Category: eroticliterature

The Roommates, Part 8 [NSFW]

We played footsies under the table the whole time we ate breakfast, sharing interesting stories or photos we found on Reddit with each other while we caught up on our phones. The more time we spent together, the more I found we really did have things in common. She liked a lot of the same regional bands that I liked, we had taken a few of the same classes in college, and we loved the same foods. We both took our coffee black, we loved Die Hard as a Christmas movie, and the list virtually went on. And the physical connection was tremendous. Electric, and I previously didn’t think that was a thing in real life—just in movies and books. But it was electric when we touched, and the intensity was only growing. So I knew that I had to pursue this beautiful goddess of a woman. But that meant I had to come clean about everything to Brock and talk to Kelly about doing that, too.

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Stealing my Roomate’s Hookup (MF)

One Friday night in my apartment I shared with an acquaintance from college, I was relaxing and watching tv after a long week when he bursts in, hammered after an extensive and extended happy hour. We chatted briefly where he mentioned he had a girl coming over soon. He slurringly bragged about how hot she was and told me to wear earplugs because of the the noise they would be making. My eyeroll went unnoticed as I pieced together a snack from the pantry and he went to get ready.

A knock came while he was still in his room, so I got the door for him. The sight that greeted me was incredible sexiness packed into a dick appointment outfit.

Her shorts barely covered her caramel colored thighs. A casual t-shirt tightened around her tits, teasing with their perfect handful size. Her curly, natural hair accented a sexy face.

Cursing my roommate for seemingly pulling my dream fuck, she asked. “Tom here?”
“Um.. yea..he-“
“Oh heyyy Maya.” My roommate interjected dragging her name in a drunken attempt at seduction. Maybe it was imagination, but I thought I caught her sigh softly at this. Read more »

True story: ex girlfriend confesses.

You’ve all heard this before I bet but this is true. It really happened. I’ve never told anyone before and probably won’t again- I just had to share it.

When I was about 24-years old I had a girlfriend. Let’s call her Caz. I will describe her but that’s not really important, Caz was lovely. A brunette with shoulder length curly hair; blue eyes; pale skin; small breasts on her slim frame.

When we meet she was a Virgin (my first) and was slightly prudish-but like to wear pretty underwear for me.

The fly in the ointment for me was her friend Liz. Liz saw me as a threat to their close relationship and made it clear I was not wanted.

Caz and Liz had booked a holiday to Spain before we had met, in those days it took ordinary folk like us a year to save for a holiday so I wasn’t really upset.

It was a long couple of weeks- remember: no internet; phone calls were expensive and difficult to sort. But… she came back tanned and happy… with stories of a group of fun people her and Liz has met up with that helped her through the times she missed me. Read more »

Hair Color, Pt 2 [GB] [NonCons] [MMMF]

Quick recap of the colors:
Red=happy/excitement
Blue=relaxed or content
Grey=embarrassment or shame
Black=anger
Purple=illness
White=sadness/pain
Green=jealous (actually makes sense with that one)
Brown=confusion/worry
Pink=need (hunger, thirst, pay raise, etc.)
Blonde=arousal/confidence
Orange=fear/anxious

I spent the next several days locked in my room after ‘the incident,’ only sneaking out for trips to the bathroom, and brief excursions to the kitchen for food. The hotel manager was pretty understanding, accepting my excuse of “heavy flow girl problems,” and it was summer time so no classes to miss out on. My parents called a few times (per day) to check up on me, my mother commiserating with me, my father offering his services to hunt down and mercilessly butcher someone. He may or may not be on a watch list now…

My hair maintained a steady mix of white and grey, dominant color varying every couple of hours. I had deleted my main social media accounts, no more Snapchat, no more Instagram. Facebook and Reddit were a thing of the past. Too many dick pics (and pussy pics for that matter), and lame one liners from each app. Some of them were interesting – the one liners, not the pictures. Well, a few pictures weren’t so bad, if I’m being completely honest, but come on. No one wants an unsolicited dick in her inbox. Generally… Read more »

Porked in the Ass by the Ghost of an Electrician Named Ted [gay] [ghost] [anal] [rimming]

As a semi-professional gay Spiritist, folks call me up all the time to investigate paranormal activity in their homes. Most of the time the situation can be chalked up to leaky pipes, creaking floorboards, and faulty machinery, but every now and then I’ll encounter and actual specter, and I usually fuck them. Or they’ll fuck me. Or we’ll do a sort of swapsies and each take a turn fucking the other. Why do I do this? For starters, it’s an out of this world experience. Ghosts can contort their bodies into shapes a human might never even dream about, which has led to many amazing fuck sessions in the past. Imagine a cock that’s able to lengthen or shorten at will, not to mention changing in texture. Ribbed perhaps? Well fuck me, yes please. Oh, and also sometimes ghosts are harboring latent gay desires that they need to work out before moving on. This is a story about one of those.

