Category: eroticliterature

What happens in Ireland, stays in Ireland…

This is my first story. I welcome legitimate feedback from readers. Please message.

Venturing into a new city alone is always a little exciting and scary. Fortunately, for me, I got lucky and happened to run into a few very cute women at the airport that looked as lost as I was. After chatting a bit, we decided to team up for the day’s expeditions.

The one in the red pants immediately caught my attention. She was bubbly and personable. She was mostly a blonde but had some pink in her hair, with an absolutely gorgeous face. The red lipstick on her lips made them so enticing. And the body…the body was irresistible, with a perfect ass to match.

There was plenty to do, see and eat. We ventured off to see cathedrals, walked the city, and eventually made our way to temple bar with some guidance from a local. Sitting down for my first pint of Guinness and a shot of Jameson in Ireland. Both went down so smooth. While we were sitting down, the blonde’s friend got up to use the restroom. I decided now may be a good time to chat her up. As we’re talking, we seem to be connecting really well. We exchange light touches, and culminates in my hand resting on her soft, supple thighs. She rests her hand on mine and grazes my fingers. We both look down, and then back up looking at each other. We broke our touch as the friend was coming back from the restroom. I hoped it wouldn’t be the last time we touched… Read more »

A letter from your rich lover waiting the end of quarantine [M4F] [Letter] [Instructions]

*This is a letter extracted of a long fantasy role play I have as a rich tailor and dom lover of a smart beautiful trophy wife. I share it to you in hope you might enjoy it as well. Anthing to make this quaratine go away faster right ? ;) It was originally written in french, I hope there isn’t too much mistakes !!*

*It’s my first post on reddit and here. If it’s well received I may come back to post regularly of the “progress” I make with this young creature.*

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Madam,

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As you know, I have to wait until this little ordeal are over before I find you again. It gave me time to think about how our relationship should unfold afterward. In fact, I have outlined a precise sequence of your tasks following the success of your little test. I am taking the liberty of passing it on to you so that you can better project yourself on what awaits you.

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At 7pm, you will receive my latest creation. ( [link](https://i.pinimg.com/originals/28/01/04/2801049c8fd7de8fc777c91affe6a27a.jpg)& [link](https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSzQs72srkgBpuDk8AKpeEdZ51Z0Dj3bfECJ3XNIHczaY_Frt8Zog&s))

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[MF] My First Encounter with Orally Obsessed Anna

Later I would seek out girls with an oral obsession, but Anna found me.

Before her I figured most girls sucked dick for the guy’s benefits, I mean I figured most didn’t hate it, or I hoped that was true, but I never imagined it’d drive any girl to get off.

Then I met Anna.

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Anna was a sweet Christian girl.

I wasn’t religious in the slightest but my buddy was, one time he wanted to swing by the chapel at the university for some reason and I just tagged along. Probably one of the most random actions of my life, but it was a great happenstance.

We went in for whatever reason, there was Anna amongst all the other people, a sexy little Asian girl, nicely dressed, well spoken with the cutest little eyes and prettiest face and long black straight hair. She was really cute, she’s what I remembered. But I didn’t know her name then.

I ran into her a few days later at a coffee shop on campus. She approached me, wasn’t I “Todd’s friend?” Hadn’t we, “talked at the Church?” Read more »

Olivia’s Ultimatum [MF]

“For the rest of the vacation, I have one rule, and I’m only going to tell you once.” Olivia breathed in deeply, exhaling slowly before continuing. “I consent to whatever, as long as you don’t ask.”

She watched as Gary’s eyes flashed wide, searching her boyfriend’s face for any sign of his reaction.

“Can I flip you over? Can I pull your hair? Can I spank your ass?”

Olivia had found the weeklong stay at an all-inclusive beach resort to be fun and relaxing, but she had grown tired of constantly having to give affirmations during their nightly sexual encounters. Consent is sexy, but Olivia was tired of having to say “yes” to every move.

It wasn’t long before Olivia discovered that she might have bit off more than she had bargained for.

That very night, their usual soak in the balcony hot tub got hotter than usual when Gary took ahold of her wrist and guided it to his swim trunks.

Olivia smiled at her boyfriend’s rather tepid show of dominance, and her hand fished into his swimsuit and began to stroke him beneath the water. Read more »

I live for your fear. (M/F)

“You’re not scary,” she giggled.

