Category: eroticliterature

Amanda stared at herself in her full length mirror for several minutes.

Her brown hair was thrown back behind her shoulders. Her breasts jutting out from behind the lace of her bra, dark nipples barely hidden behind the white fabric. The blue pantia she wore were cotton fabric, a slight white imprint could be visible to the front.

She had been standing here since she drove home in a daze. Walking up the steps to her apartment, and sliding the key into the lock, placing her purse on the table; all actions of some other person now.

She didn’t know what to feel. She didn’t know how to feel. She stared at herself seeing the curves of her hips and her breasts. Her clear, creamy skin only mared by a splattering of freckles on her high cheekbones. She saw the slight space between her thighs leading down to her ankles and feet.

She needed to shower.

Turning from the mirror, she grabbed an extra large t-shirt and a red set of cotton panties. When she got to the restroom, she turned the water on, steam immediately rising from the base. She pulled the lever to divert the water to the shower head and waited for the water to resume steaming. Read more »

Casey lived with Julie in the rundown apartment I mentioned in a previous story. Although I’d known Casey for some time—and we had many close friends in common—we’d never really spent any time alone just the two of us.

One evening I knocked on their apartment door, and after announcing who it was, I heard Casey’s voice from somewhere within, inviting me to let myself in.

When I opened the door, I saw Casey on the opposite side of her living room, standing in nothing but a towel. Although taken aback by this, I did my best to play it cool, pretending that Casey was fully dressed as I had (reasonably) expected her to be (especially given her usual shy personality). Still, I had to admit to myself that there was an exciting sight before me; Casey was the most fit of all my friends, and was somehow perpetually tan. I couldn’t help but steal a few glances at her toned legs and the hint of cleavage peaking out from the top of her towel. Read more »

