Category: eroticliterature

Uncharted: Finding Ubar (Chapter 3-Supply Trip) [Fanfiction] {BDSM] [Bondage] [Rope Bondage} {Hogtie Bondage] {Panty Gagged} {Pantyhose} {Encasement} {Mummification}

I’m back! Apologies for the break in posting my Uncharted bondage novels. Here is chapter 3 of my first Uncharted novel, Finding Ubar. It features Nate and Sully sneaking their way onto Marlowe’s supply plane heading to Ubar while Elena faces bondage torture at the hands of Marlowe and Rameses as they approach the desert city. Enjoy!

The next morning; the Yemeni cafe

“NATE, WAKE UP! WAKE UP KID! GODDAMMIT!”, yelled Sully, who had managed to escape Marlowe’s goons as Nate was still knocked out from his blow in the cafe square. “That’s it, time for drastic measures!”, Sully said as he got a barrel of water and splashed it onto Nate. “Finally, thought I lost ya”, said Sully as Nate came to. “Sully, is that you?….”, slowly mumbled Nate as he woke up. “OH SHIT…..ELENA! “SULLY WE GOTTA GO GET HERE! MARLOWE’S GOT HER….”, yelled Nate as he realized that Marlowe had kidnapped Elena. Read more »

The decision in the gym

I came across her for the first time at the gym, her bright orange sports bra and matching shorts caught everyone’s eyes that day. Her beauty was unmatched and her body a temple of sexuality spiking my lust with her every movement and excercise, and that was the moment I decided to take her. I waited until she was finished and entered the showers, locked the door behind me and found her naked curves glistening from the water.

I approached her hard and eager from behind leading with my big hard cock pressing it into her juicy ass, my hand found her mouth and quickly covered it.

“Don’t scream and you’ll enjoy this, fight and I’ll put you in your place.”

She immediately squirmed and struggled against my weight, turning herself to face me and I buried a punch into her flat smooth stomach knocking the wind from her. My eyes said everything I needed to get her to realize her situation, gasping for breath she nodded in acceptance. Read more »

Carol and James, part 1: Chores [MF] [gentlefemdom] [chastity]

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 part one of five; the second part will be published tomorrow. I hope you enjoy!

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You finish scrubbing the last plate, and place it on the rack to dry as Carol enters the kitchen. She sidles up to you and winds her arms round your waist, making you gasp.

“All done?” she asks cheerfully, her chin leaning on your shoulder.

“Yes, Ma’am,” you answer breathlessly. She chuckles at the nervous anticipation in your voice.

“Good boy. Just the floor left to clean now, and then you can come watch TV.”

“Thank you, Ma’am,” you say, relishing the praise – it always sounds so perfect on her lips.

She draws back as if to leave, but grabs your butt and squeezes it tightly in one hand before turning and going back into the lounge. You just hold back a moan, but can’t stop your cock from twitching in its cage, roused by her aggressive touch. Still, you know better than to get your hopes up too soon. You turn your mind to your next task. Read more »

Losing my virginity

He was 29 and I was 17. Yes, I was that young.? We knew each other because he lived in the neighborhood. I didn’t really like him because he was probably too popular. I think you know that kind of guy who is known by everybody, everybody likes him but actually, you don’t have any idea what kind of person he is. So, that was Joe.

One day, I was on the way home from school and I had had a horrible day. I don’t quite remember why, but I know I was very sad. It was wintertime, it was cold, it was dark, I felt miserable. Then suddenly a car stopped next to me. It was Joe and he offered me a ride back home. I accepted it, got into his car and he dropped me home. The following days roughly the same place he just came from nowhere and picked me up and took me home. I found out he was quite nice, funny and we talked a lot. From my school back home there were two different roads. One was straight through the town. Usually, it took a long time because of the traffic. The other was a little bit longer by distance, but there was no traffic. That one left the town, drove across a hill with sinuous roads, and then turned out the other end of the town where I lived. During the wintertime, this road wasn’t really used because of snow or ice. Although it was risky, he often chose this way to drop me off, and sometimes he even went to some sideroads to the woods and stopped there to talk. Read more »

Menage – part 3 of 3 [MMF, anal]

I didn’t think I could take another orgasm like that. I could lose consciousness, or something worse could happen and one of these men will have to call 911. Wouldn’t that be embarrassing!

I couldn’t figure out who did what, somehow, I ended on top of the friend, straddling right over his thick angry cock sheathed with a condom. My foggy mind cleared instantly when the drive of hard male cock slammed inside my sex again and pushed all the way until it hit my cervix. I responded with a gasp that was mixed with a scream. I looked down to see the friend gritting his teeth. His hands gripped my hips tightly, grounding me to him.

*Oh dear Lord, they weren’t finished with me yet.*

I tossed my head back, feeling myself struggling for breath. My body was slick with perspiration. The friend took full advantage of my exposed neck, nipping it, running his tongue up my neck to tug on my ear lobe with his teeth, sending more shivers down my back.

I heard a rip.

*Or was that a tear? Wait. That was the sound of another condom wrapper. Oh shit! He is not about to do what I think….* Read more »

Menage – part 2 of 3 [MMF, anal]

I felt like a rag doll in my lover’s arms. My legs crumpled from the weakness caused by my incredible orgasm. My lover reached down, picked me up into his arms and tenderly carried me over to the bed in the other room.

