Category: eroticliterature

Re: Felt cute

Dear Daddy,
It is Daddy’s day and I miss you bitterly. I thought about sending this post out to you in the hopes you might enjoy reading about your good little girl.
Love,
Kit

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Day 56: I didn’t know what I needed when I woke up this morning. I have a strict edging schedule and there are no allowances. Sunday means no rubs. Given that I rubbed myself raw yesterday it wouldn’t be a loss. But somehow I craved comfort from the very fingers that caused the raw tenderness in the first place.

Kneeling atop my comfy cushion, mid morning, while sipping coffee… I wondered how I’d ever get through my edges. All I wanted was to cup my hands across my princess parts and curl up into the comfort of the cushion. After a few tears and curls later I remembered a past training advice. “When in doubt find your lilspace princess” which is what I did. I went in search of my favourite undies when I’m little. The ones with Pusheen riding a scooter pink and cream stripes. I felt better as I returned to my weekend kneeling spot on my cushion with my undies and favourite squishy dildo with a base that looks like a princess crown. Read more »

Forced to the Edge

He raised his glass in mock victory before knocking back the final swig of a pink fizzy cider. James swallowed down the sugary mixture with an exaggerated gulp, slamming the glass back down on the table triumphantly.

Sara laughed, “Stop being an ass and go get the next round.”

“Alrighty,” he said, standing wobbly. Hours of boozing were beginning to take effect.

“Same again please!” she shouted to him as he walked away, jiggling her glass of her gin and tonic in his direction. Sara’s smile glistened sweetly.

They were in a fancy hotel bar uptown, a few floors up with a beautiful view of the city as the sun faded and the blue of dusk rolled over the skyline. The tinkering of piano music over the speakers was a little pretentious for James’ liking, but this has been Leo’s choice. The velvety green seats and walnut furnishings were exactly his brand of frivolity. Leo was in the middle of an account of his third date with some guy he’d met online and Sara was on the edge of her seat. Read more »

The Nurses, Chapter 4 [NSFW]

We were slated to rent a house on the lake with a handful of fellow nurse friends for the weekend, hang out on the water’s edge and let loose. The weekend away was approaching and Adam and I had yet to discuss things until today, on our lunch break.

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Sometimes we shared lunch outside, tucked away beneath a large Oak tree, eating sandwiches out of paper bags, laughing and enjoying each other in the fresh air and daylight. Today were sharing lunch on a blanket in a small stretch of grass that wrapped around the parking lot. We tossed out a quilt and sat cross-legged across from one another, remembering that we were at work still.

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“Excited for this lake trip?” I asked, super casual. You know, the kind of casual where you tilt your head when you’re talking and then pretend to look at your phone after you ask, just to make it look like you don’t care too much. Yeah, that was my level of casual. Read more »

The Fitness Instructor, Part 1 [MF] [Oral] [Public]

Being 22 year old man, it was convenient to have a nice little corporate gym in the basement of our office building. It had all the equipment you needed, plus access to good running paths and a large aerobics studio. The weights and weight machines were on one level, while the cardio machines and aerobics studio were together on another level.

On days when we lifted, most of the guys I knew would time their workout, so they were finished with the weights in time for aerobics class. Now, that wasn’t because we were actually going to the class. The beauty of this gym was that the all the cardio equipment faced towards the aerobics studio which was separated from the rest of the gym by a massive glass partition. Most of the fitness instructors taught class from the other side of the studio, meaning that all of us horny young men could do our cardio while enjoying the view of a bunch of great, young female asses bouncing around in front of us in tight workout leggings. I’m not sure how many of the women were ever aware that the cardio equipment was always suddenly full of dudes just about the time class started, though I later learned that the fitness instructor certainly knew. Read more »

Making a slave wife (F4M, BDSM, NSFW)

I have a vision of my future, as a loving and caring housewife and mother, but also as property of my husband. However, I am not able to let go of my freedom and the feminist views engrained in my brain. I need someone to brainwash me completely.