I had a dream that i fucked my old boss.
I texted him randomly like i always did and we talked like we did the first time i texted him. Casually throwing out hints of wanting to fuck. We stayed up all night and it felt like it went on for days. When we would go bed it was the same way, saying how bad we need and wanted to fuck soon but we would never do it. Then i was at my old job and seen an employee and he was saying how he was saying that if i needed anything to tell my old boss because i was his. So when we stopped talking, i walked inside and knocked on his door. When he opened the door, i put my hand on my stomach because i could feel this rush inside and it made my pussy wet. He answered the door and gave me a half smirk and asked why i was there. I asked to come in and talk about something, he let me in and i waited for him to sit. I asked why he said that i was his and he stood back up and told me that was because i am his. He grabbed me by my neck and pushed up against the large safes on the wall. He looked at me so fiercely and my pussy kept getting wetter. He said he couldnt handle it and me coming to his office was all he could take. He slid his fingers up my dress and grabbed my thigh while his other hand slowly let go of my throat and on to my hair. He asked if i was sure i could handle it and i was so aroused i couldnt reply i just shook my head slightly and bit my lip. He slid my panties over and could feel how wet i was just from my panties. He started to rub my clit and slowly insert his finger in, then another making me push up onto my toes letting out a moan. He kept going faster and as deep as he could, feeling his fingers being engorged in my tight pussy. I told him i was gonna cum and so he stopped and took his fingers out. His hand was still wrapped around my hair and he pulled me over to his desk bending me over so he could see everything. He got down on his knees and start kissing up my thighs, stopping and biting as he get closer. He pulled my underwear down and stood up, grabbing my face to look at him and putting my wet panties in my mouth. He told me i was a good girl, so far. He went back down and start running his tongue up and down on my pussy. Spreading my lips, getting every inch of my pussy in his mouth. I can feel myself about to cum and i dont try to say anything but kept moaning so he didnt stop me again. I could control the loudness in my moans. Every time id moan loader, hed smack my ass. My legs began to shake and i came. I came in his mouth and he stayed there and continued to suck on my cunt til i stop shaking and sucked me dry. He stood up and left all my pussy juice on his lips, turned me around, took my panties out of my mouth. He licked his lips and began to take my dress off not taking his eyes off me. I sat there hesitantly, helping him because i dont like my body and finally he got it off. I was waiting for him not to want anymore of me but he said nothing and just kissed me. I take my bra off as we kiss and let out my big breast. He took his hands and start to massage them , taking breaks from kissing me to suck and lick my nipples. His hard cock is pressing against me. I take off his belt, then unzip your pants. With his one hand, he helps slid his pants and underwear down, revealing his cock that i could feel pressing against me before. Harder than i thought. I lick my lips in hopes that i can get put my mouth around it . I wanted to be able to taste him. All of him but he licked his fingers and wiped my pussy so i even more wet and he teased me. He was rubbing his cock on my clit and sticking just the tip in my tight hole. I grabbed him by the hips and pulled him closer to me and watched as his cock slids all the way in. My pussy squeezing every inch of him. He pulled out slowly but not all the way, then thrust back in me. Making me jump and arch my back. He did that a few more times and pulled out. He sat down in his chair and told me to come taste how good i taste. I get down off his desk and get on my knees and start to lick up the front of his cock, getting any dripping juices off. Then i put his head in my mouth and then going all the way down til his cock is all the way in and touching the back of my throat. I gag slightly and start bobbing my head up and down. I did this for a little and he told me to stop. He was getting close and didnt wanna cum in my mouth yet. He wanted to fill me to see bis cum drip out of my pussy so i stop and get up. I turn around and sit on his lap, so he would get the best view of him sliding in and out of me and my tight ass. I start bouncing up and down on him. One hand of his was on my hip and one my ass, slapping my ass making me moan louder with ever hit. Making me close to cum again. He tells me im HIS little slut and his only and he will fuck me like this whenever he needs to. He then tells me hes going to cum so he grabs my hair and pulls me then moves his hand to my throat and he sits up from his chair so were close together and he put his other hand around my waist and squeezed me, pushing me down hard as he releasd. Filling me and i start to cum at the same time. I feel every pulse as we both flinch. I slowly start to stand up and but bend over so his filling doesn’t leak out too fast. Then when im completely off him i stand up and flinch my pussy a little and he watchd as his cum pushes out of my pretty pussy and slides down my legs. Then i woke up and my pussy was soaked.

Emma and I came up in the same hometown, but our adult lives couldn’t have been any more different. While I’d always vaguely flirted with the idea of a career in the arts, Emma was actually making it happen as a photographer.

Still, our friendship remained intact as her success grew. One fall afternoon, Emma stopped by my apartment to visit me. We spent the afternoon exploring before returning to my place with some Chinese carryout for dinner. Since my roommates were home, we set up to eat on the floor near the foot of my bed in my bedroom.

Although I’d never really thought too much about Emma sexually (save for a few instances where—I’ll admit—I jerked off thinking about her just for fun), I can’t deny that there was something very attractive about her that evening: her artsy style (large-framed glasses, shoulder-length brown hair, a dark sweater, and a flannel skirt) went well with her somewhat slight frame. Read more »

If eating were filmed like sex…

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Imagine, if you will, a 55 minute film of a man eating a powdered jelly doughnut. The doughnut is incredibly large. The man first slobbers absolutely all over the doughnut. Then he rubs it over his face and head while moaning. Oddly, the doughnut does not fall apart. He spanks himself in the face with the doughnut and then squeezes it mercilessly. Suddenly, then repeatedly, the audience sees the first bite taken from the doughnut in slow motion and closeup. His teeth dig into the pastry. There is a wide explosion of jelly – it washes down his body. Strangely, the spray of jelly keeps on coming. It gets on the wall. It goes up his nose. He doesn’t even wince when it gets in his eye. Eventually, the flow of jelly slows down, becoming a weak red dribble down his face. The doughnut looks much as it did at the start of the movie, except for the bite mark which has one small dot of red jelly. The man starts picking jelly off himself and rubbing it over his lips. He even mines a bit of jelly out of his nose and eats it. Read more »