The friend followed us, cursing under his breath about “that shit was good” while wiping my juices off his moustache and chin.

Lying on my side, I curled up with a pillow and watched the two men as they slowly undressed. I’ve always been fascinated by how, in general, men seemed to be very comfortable with their bodies. As the two men stood before me, I studied the unique differences of their bodies.

My lover’s body was well-toned with muscular arms, flat abdomen, shapely legs and calves. His smooth tawny skin was lightly covered with fine dark hairs on his chest, arms and legs. His cock stood long and fully erect, out from the thick brush of soft pubic hair.

His friend was obviously into body building. He had muscles that roped around his arms and legs. His chest was powerfully-defined and complimented with an abdomen that definitely fit the description of “washboard.” His warm mocha-colored skin was completely hairless. His hard cock was not as long as my lover’s but was thick and heavily veined. Read more »

Menage – part 1 of 3 [MMF, anal]

My best story written….

*“Meet me in the lounge bar at the Bond Plaza. And, wear something nice…underneath.”*

My lover’s instructions were simple and I clearly understood what he meant by “underneath.” In other words, wear one of my best lingerie outfits. But I as I left the cab and walked towards the glass doors of the exclusive hotel, I couldn’t help but wonder what was the special occasion? We had been seeing each other exclusively for about six months now. It wasn’t any kind of anniversary, nor was my birthday or any holiday coming up.

I smiled warmly at the portly doorman who greeted me and held a door open for me to enter. In the cavernous but elegantly decorated foyer, I felt a chill cascading down my back to the exposed lengths of my legs. The chill could have been caused by the brisk autumn evening breeze that followed me in. Or it could have been the anticipation I was feeling with my mind speculating what my lover had planned for us. Read more »

Visiting Anna – 03 The bet and a bit of fun (MF)

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g9xrbg/visiting_anna_01_arrival_and_some_wine_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g9xrbg/visiting_anna_01_arrival_and_some_wine_mf/)

Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gahedv/visiting_anna_02_requests_and_payments/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gahedv/visiting_anna_02_requests_and_payments/)

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“What do you mean with… a bet you have going with some of your friends?”

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Anna’s face got even more red at that question. She was laying there, naked and ready for some fun. But this question got her a little embarrassed.

“Well….” She said quietly as she started fidgeting with her fingers.

“I told my girl friends about you, and that I was hosting you.” She continued, giving a little background. It seemed like she was stalling a little.

“And after some wine… and me showing a couple pictures…” She was having difficulties getting to the point.

“Well… we all agreed that you were hot!” Anna was now beat red as she tried to get herself to tell me about this bet.

“And?” I pushed her along with a kiss on her warm, wet pussy.

“And we talked about you for a while that night.” She continued, getting a little more comfortable.

“And?” I leaned in for another kiss.

“And we agreed that you were fuckable!” She blurted out, trying to get to the point. Read more »

Teasing my neighbor on Wedding anniversary

It was 4 10 PM and I and my husband thought it would be better to get me dressed “appropriate” so that I can get locked out of the house. I had already laid out all that I was going to wear on our bed. I had planned to tease Mr. Yoder by showing as much as possible without having to strip. I wanted him to see all of me while my husband watched me teasing Mr. Yoder from our bedroom. I had waxed my armpits, my legs, and my pussy the previous evening. I started applying makeup first because I did not want to ruin my lingerie. I put on my foundation, concealer, highlighter, eyebrow gel, eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara, and bright red lip color.
I then put on the lingerie ensemble that I had planned for the evening. I wore a black lace sheer V neck back closure lingerie bra that has scalloped trim and two straps on either side of the cup that acted as a highlight to my cleavage and with thin straps, a double very thin-strapped black thong which only covered my crotch, a black lace garter belt with 6 suspenders, and a sheer thigh high stocking with lace top. I completed the look with my 5″ black stilettos. I walked down and my husband said “Don’t give Mr. Yoder a heart attack” and spanked my ass. I rubbed my ass on his cock which was already hard. We both went over the plan one more time and asked my husband to double-check if his cellphone is on silent mode, I did not want Mr. Yoder to hear his phone ring inside the house. Read more »

Take What Is Yours

In seconds the words you say to me can have me swelling with pleasure and cursing your name all at the same time. The mere thought of you taking the control you only elude to is intoxicating. You make one simple statement that my submissive mind instantly interprets as a command and I want so badly to obey, to give in to my nature and please. It’s as if my very existence depends on my ability to accommodate your requests. And in those moments, those tortuous moments when the seconds tick on, ringing in my head, the ache between my thighs spreads like a wildfire into my belly and reminds me over and over how I have relinquished control to you. It doesn’t matter how small or how large the control I’ve given, but that I have. I want to do anything possible to ensure your favor, to ensure the pleasure only you can cultivate. I want to prove to you how much I deserve every ounce of indulgence that strikes. I imagine it like a piano key striking a chord. The need radiates out in waves like sound until I become this needy girl ravenous for orgasm at your will and not my own. I want you to witness how feral I become and to see the burning desire in my eyes. I crave for you to understand how the electricity runs through my body and is a delightful debilitator when you exert your force over me. I fear I’ll never have the right words to express those moments. Might I propose you never stop and perhaps one day I’ll be able to explain how needy my cunt becomes and wants every part of my being answering to your mercy. How long must I beg for you to take what is yours?