigorous post-workout in the sauna (Mf)

“I’ve just got two more sets. Hitting triceps and then that’s me I think, I’m pooped already. Going to hit the pool after for a quick dip.” The gym stirs at every corner with activity as the post-lockdown frustrations are vented. Conversation is buzzing and everyone is aggressively hitting the weights after weeks of calisthenics and boredom. I check my arms out in the mirror, trying to ignore some of the creepy looks from the meatheads nearby. The light shining off my dark bronzed skin and creating a nice angle for admiring my tired muscles. My friend Rachel is working out alongside me, her hair neatly done up in a bun and her face straining red as she tries to finish her dumbbell curls with a huge last effort. The weights come flying out of her hands onto the floor as she stands up and catches her breath. It had been a long session, almost an hour. Lots of reps. 

She looks at her watch and furrows her brow.

“Damn, lost track of time, I need to get going. Travis is cooking something.”

I roll my eyes, boring boyfriend Travis striking again. I couldn’t see what she saw in him. It was like dating a damp old sponge.   Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 3, Part 3 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation][Noncon]]

**Jenine**

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

I hate metal chair and my hands used to convey meaningful revelations.

Detention closet has no window, it is airless, space so narrow they sweated cramming my ass, the murderous heat like in loathed sauna will drive the wooden cladding to combustion any minute, me writing 61th repetition of my line out of 200.

Yesterday evening this blasted Homemaking block was launched by us hurling laundry into washing machines and then we were harvesting vegetables, thankless task of obtaining chow for scroungers. Literally dirty job, as opposed to vigorously hanging washed stuff. We will took it down in the afternoon for ironing. Read more »

Root Canal Relief [M/F] [Interracial] [Indian] [Anal] [Swallow]

One afternoon, I woke up sharply from an unplanned nap to a searing pain in my back molar. The hot, focused agony was unique in its strength. I’ve certainly felt sensitivity in my teeth before (a childhood spent loving sweets taught me all about that), but this was clearly different.

I rushed to the bathroom and downed 4 Extra Strength Bayer, the cool tap water causing a fresh sting on the way. I breathed sharply through clenched teeth. This was a nightmarish pain that I needed immediate care for. I did a long, thorough rinse with Listerine and that helped a bit, but it was evident I needed medical attention.

I pulled out my phone and ran a search for nearby dentists. Through some miraculous stroke of fortune, I had only recently acquired dental insurance through my job. Despite the pain I was feeling, this revelation caused me a needed emotional boost.

The search had found a few well-rated dentists nearby, but in my post-nap, ache-plagued disorientation, I had failed to notice that it was 5:30. Nearly all of these were closed. One had hours until 6:30, so I grabbed my keys and rushed out the door. Read more »

A Desperate Wife [MF, anal]

Jaclyn’s husband grunted as he came, his eyes squeezing shut. Jacyln exhaled in relief as he rolled off of her, panting.

“That was great,” he told her, and she forced a smile onto her face.

“Yeah, I thought so too,” she lied. Within minutes, Rob was snoring. Jaclyn reached over onto the nightstand, grabbing her phone. She smiled to herself when she saw that she had an unread message.

*“Are we still on for tomorrow?”* The message read. Jacyln bit her lip, looking over at her sleeping husband.

Jacyln and Rob were married straight out of college, and they had been together for about six years. Jaclyn loved her husband, and she knew that he was the perfect partner for her. He was thoughtful, kind, and loving… but he was terrible in bed.

Rob’s family was hardcore Catholic, and he was a virgin when they had met. Jacyln had fallen for him fast, and when he had brought up his desire to wait until marriage, she had quickly agreed. She hadn’t ever thought twice about it until their honeymoon, when he had clumsily slipped inside her and came in less than a minute. Only then did she realize her mistake. Read more »

The Adventures of Seria: The Goddess of Time [Chapter 1 – Clothes?]

The Adventures of Seria: The ~~Goddess~~ Slut of Time

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This story has fantasy elements.

**This chapter has some forced elements in it.**

Proceed with caution.

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Chapter 1 – Clothes?

The doorbell chimes and the Receptionist looks forward to see a young naked girl that looks like she is in her early twenties maybe even younger. She isn’t tall but her figure is slender and has perfect proportions. Her almost white golden hair flows down to her knees and her piercing bright golden eyes looks over to the now in awe receptionist. She snaps her fingers in front of the receptionist’s face in order to regain his attention to her need and not her body.

“Hey you!” Seria addresses the receptionist with an authoritarian tone. “I want you to give me some clothes.” She says as she points her finger at the lone receptionist.

“I’m sorry ma’am but this is an inn, we do not sell-” The Receptionist struggles to keep his eyes on Seria’s face and can’t help but wander his eyes downwards. Read more »

A chance encounter. NSFW. MF. Bondage/rape theme. Trigger warning.

He heard her footsteps echoing in the alleyway between the two houses before he saw her. The click click of her high heels and her clothes moving against her soft body. She walked past him without noticing the shadow against the wall.. his dark clothes made him almost invisible in the blackness. He had a hunters instincts. It was something he’d developed over time. It didn’t matter because he knew what she looked alike anyway. She wasn’t what you’d call Hollywood beautiful, but he never chose them on their physique alone. He liked the way they walked, the way they spoke to you with that arrogant demeaning tone, that made him smile about what he would always end up doing to them. Their perfect office attire hinted at hidden desires and thoughts that needed releasing. Smaller than him, shoulder length blonde hair, curvy in all the right places, a short black secretary’s skirt maybe one size too small that high lighted her ass and her shapely legs, and rounded breasts were just a little too big for her blouse to contain. That she was a 6 or maybe a 7, obviously out of his league, wasn’t a problem, tonight that didn’t matter because he would show her that he could be a 3 or a 4 and still make her moan and scream with pleasure. She was his but she wouldn’t know that until it was too late. Read more »