One morning I was called out to an investigation across town at this old two-story house that was broken up into smaller apartments. Folks in the building had been complaining about unexplainable noises at odd hours of the night. Maintenance for the building had already been called out more than once and the landlord just blamed it on an old building. The dude who called me, however, felt it was something more. Read more »

They Came for Me Last Night (MF) (Bondage) (Forced Orgasms) (Denial)

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# They Came for Me Last Night

They came for me last night. I was told they would come, told my actions would have consequences, but still, I was surprised when they grabbed me out of my bed. I fought, but against three strong men, I had no chance. A blindfold was tied over my eyes before I felt a sharp prick on my arm.

I awoke to the feeling of steel cuffs being ratcheted shut over my slender wrists. My arms were lifted above my head, pulling the cotton nightgown I wore up above my hips. I was on my back on a cold surface, with the blindfold still covering my eyes I could only hear and feel my surroundings.

I heard the clicking of the handcuffs to a metal ring, my arms were stretched tight above my head. My captor didn’t say a word as he walked the length of the table on which I was laying, Each footfall seemed to echo in my head. I felt a strong hand grabbing my right ankle, pulling my legs apart. I fought, tried to kick out, but his strength was too much. I felt a thick leather belt cinching tight around my ankle. Read more »

It was fucking incredible!

Sherry sucked and licked the head of my cock as she fist pumped the the shaft. She did this for about a minute, then she took my entire length into her mouth till I felt the head of my cock literally hitting the back of her throat. She was fucking her own face on my cock with such sluttish enthusiasm! It didn’t take long for me to cum. I shot my load into her eager mouth, and she eagerly swallowed every drop. And then I woke up.

The Estate: Part Five -The Garden [FF]

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/goy94e/the_parlor_fmm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gp42hi/the_parlor_part_ii_interlude/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Three A](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gpls57/the_estate_part_iii_the_cottage_mfff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Three B](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gqqh3w/the_estate_part_iii_the_cottage_continued/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Three C](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gr5xan/the_estate_part_iii_c_the_cottage_concluded/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Four](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gtz1nc/the_estate_part_four_the_studio_mffvoyeur/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Part Five: The Garden

Chapter One

Katarina touched my cheek and walked out of the bathroom. I pinched my nose and submerged myself in the deep bath. Katarina moved through this world as if it were made for her. On the other hand, I was completely lost, both in the turbulent discourse of my mind and in the life I had established. I curled beneath the warm water and tried to empty my head. I focused on the uncomfortable sensation caused by a bubble of air tickling the inside of my nose and I concentrated on the echoed sound of sloshing water. For a moment this seemed to work, but soon suffocating discomfort overtook my chest and the image of Katarina’s arched rib cage flashed before my eyes. I lifted my head from the water and gasped for air. Read more »

Jake, from State Farm? Nothing good happens on calls at three in the morning…[MF], [Sneaky], [Cougar], [Fanfic]

*Ok, this was beyond indulgence to write. Seeing those ridiculous fucking commercials got me thinking…what was Jake from State Farm really looking for?*

 

The line was silent as Susan weighed whether she was *really* going to go through with it. She called at three in the morning, what else was she going to say?

“What–” she began sheepishly at first. Susan steeled herself and repeated in a lower sultry tone. She was ready for excitement. “What are you wearing, Jake from State Farm?”

She regretted her words as the line clicked. She’d gone too far. Susan was beyond excited and thought about the times she’d bumped into the meaty insurance appraiser in the office. She hated herself for taking the step. She was a married woman.

Susan got up and opened the study door, being careful not to wake her husband on the second floor.

She nearly jumped out of her skin as her phone began buzzing on the hard wooden desk. The Skype call noise was different from the cell ring. It was loud and sounded like a modem from the nineties. Read more »

The Roommates, Part 7 [NSFW] [Oral] [Anal]

I know it sounds crazy but we ended up falling asleep on the floor by the front door that evening. We woke in the middle of the night when Kelly’s phone went off—it was Brock. “It’s 2am, why is he calling at 2am?” she grumbled to herself as she peeled her naked body off of mine and grabbed her phone from the kitchen counter. “How do you know it’s him?” I asked. “The tone, the ringtone,” she stammered.

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“Hello?” she yawned. I could hear Brock’s voice through the phone in the silent apartment. “Babe, I hate to wake you. My buddy just called me and told me we got on a flight this morning, last minute. By the end of the day I’ll be back in California.” I heard him. She was silent. “Babe you there?” he asked again, raising his voice. “Yeah, okay text me the flight information. Are you coming straight here or, you know, you’ve been on a plane.. shouldn’t you like, you know, self-quarantine with the boys for two weeks just in case?” she asked. She wasn’t wrong; Brock really should be isolating himself after being in New York and then traveling via airplane. I mean it was the right thing to do for Kelly and I… but it also gave us more time together. “Yeah, yeah, most definitely,” he said, “we have a room at a hotel down the street and I was going to see if you’d drop off some of my stuff there. I’ll send you the room number when I get it.” She agreed but then reminded him that it was the middle of the night and said goodbye. “Let’s get in my bed,” I said to her. Read more »