Category: eroticliterature

Beauty’s Spanking [MF][spanking][

Beauty returned to her bedroom in the luxurious castle. This was the sixth day since she agreed to free her father and remain with the creature she knew as Beast. She expected him to be unrefined, a brute, but over shared meals they discussed her favorite books and listened to refined music. She had no wants, no needs unsatisfied.

Except two. The identity of the handsome man who visited her in her dreams. The first night he watched her from afar, each night moving closer, each night offering her a single white rose. Last night, he kissed her, his fingers touching her in scandalous ways. That was her other source of dissatisfaction and the reason she agreed to move to the castle. She hoped the Beast might satisfy her dark desires for cruelty and passion.

She dressed in a silk nightdress and slipped into the matching sheets on the softest bed. Settling into her pillow she waited for sleep to take her while she imagined him. Read more »

In Her Bed [OC] [MF]

In Her Bed

BY RUBY ROSE

i sip the champagne slowly

as you look deep in my eyes

we dine together naked

it’s only a matter of time

till you take me where

i want to be

tied up to her bed

the sin inside my mind

becomes the thought

inside your head

together we fall deeper

into this pit of sin

amongst death and vipers

you find your way right in

my hands tied to my ankles

my face pressed to her sheets

your body building slowly

parted

now we meet

my cries outloud are muffled

the sheets are wet with sweat

i ask you to release me

you say “no baby, not yet”

you rise up within me

i arch to meet your stride

you fill me with redemption

but the sheets will never lie

hold me just for now

because forever is the sin

of our little tainted moment

when you came within

Ruby Rose xx

[Link To More ?](https://andshewentontobe.com/2020/04/17/in-her-bed/)

The first time

The first time.

When I was younger I had a small tight knit group of friends from my street and we did everything together. I was closer to one friend in particular, CB. I looked up to CB because he was two years older than me so of course he had to be so much more mature. He and I hung out way more with each other than we did with anyone else in the group. We did everything together. Rode our bikes for miles, played pranks on the other friends and generally became one another’s best friends.

CB had a rough home life. He was a single child that was the product of divorce. Granted it was awesome for him that he got two Christmas’s, but then again, it was two Christmas’s. His mother was a religious tyrant, always yelling at him and our group quoting only the most hateful things she could find in the Bible. She was quite a hefty woman that often got stuck in chairs/doorways and has on multiple occasions flipped a picnic table by simply sitting on it. His dad only came around when something needed done to the house or he needed to pick something up. A little more than a flyby father. I remember he wasn’t much taller than me at that age and he wasn’t skinny or fat. Kind of a weekend beer binger type. Mom is white and dad is black. Typical black guy regretting getting the morbidly obese white chick pregnant. Read more »

Help me be a better writer

I’d really like to find a woman (you don’t have to verify, I’ll take your word for it) who can help me write better from a female character’s perspective. I’ve written [a](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g1ds1z/sarahs_pussy_pays_the_bills/) [few](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g1tlx3/sarahs_pussy_pays_the_bills_part_2_her_pussy_pays/) [things](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g2m0dd/sarahs_pussy_pays_the_bills_part_3_a_first_time/) recently that don’t come off quite right. They come off like what a man thinks a woman might be thinking and feeling.

It would be great to have somebody give me a woman’s thoughts on my writing and maybe some ideas to improve. I’m looking for a longterm thing and I’m open to writing something together if we click.

Camping with our New Friends 5/5 [MF MF] [FF] [CNC] [spank] [DP] [oral] implied [MM]

Camping with our New Friends takes place a couple weeks after [A Welcome Interruption](https://reddit.app.link/z8XQBiXiJ5). [Part 1](https://reddit.app.link/UyTVOlRiJ5), [Part 2](https://reddit.app.link/sLMU9OUiJ5), [Part 3](https://reddit.app.link/tRuTNDAwJ5), and [Part 4](https://reddit.app.link/a5F39GtUK5). I sincerely hope you’ve enjoyed traipsing through my dirty mind and found something you like. I’m always looking for story ideas so if you’d like to share one, feel free to contact me, either by post comment or privately.

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Part 5

When she’s recovered, we walk back up to the campsite where y’all have started a fire and opened a few beers, several from the looks of it. You say that you were about to wonder if we were ever coming back. “The water was very refreshing,” she says, glancing at me as we lose ourselves in a fit of giggles. You guys exchange looks wondering what that meant. Knowing what you’re thinking, I just reply we were enjoying ourselves, doing girl things and talking about boys. You glance at me and ask what I told her. I sit down in your lap as you hand me a drink. “Just how I made your dreams come true with one surprising yes.” “Oh lord, what did she say about me,” he asks and I tell you that you need to ask how they met. He turns red and blurts out, “nope, dare.” Read more »

Good Morning [Non-fiction] [Pregnancy] [Oral] [MF] [Long]

It is early. Too early.