I need a man to make me his slave. I need him to keep me tied down to a bed, deprived of all my senses. I need him to out noise-cancelling headphones over my ears, to tie a blindfold over my eyes and tape my mouth shut. I want to lie there, knowing I can’t move or scream, being unable to know what’ll happen to me. I then want him to proceed doing whatever he wishes to me – and pushing me over and beyond any and all of my limits. Read more »

Tony’s Place Part III [MF] [Oral]

[Tony’s Place Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hc369f/tonys_place_part_i_mf_age_gap_multiple_orgasm/)

[Tony’s Place Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hckk36/tonys_place_part_ii_mf_cons_sexual_tension_toy/)

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The sun poured in through Tony’s large bedroom window in the morning. He hadn’t pulled the curtains the night before. I had a feeling Tony regularly woke up with the sun. His calm and meditative aura was of someone who worked out and walked his dog before most of the city even woke up.

His body surrounded me; I was his little spoon. As I batted my eyes open, I wiggled my toes and stretched my appendages. Tony had a powerful bicep wrapped around me, his large hand was resting on my soft stomach. The last thing on my mind was self consciousness. Every part of both of our bodies was supple in this moment, all our muscles were fully relaxed.

Tony hummed a good morning “Hhmmm” in my ear. We were both hovering in the state between sleep and awake. The morning sun was so warm that he cast off the covers, allowing our skin to bask in the light together. I wished I could have taken a photo of this exquisite moment of intimacy to keep forever. Read more »

The Cookout [Affair] [Buildup] [M4F]

The cookout was going better than expected. Practically the whole neighborhood showed up and seemed to be getting along. However, I hadn’t expected you to show up. It had been a long time since we had seen each other, almost eight months to the day. You strolled in with your husband, said hello to everyone and found a place by the pool to sit and sip your wine cooler. “Strawberry Kiwi” what other flavor had I ever seen you drink? I don’t think I had.

I watched you for only a few minutes until you found your chair before I looked away, the last thing I needed was my wife to see me gawking at you. I’m not even sure where she was at that point. She could have been standing right in front of me and I wouldn’t have noticed. I turned away from you and gave my full attention to the charcoal grill that I was lighting. I would have to go inside and get the pork chops and burgers and brats after I got this lit, maybe I would be able to focus my attention to not fixate on you so much by the time I came back outside. Read more »

The Sex Tape Part 2

[Part 1 Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hcv4j8/the_sex_tape/)

Kiara’s robe dropped, revealing her perfect figure. Her tits were still just as perky nude, her areolas puffy and begging to be sucked. A cute landing strip guided the eye towards her pussy, engorged and lubricated. Liam removed his pants, his cock straining against his boxers. In turn, I removed my own lingerie, revealing my own tits and shaved pussy.

“Wait a second,” said Chris. “There’s four of us. How’s a threesome gonna work?”

“I could manage a foursome,” said Kiara, her voice suddenly deep and husky. “Swap?” she asked me.

“Sure,” I said, and before I knew it she was on her knees in front of my boyfriend, pawing at his cock. Chris looked to me for approval. “Go ahead,” I said.

Liam unveiled his cock before. It was bigger than Chris’s, by a fair amount. Uncircumcised, and hairier than I’m used to, it must have been seven inches at least. The sight of it made me crazy, and I didn’t stop myself kissing the head and swirling my tongue around the shaft as I sucked it. Read more »

[MF] Other Duties as Assigned

This is something I wrote to titillate a friend. Happy to hear from anyone who reads it and likes it:

As one o’clock grew closer, Kyle, a twenty-two-year-old front desk worker, grew more nervous. When the clock struck one, he would have his first annual evaluation with Mikaela, his flirtatious (and married) boss. His performance didn’t worry him (he excelled at the challenges of low-level university administration), but the thought of being alone with Mikaela in her corner office did. Recently, she had been stopping by his desk more often than usual on quiet days—there had been many of those this summer. Today, they were the only two souls in the suite, maybe the whole building. He shuffled papers as the morning’s conversation with Mikaela played back in his mind.

Nearly an hour earlier, Mikaela had leaned over his desk, her ample bosom on display, cleavage spilling out from the (only partially buttoned) pink-striped shirt clinging to her otherwise petit body.

“Kyle,” she said, her long blonde curls framing her face, “I know we don’t talk about our personal lives much, but there’s something I really want to get off of my chest. Do you mind?” Read more »

Bathroom Stall – Two girls connect on dance floor and finish in bathroom. [FF]

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 »