The void roiled and spewed. Dark miasma seeped from it, and within it grasping claws and  incorporeal tentacles flailed, offering an eternity of despair. Stars stretched out across infinity; the swirling, cold, deadness of space. Shadows flickered, like firelight in the darkest, dankest cave under the surface of the planet. The press of a billion pounds of stone above; the ear-pounding, deafening clarion of silence. 

“Weakness.” A thousand voices, a thousand tongues, poured scorn on me. 

Should I have been more forcefully? Rude? Demanding? But I didn’t want to scare her away before…

I pushed everything back down, into my chest, the maw of darkness snapping shut as fast as it came, and forced a smile. 

“I’m the one of the scariest men you’re ever going to meet, doll.” 

“You still don’t scare me.” Another giggle.

The void raged and howled in frustration. It strained and flickered, coalescing along my bodies’ skin. It wanted that. To see the light of fear in their eyes, the uncertainty of their fate dangled before them. To flinch at my touch, but lust for my tender caress. I felt the power in my hands, like I was being worn like a glove, wielded by malice incarnate. I flexed my grip, my muscles straining, yearning to grasp, mangle, choke and dominate. The ache in my testicles as the promise of ecstasy arouses me, sending my mind reeling.  Read more »

Teacher’s Pet: Chapter 2

Here is chapter 2 of my planned story. I hope you all enjoy! Drop a comment and let me know what you think =]

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As soon as he saw Lexi’s text, Paul felt his pulse quicken. He knew that this kind of private communication with a student was extremely frowned upon. And yet…he knew he was particularly vulnerable right now. His wife currently wanted nothing to do with him, and now his favorite student was vying for his attention.

Paul took a hefty swig of his whiskey, and composed a response.

“Hello Lexi! No problem about sharing my number…although, it is frowned upon. So, I hope I can trust you to keep this between us?”

Paul hit send, before writing a quick follow up text. His hands shook as he typed, wondering if he was reading too much into the situation. She probably did just want some help on her homework.

“What can I help you with? Did you have a question about the homework?” Read more »

[MF] Before Pictures

Heather noticed her heart was beating a little quickly as she patiently waited near the front desk at the gym. Today was her first appointment with a personal trainer. Was it nerves? Excitement? She took the bright pink hair tie from her wrist and pulled her wavy brown hair into a ponytail. As she spotted a fit male with short, dark hair and a hint of scruff approaching, her heart quickened even more. But now, she knew it was excitement. His dedication to the gym was clearly evident as he confidently walked toward her in a pair of black basketball shorts and a tight maroon shirt with the gym’s logo. She smiled at him and thought to herself, *“Oh wow. I hope he’s mine”*

“Hey! You’re the new member, right? My name is Nathan and you are….” he trailed off as he looked down at his tablet.

She quickly filled the pause. “I’m Heather. Are you going to be my personal trainer?”

Nathan looked up from his tablet and reached out to shake Heather’s hand: “Yes, I’ll be your trainer. Can you tell me a bit about what your goals are?” Read more »

My Biological Clock Made Me Do It – [F/M] [POV/storytelling/funny] [non-con] [impreg] [kidnapping] [police interrogation/brutality]

I promise I wasn’t always this… desperate? Is desperate the right word? Fuck if I know. Christ. You grow up with that whole house and a white picket fence shit shoved down your throat and you hit your biological clock… and nothing makes sense anymore. I don’t know what to tell you.

Officer, I went a little baby-crazy. Okay, a lot baby-crazy.

It’s the cute little shoes and the cute little clothes. I wandered around Babies ‘R Us like it was my fucking job—seriously, someone thought I worked there and asked me for help. It’s not my fault though, I promise. It’s evolution. It does… something to you. The hormones.

Sir, all my friends were having kids. Just… rubbing it in my face, you know? They all had kids and I didn’t even have a boyfriend, let alone a husband. Not that you need a husband to have a baby these days—look at lesbians! They’re all having babies and there’s no penis involved. Fucking turkey basters, it’s ingenious, I tell you. Read more »

30.m.USA looking for creative writers for commission work

Whats up everyone. I hope you are all safe and healthy!

Quarantine is making me go a bit stir crazy and I would love to get off to a few fantasies I have.

I am looking for someone who is extremely open minded, detailed, and creative that I can provide details of fantasies I have and you can write them into an erotica that I can use for personal use to get off to.

I have a few fantasy ideas in mind and have very specific details that go along with them so message me if you’re interested in hearing about them and also what you charge for commissions. Please be a legit writer as I am willing to pay for the work provided as long as it hits all my trigger buttons!

I look forward to hearing from people!