Outside, the world is still dark. The sun isn’t up. The birds aren’t singing yet. And there is hardly any traffic.

In bed, under a thick duvet covered in fine linen that is cool and smooth against my skin, I dream mischievous dreams that make my pussy ache. And I am in no hurry to get up to begin yet another day of work. The pleasures of the bed are far more enticing.

My back is sore from the effort of carrying my daughter for the last seven-and-a-half months. And, now, in my final trimester, I feel that it is almost impossible for me to get a decent night’s sleep. My hips constantly ache, my breasts have gone up two cup sizes almost *overnight* (and are feeling very sore as a result!), and my growing belly makes it so very hard for me to find a decent position to sleep in… or have enjoyable sex in. Read more »

My [f]irst time at an erotic cinema

I decided to tell the story of my experience at a sex club/cinema in Germany last year. I’m thankful that I had messaged a friend about it, so I did have a lot of the information documented already. It was so interesting to me, that I thought I would share. Please note: a large portion of this is explaining what the club was like. Scroll down for the sex!

I had ended things with a man who I was seeing on/off for about a year and a half, and was solo travelling for a little soul searching.

Enjoying my freedom to meet people and have some sexual experiences, I went on Tinder. I put my bio as “looking for a memorable one night stand.” True to my general preferences, I had my age set inappropriately high. I believe it was 45-50.

While on the train, I enjoyed swiping, and found myself to be fairly popular with that age range. A man messaged me.

He was 49, worked for the government, but was a painter and also wrote poetry. Our communication was not the usual light hearted banter, but he was quick to proposition a truly unique encounter – to go to the (sex) cinema. Read more »

Rivky’s Story: Chapter 1: The One With The Shidduch Call

(Authors note: This erotica fiction is specifically geared towards the orthodox Jewish community. The concepts and situations will not be easy to understand if you are uneducated to the lifestyle. For the Jewish lurkers here, enjoy. And to the goyim, I know your curious, read and maybe you’ll learn a thing or two ?. For more, check out r/frumerotica)

“Rivkyyy, phone” Mom yelled from the kitchen downstairs.

“Kaayyy”

Rivky hit pause on her 4th episode of Friends that day. It was the one at the beach. Not Rivkys favorite episode but she was determined to watch the whole series in order. She threw the covers off, hopped out bed, and scurried down the hall to the cordless home phone. Rivky knew who was calling and would bet 100 dollars what it was about, and was pretty annoyed that she had to interrupt her precious Netflix time for this. She took a deep breath and a slowly sighed it all out before hitting talk.

“Hello” she greeted, as sweet and bubbly and fake as ever.

“Hi Rivky, it’s Mrs. Weissel how are you”. Read more »

We Finally Met – Chapter 10 – Make It Work

[Chapter 9 – Last Day In Paradise](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g2675y/we_finally_met_chapter_9_last_day_in_paradise/)

The night was just starting, and I invited her to Belmont Park, we rode the roller-coaster, climbed the wall, and went to the midway games, were I got her a giant plush toy. I felt as a teenager again, full of energy and love. and the happiness could be seen in her face also.
We then went for a pizza, in a place just in front of the beach. We stayed until the closed the park.

Back at the condo, I poured the last whiskey we had, and we toasted. We toasted our pasts, for it brought us together. We toasted our futures, for we hoped to stay together. And we toasted our present, for it gave us good times and sweet moments.

– “You know, I’ll miss this, and I’ll miss you” – She said.
– “I’ll miss you too, honey. But I’ll be back soon”
– “As much as I would like to believe your, Rod, that’s not going to happen”
– “I’m going to be back soon” – I repeated.
– “Rod, let’s be realistic, just for once.”
– “Jen, I know it’s not going to be easy.”
– “It will be HARD, Rod, not simply not easy, it will be HARD!” Read more »

Watching Rachel – Part 2

The intervening weeks went by fairly quickly.

My new job required a fair bit of intense focus to make sure I was doing it properly, so I didn’t have a lot of time to think about too much else too deeply….but the idea of catching up with Rachel again was constantly floating around in the back of my mind.

We stayed in touch very loosely during that time – nothing more than a “Hey, how’s it going?” but when it came time to head back to her city for the expo, I made sure I messaged her to check it she was still good for our ‘date’.

*“Hi Rachel, still on for tomorrow? I am heading up there tonight so I’m ready for an early start tomorrow, but won’t be leaving until sometime Saturday – no use getting up early if I don’t have to.”*

Her reply took a little while, but I assumed she was working.

*“Oh, you’re coming up tonight? If I had known, we could have organised something tonight as well. Never mind.*
*Where are you staying? And where are we going for dinner tomorrow?”* Read more »