Category: eroticliterature

What If… [MF] [exhib] [dub-con]

*Showing cleavage today again?*

Of course I am. I reply, “Maybe.” I’m wearing yet another tank top and yoga pants, my favorite uniform for working from home. My hair is loose, reaching below my shoulder blades and tickling my neck when the wind blows. Grinning, I look back up to continue my walk.

*Well hope your nips are poking. Any watchers?”*

“Not yet.” I’m about to pass the house where my admirer has sat nearly daily, poorly concealed in his truck or sitting on his trailer. I feel his eyes on me even when I’ve passed by him. But today he’s not there. Darn, I kind of like the attention. Maybe he’ll be here when I am on my way back in a bit.

Continuing on, it’s almost time to turn around when a truck pulls up beside me. He asks if everything is ok. “Oh yeah, I’m just walking.” I flash him a friendly smile and tilt my head, noticing his eyes wander down. “Ok, I was just checking. You sure?” He looks almost thirsty as he glances down again. “I’m seriously good but I do appreciate your concern.” I grin bigger, letting him know he was caught red handed. What if? Read more »

His Surrender (male/male, first time anal)

New story commission posted on my blog.
[His Surrender](https://www.loubealysfetisherotica.com/2020/05/his-surrender.html)

“Phil gets a full body massage from an older masseur and gets more than he bargained for. He didn’t realize that he was going to have a happy ending. He is drawn into a relationship with the older man that he is both arousing and shameful to him. He is still straight, even if he lets a man massage him in the most intimate way possible… right?”

Smashwords version coming soon.

Early morning on the farm.

Hey guys, this is my first time writing. Let me know what you think, my girlfriend seemed to love it.

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5:00am – I awaken to the alarm for our morning feeds blaring in my right ear, I stop it quickly so as not to wake you up. We had taken a nap for 2 hours to get some more energy before we started working again.

I look over and you’re fast asleep, lying on your sides with your ass pushed out towards me. I can’t help but grab it, fantasising about your body backing up into mine. I start massaging around your hips in circles, its not long before blood starts racing to my penis, I can see it twitching as it begins to throb.

I gently lift your lower body towards me and wedge my now erect penis in between your ass – you twitch as if you are about to awaken. Sure, I could have moved myself but it’s the control that I like.

I move my hand down your leg slowly, first towards your pussy, then towards your ass. Back, and forth.
It was the first stroke of my dry hump that fully wakes you up – good morning. Read more »

Lisa 8. Medical exam.

I came home and the front room was well lit. Above the couch was a framed sign that said, “Doctor’s office. Please Take a Seat Until Your Name Is Called.”

Oh Jesus. What now?

I sat on the couch. There were magazines fanned out on the coffee table. Old issues of “Better Homes and Gardens” and “Good Housekeeping.” Despite my apprehension I had to laugh. Say what you want about Lisa, she pays incredible attention to detail.

Shortly she came out of the guest bedroom. My mouth dropped open a bit. She was wearing an old-fashioned nurse’s outfit, complete with the starched cap. She was carrying a clipboard. 

She looked down at it and said, “Mr. O___? We can see you now. Come into the exam room.”

I stood and followed her into the guest bedroom. She’d removed all the prints and pushed the bed into the corner. Instead, in the middle of the room was what had to be her massage table, though I wasn’t sure because it was draped with a white sheet. There was something blue on it. Read more »

MFM 80% true story of the birth of my cuckold and humiliation fetish (cuck, humiliation, anal, D/s, cheating.)

I was married to a beautiful young woman named Sophie. She was tall, blonde and heavily tattooed with large fake breasts. She got attention wherever she went and I loved it. I’d always had a fantasy about sharing her with other men, but she was never interested. After many years of bringing it up, she finally agreed to have a threesome with another man. We looked for guys on dating apps and had no trouble finding interested men.

Enter David. A tall and handsome Spaniard with dark hair and olive skin. We all went out for a drink and immediately it was clear that their chemistry was electric. Before long we were back at his place and she was asking me for reassurance that this was okay. I could tell she was excited and turned on, and I let her know that she could do whatever she wanted. With that being said, she immediately got on her knees and started undoing his jeans. When his half hard cock fell out of his underwear I could tell she was impressed, and so was I. As she took him in her mouth his cock grew with each passing second, his slowly hardening dick intimidating me more and more as it became clear that he was twice my size. I’m not that small, so I wasn’t used to feeling that way. Read more »

Just starting out

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New Adventures in Quarantine: Meeting the Nosey Neighbor (MF)

If you want to check out the previous chapters: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gcfs7n/new_adventures_in_quarantine_chapter_3_finishing/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gcfs7n/new_adventures_in_quarantine_chapter_3_finishing/)

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The next morning, I woke up to a sexy selfie from Riley with a caption, “So sore, but I slept so good last night!” I smiled, saving the picture. I had no intention of showing somebody else, but I knew I would be returning to it again, when I needed a reminder how it felt inside her.

