Category: eroticliterature

This is war. Part 1.

Kids are always joyful when they’re allowed to play in the backyard but playing never feels as good as when you’re an adult and you’re sitting on the edge of the couch with nothing but his t-shirt on and he’s sitting across from you with his eyes fixed on your spread legs and a melting scotch in his hand while his tongue runs slowly through his lips.

I never needed much alcohol anyway, always preferred to lose my clothes while completely sober but tonight I just had to. Truth or dare isn’t fun if clothes aren’t coming off but I may have just lost to him, or so I let him believe.

It’s my turn to play now. This is my favorite song and I’m out scotch. He still has to decide his next move and I already know which is mine. I slowly close my legs and walk away, I know he hasn’t lost sight of me and now I can’t resist the melody. My arms are up in the air, my head is waving and my hips are moving from side to side. I can hear him walking behind me but I need his touch now. Read more »

A Series of Risky Events.

I’m a little in disbelief today. I read the Snapchat message a dozen times, each time thinking it can’t be right. How? How could it be real, I was having the time of my life. As a recently divorced man, I was just starting to live after years in a dead bedroom. The ride, as short as it was, was a beautiful and amazing roller coaster. The exhilaration and youth I felt while pleasuring these women will be something I always remember fondly.

Last September I decided to get a vasectomy, I already have two great kids in their teens, my wife and I didn’t want anymore. Flash forward to January, my wife surprises me with a divorce. I understood her reasoning, and I respected her wishes. We parted ways and we split custody of the children 50/50. At 45 I realized I had not been single since I was 21. I was nervous to get back in the dating game, unsure of myself, and if I was desirable. My views on my age and if I would be desired all changed, and changed quickly. I was unsure of where to start over at, online dating was never a thing when I was younger. With some reluctance and a bit of coaxing from a friend, I signed up for Tinder. The options and selection for men over 40, hell 30 is very limited. It’s filled with women divorced multiple times or women with multiple young children. I wanted stability, what I found was instability and a lot of fun. Read more »

Softness

Nestled between my legs there is something very hard, but everywhere else my fingers find softness. A gentle hand cradles my head as our lips and hips meet. He smells like a mild day at the beach, yet his skin feels as though he’s been lying in the sun. The other hand’s fingers find my bare breasts and pinch my nipples, causing me to break our kiss as I inhale sharply and breath out a long moan. My own fingers quickly find the area above where his hardness meets my softness and begin their frantic rubbing.

Fine brown hair carpets his thick thighs, back, chest and arms. My free hand holds him close to me and works its way up and down through the fuzz. I nuzzle his neck behind the ear where the skin is like that of a newborn. My eyelids are heavy with the malaise of lust, but I can make out the same fine brown hairs of his chest and arms also lining the lobes of his ears. I nibble at the dangling caramel lobes becoming flushed like ripe peaches that have not yet been picked. I feel myself becoming increasingly slick. My lips sense the fluttering of his heart filling up the hollow space between his neck and collar bone. The fluttering grows until it is more like our chest cavities hold two halves of the same thundering storm. Read more »

Spreading it in the Gym, Part 2 [MMF] [rape] [non-consensual]

The first installment of this story, Part 1, may be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h0qkmq/spreading_it_in_the_gym_mmf_rape_nonconsensual/).

As Mike watched Cordelia sit up from the weight bench and look in the mirror on the wall, he saw she was watching him now. Her eyes looked like saucers as she saw the bulge in his shorts. Then, she turned her head and looked directly at Jamal and, seeing the outline of his cock too, dropped her jaw in surprise. Jamal simply returned her look and smiled.

Cordelia couldn’t believe her eyes. She didn’t know what to do, so she simply took another gulp of water, then laid back down on the bench to start her next set of repetitions. As she pushed against the bar again, lifting it from the rack, she tried to ignore her racing heart and considered her options.

As she lifted the barbell, Mike and Jamal looked at each other, nodded, then simultaneously walked towards Cordelia. Mike reached her first, just as she was lowering the bar to her chest.

“Can I help you?” Cordelia asked, a tone of annoyance in her voice. Read more »

Two cousins rock each others world

This is not a true story, just a fantasy of mine with my real cousin. I changed the names so in case they find it, it’s not too obvious. This is my first story so sorry if it’s not great and let me know if there are any mistakes and I will correct them.

