Category: eroticliterature

I had a dream I dated and fucked Taylor Swift [MF] [sex] [passionate]

I spent most of the day waiting. In the back of the sound stage, by the wires, and the supplies, and the extra chairs. It was dark, hot, but I didn’t mind. I got to watch her.

It was getting close to lunch time, and they were filming the limo scene. Taylor was to look out the window, sing a few lyrics and that was to be it. But, Taylor wasn’t getting the take the director wanted. Take after take they tried, but Taylor just struggled to capture the moment of the scene.

After another fail, she glances up at me, the first time she looked at me in an hour. She looks sad, disappointed in herself. I simply did a half shrug and a little smile to ease the mood. She smiled brightly at me and let out a small laugh. You could see the tension leave her shoulders. Her bare, beautiful shoulders.

Taylor was in all black. Her hair was short and wavy. Her lipstick, bright red. Just the way I loved it. She had on black pants, that were tight, and a tight little top on – also black. It did, however have white lace around the neckline, which dropped down considerably for Taylor. Her neck was exposed and it felt as if all I did today was stare at it. Read more »

The Dutiful Little Housewife – Part 1 (Pics inside!) [MF]

*This is Part 1 of a two-part erotic collaboration between [F] u/LittleNaty (author) and [M] u/Mrquick83 (developmental editor). It is a revised and expanded edition of the u/LittleNaty story found [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/h8cqou/he_thought_i_am_drunk/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) Part 2 will be published tomorrow! Enjoy!*

Hello there! My name is [Natalie,](https://imgur.com/a/yCqeCiw) but that’s what my husband John calls me. I want you to call me Naty.

I thought John would be all I ever needed when I married him two years ago; shortly after my 25th birthday. He was so open about how he loved my lean body and slender physique. The way he hugged my slim waist and openly admired my 32B-sized breasts made me feel like I didn’t have to look like a plumped-up porn star to be lusted after and desired.

I can’t describe how important that is to me. I’m extremely shy, so nobody realizes the truth about me that I’ve always concealed.

The truth is I’m actually a dirty little slut.

Sometimes I’ll be speaking to a guy and I just can’t help wonder what it would be like if I could take him to a secluded Kolkata alleyway and just let him use me like a nasty whore. It’s a secret that makes me blush. Read more »

My turn (sub dom switch)

I hear her turn off the shower through the open Door. She comes into the room, still naked using a towel to dry her hair. She sees me still shackled to the bed and smiles.

“Good boy. Did you miss me?”

I say nothing, I’m just staring at her naked form. She laughs and walks out of the room into the hall. She leaves me there, I take a moment to gather myself and come up with a plan.I snap out of it when I hear her voice coming down the hall. She’s looking at me while resting against the door frame.

“Okay see you soon. I love you. Bye. ”

She hangs up her phone and puts it down on her dresser. She grabs a key and starts heading towards me. My heart starts pounding in my chest, I try to keep my breathing even. She undoes a shackle on my left ankle and a wave of excitement washes over me.

I lay there, motionless, patiently as she undoes my other shackles. She’s sitting on the edge of the bed as she undoes the last restraint on my left arm. I’m barely keeping it together as I hear the clinking of the key hitting the lock. Read more »

The Mile High Club, Chapter 5 [NSFW]

Chapter 5: The Connector (Lola)

There was always that one girl that had a way of wrapping everyone around her finger. She looks different in everyone’s story but she is always there, consistently getting her way and persuading people to do things they wouldn’t normally do. She is beautiful, she speaks eloquently and she sees opportunity in every situation.

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In my story—the story of me being a flight attendant struggling with fiancé and I being perpetually long-distance—the girl is Lola. She is a flight attendant that I met at my previous airline and we changed companies together. We had a mutual friend named Melissa who told us how all the Pilots and Attendants were the best; a close-knit family of sorts is how she described it. I had just gotten engaged to my long-time boyfriend when I switched companies and they promised me that even though I’d be in the air for more days at a time, I’d have more days off at a time, too. My fiancé loved that idea and so I took the job and when I did, Lola did too.

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Dirty Business: Chapter 2 (original work by Kevin Josin) [Cheating] [MF] [Masto]

The next day, Mark left for work as usual. He kissed Natalie and bade her goodbye while she was packing for a camping trip with her friends.

Natalie used to spend a long time when preparing for a camping trip or any other trip. She used to make a long checklist of things she need, things she might need, and even things she might not need, and she made sure everything on the list was ticked.

She was obsessed with details; she had been like that since she started to feel her marriage became somewhat tedious and routinary. It could be kind of a psychological defense, you know, as she always tried to occupy her mind with details whenever she felt bored or frustrated until it became a habit.