Replaying yesterday, I remembered my neighbor watching. I didn’t know her name, but I had seen her around. Once, she was on the elliptical in front of me at the gym. Her ass bouncing in those leggings was mesmerizing.

A couple days later, I finally decided to take out the trash. Walking away from the dumpster, I noticed a lucky surprise. That cute neighbor was walking towards me with a bag of trash.

“Hi! I’m Eva” She greeted brightly as she heaved trash into the dumpster.

“Hey, James” I replied, not sure how to play this, but she was straight to the point.

“I saw your little show the other day.” I actually blushed a little. “Entertaining. I just wish I could have gotten a closer look.” Read more »

Up and Coming – Ch 4 (final chapter with new edits – reposted because I accidentally deleted a while ago) (drug and alcohol triggers) (rape) (humiliation) (incest) (forced orgasm) (political intrigue)

*( Sorry about reposting. Trying to be a good citizen and complete my stories.)*

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Up and Coming Ch 4

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If I am renown for anything besides being self-righteous it is for being ticklish, and for my resemblance to the television star Carla Gugino. Especially, when I smile. There is a framed picture of me on the mantle in our Andersonville living room where a girlfriend of mine has snuck up behind me and grabbed my ribs. The photo captured the explosive smile on my face and I had to admit that the resemblance was strong. We could be sisters. I have always pretended to hate the attention, but who does? Secretly, I was more than a little proud to be compared to her.

As dawn was breaking over Gampy’s End Times Bunker deep in the West Virginia wilderness I sat at the kitchen table staring at the tablet Maria held for me. After a sleepless night of intense hallucinations, rape, and confusing acts of compliance, my mind was not ready to process the abstract whirl of feminine flesh on the screen. My first thought when I recognized mine as the face pulled back from the side by side 69 with a smile that suggested both joy and pleasure was, ‘Oh yeah, Carla Gugino.’ I felt a perverse moment of pride at the sheer beauty of a nude mother and daughter holding each other in a yin-yang exchange of pleasure. Read more »

Quarantine [MFM]

It was the morning light pouring in from the window that made me start to stir. My legs stretched out under the blanket and my body naturally groaned. I hadn’t even opened my eyes yet but that’s when I felt her. My wife, April. Her naked soft curvy body was laying on its side right next to mine. Her hair was tickling my face and her scent was filling my nostrils. I had one arm under her pillow, and the other draped across her side, holding her by her stomach. I groaned and stretched again, feeling my hard morning wood against her soft fat little ass that was just perfect to grind against.

My eyes started to crack open and I could see the horizon of her shoulder staring back at me just a few inches. I ran my eyes down the lines of her body until it disappeared under the covers while my hand slithered up her stomach and cupped her breast, squeezing it gently. My neck stretched out and I kissed her on the back of the shoulder , right on top of that butterfly tattoo. Read more »

Carol and James, part 5: Aftercare [MF] [gentlefemdom] [chastity]

[Reposted due to incorrect title]

[Click here for part 1.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gb2hlf/carol_and_james_part_1_chores_mf_gentlefemdom/)

This is a story about a submissive man named James, and his partner Carol – a dominant woman with a gentle touch and an iron will. The story is written from James’s point of view, and takes place over one evening. This is the fifth and final part; in the previous instalment, Carol allowed James the honor of bringing her to orgasm. I hope you enjoy!

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Carol’s moans tell you that she’s reaching her peak again; you keep licking until you’re sure you’ve brought her to orgasm, and then pause for breath. Your neck is stiff from holding your position so long, and your tongue and jaw ache from exertion. Your cock feels drained and overused even though you haven’t actually come – it flops against your stomach, half-erect more out of obligation than passion. The sheets beneath you are cold and damp with your sweat.

Carol reaches down and pats your thigh, panting heavily.

“That was… four, darling. Good job…” she says. “One more… to go…”

You make a muffled sound of complaint, and Carol lifts herself off your face slightly so you can speak. Read more »