Jessie walked in on Bill in the shower. She caught a glimpse of his naked body. She had never thought of him in a sexual way before. Why would she, he was her little cousin. She had always looked at him as a child since she is 7 years older than him. Until now, when she saw his wet naked body. As she looked at his surprisingly muscular and toned body, she felt herself get turned on. She was attracted to her younger cousin. She felt ashamed but also thrilled. She noticed his young virgin cock. In a flaccid state, it was nothing impressive or shocking. Quite frankly average and plain, but she did wonder what it is like hard. As she continued to peek through the cracked door she hoped he didn’t see her. But a hornier side of her wanted to jump in there with him. She knew no one was home since the reason she was there is to make sure he stayed out of trouble when his parents were out of town. So she reached down her pants. She felt her panties were soaked from looking at her teenage cousin.  Read more »

The Breeding Machine: Chapter 5

**[Incest] [Pregnancy risk] [Coercion] [Kidnapping] [Exhibitionism] [Girl / Girl] [Girl / Boy] [DD/LG] [Oral fixation] [Light BDSM] [Interracial]**

# CHAPTER FIVE: WEEK TWO

We return now to James and Ariana, alone together in their dorm, six days after their first visit to The Breeding Machine. Having recovered from the severe discomfort of the first two days, the pair had much to discuss, and much time in which to discuss it. I should warn you, they appear to have grown more comfortable with each other following their experience. I cannot guarantee they’ll be able to resist each other much longer. But at least the water’s back on.

Ari drops her jeans to her ankles, and turns to her brother whilst lifting up her shirt.

“You joining me?” she smiled, disappearing under her top.

Once of the many things discussed over the last six days was just how comfortable they now felt. Including, but not limited to, how they felt comfortable showering together. Perhaps that they even *liked* the idea. Which is gross, of course. Completely inappropriate! But perhaps not as gross or inappropriate as spreading your legs to your brother, presenting your naked pussy, and having him rub you to orgasm with his shaft, separated only by a thin pair of trunks. By comparison, having a shower together felt quite sober. Read more »

The Breeding Machine: Chapter 4

**[Incest] [Pregnancy risk] [Coercion] [Kidnapping] [Exhibitionism] [Girl / Girl] [Girl / Boy] [DD/LG] [Oral fixation] [Light BDSM] [Interracial]**

# CHAPTER FOUR: THE TRIPLE

The following two days were agony. No food, no water, for two days. A cruel sentence in more ways than one. What we hadn’t considered was that, to enforce the punishment, they’d switched off the water in our en-suite bathroom. We can’t even wash our fucking hands. I think we’d taken pseudo-luxury for granted; Everything could be taken from us in an instant. There was no humanity in this place.

That wasn’t the only thing running through our minds, though. Actually there was something *far* more interesting that transpired just as we’d left that chamber.

This was that encounter:

Stepping through that second door, out of the concrete chamber and into the dimly lit hallway of cells just like our own, we were greeted by a familiar face. *Three* familiar faces, to be exact.

“El… Eloise!?” you gasp, jaw dropping, completely dumbstruck.

“Ariana!” she gawps back. Read more »

Teaser Chapters for new story: The Sublet [MF][Cheating][Roomates]

New story, new perspective. More to come, hope you enjoy.

Chapter One

“This is why they warned the class not to get married during the program!” I slapped the cover shut on my advanced marketing strategy textbook. Like a boxer pulling a punch, I smiled, hoping the grin would soften the weight of my words. I had a habit of betraying my true feelings. Perhaps, this is why I was reluctantly engaged at 27; just one year into my two-year MBA program; or should I say *our* MBA program.

“I hate when you bring up orientation.” Whether intentional or not, Jessica attempted to divert the argument away from the root issue. I always suspected she adopted this maneuver to capitalize on my nonassertive nature. She pulled her knees closer to her chest. We were sitting aside one another on the living room sectional. It was the only place to sit comfortably in the small room. I can only assume this was Jessica’s attempt at distancing herself from me. Read more »

The Game Part 1(MF) (FF) (MM)

THE GAME

“Do you want to play a game?”

Those are the words my friend Dave spoke as we relaxed in his parents house.

My name is Steve, Dave and I have been friends since our freshman year in high school.

Now in our senior year we have become each other’s best friend and confidant.
Not a day passes when we can’t be found hanging out with each other.

We know more about each other than we have ever shared with our families or girlfriends.    
We know each other’s secrets and desires.
Or so I thought.

That evening Dave’s parents had left, going out of town for the weekend.
Three days of freedom, freedom to get high and drink our fill as we raided his parents liqueur cabinet.
With an added bonus of our girlfriends joining us for the night.

Sakura the girl I had been dating for the last year was of Japanese decent.
I learned that Sakura translated into “Cherry Blossom”. 
If you were to ask my opinion this was the perfect name for her. Read more »

Company Ink Part 1

Company Ink Part 1

“This week is never going to end” she sighed to herself. It was only Wednesday. It was a chilly April night and Amber was just trying to get through the week. She laid back on her living room sofa, a glass of wine in one hand and her phone in the other. A singular motion on her phone, her thumb repeatedly swept back and forth. Her eyes scanned each and every profile, as if looking for excuses to deny each guy.

“Probably too into himself”, she thought, scrolling past another picture of six-pack abs. She snickered, shaking her head, as she passed up on a man who spent way too much time on his beard. She swiped away a few more men. Nature boys who will hike one time just to say they like the outdoors, fake cultured men who think one red wine is better than the next, weekend warriors who play with their guns, none of which seem any more real than the next. Read more »