She also didn’t have a job or any kind of work to do. Well, she didn’t need to work because she was her father’s only daughter, so he gave her as much money as she wanted. She spent most of her time with her friends since she didn’t have kids, and when she was home, she binge watched her favorite series.

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The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 10

The next morning Anna wakes up to the smell of coffee and breakfast in the room. Sitting up, she sees her boss sitting on the balcony of their room looking at the view.

Wrapping herself in a robe she walks over, sits next to him, and leans her head his shoulder, “Good morning, I haven’t slept that well in a long time…”

“Well, I did my best to wear you out,” he chuckles. “Plus fresh country air is good for the body.”

He turns and kisses her.

Anna kisses him back sweetly and giggles at your statement. “Wearing me out is an understatement, sir.”

“I didn’t know if you preferred a massage from a man or a woman. So I scheduled one of each for this evening,” he says.

“Oh, I didn’t know I had a choice! I’d prefer a man, personally. But it doesn’t matter much to me, sir. I guess we will decide when we get back this evening”.

Another kiss.

“Fredrick will be here in 2 hours to take us to the conference. How are you feeling this morning?”

Anna accepts his second kiss with a smile. Read more »

Yes Daddy! Part One (MF Age Play)

(A new story, comments always welcomed)

Yes Daddy!

Part One

Men are simple creatures. I figure it this way, men are excited by a very limited “type” of woman in their fantasies. It’s almost as if they have been conditioned to respond to these types. There are variations, but they tend to fall into three types.

The farmer’s daughter type is an old favorite among men. The sexy young, ripe yet inexperienced girl, who with a little persuasion, is ready to skin off her tight Daisy Duke’s for an old fashioned roll in the hay. Perhaps a trip into the woods for some serious love in nature. Let me just say that this is seriously not me! The idea of rolling around in a haystack in a dirty old barn or naked in the woods humping on a stump is a no go! Bugs… ewww!

Then there are those that like the long, leggy, big busted, bleach blonde, Marilyn Monroe type. You know, the ones who look just as gorgeous naked or in flimsy lingerie as they do in their glamorous dresses and high heels. The *femme fatal* kind of woman who just oozes sex and sexuality. Not me either. First off, I’m not tall, or leggy, or busty, and lingerie makes me feel like I’m dressing up in a costume. Not the way to make me feel sexy, or sensual. I feel almost comic, so that’s a no. Read more »

Jen’s Plan, Part I (MF, Seduction, Oral, Age Difference)

She had constructed the plan two months ago on the very day that her best friend, Sara, had moved to the west coast. Jen was on a mission, and if all went well, her carefully considered plan would come to fruition in a few short hours.

To date, every aspect of the operation had been completed flawlessly, including Mike’s acceptance of her invitation for a happy hour drink. Sara had abruptly ended her relationship with Mike prior to her departure, so it seemed appropriate they gather to commiserate Sara’s departure.

The truth was, Jen had always thought Sara and Mike’s relationship a curiosity. As attractive 25 year-old women, Sara and Jen had their pick of men in their age group. While Mike was certainly attractive and wealthy, he was nearly 20 years older than Sara.

During a tipsy discussion, Sara had confided that Mike had an ability to sexually pleasure her in ways no other men ever had. When pressed for details, Sara confessed that, among other things, Mike’s oral game was top-notch and regularly brought her to multiple, toe-curling orgasms. Read more »

Noob looking for advice

Hi there! Hope I can get some help, advice and feedback here. I just wrote my first 1000 words, but I’m really struggling for a plan or idea of how to get people to read it and get feedback. I”m really curious and eager to do more of this as I feel there’s a lot of demand!

Any suggestions for a noob, any pointers for online communities I can ask for more help?
A couple of early readers hae told me to make it much steamier, and I agree with this myself to a great extent, just nervous about how well the writing style is and whether I should attempt to make things a bit hotter and more detailed.

Part 1 of the story can be read at [www.smuttytales.blogspot.com](https://www.smuttytales.blogspot.com/)

Thanks, and hope to get some advice on how write better and reach more readers!

Season of Eros (Part 1) (MF, Anal, Free Use, Cuckold, humiliation, orgy)

**Disclaimer**: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are 18 years or older.

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Dave woke up Sunday morning groggy and slow. Lying on his back he stared at the ceiling and sighed. He had spent most of the night drinking to calm his nerves. Dave knew the day was going to be a long and surreal one. There was grocery shopping that needed to be done and the bathroom of his new apartment needed to be painted. His girlfriend Sophie had told him there was no way she was going to let him do it all alone. This was his first relationship and they had been together for six months now. Dave loved that she was so willing to give up her day off to help him do chores. He had never met a woman so interested in him. Read more »