Beneath Your Jeans [F] [oral]

Laying back against the couch, your legs stretched out across the floor from where your hips sit at the edge of the cushion, your eyes close in the late afternoon sun. Jeans cling to you, tempting me where they hug your form and end at your waist, giving way to the shirt that caresses your chest and shoulders. Taking your hand, I lift it to my lips, watching the smile on your face as my kisses brush the length of your fingers. Now with both your hands in mine, I bring them up along the back of the couch, behind your head, as I lean in. Quiet breath curls along your ear as you hear me whisper:

“Keep your eyes closed…”

You obey, and my breath, my touch, disappears for the moment, reappearing at your waist as lips nuzzle the hem of your shirt away, revealing the curve of your navel to my kisses, to slow strokes of my fingertips… soft brushings that trace spirals upon your skin and send tingles though your body… up your spine… and back down to curl your toes.

Where to share my first story?

Hi all—thinking about writing my first erotic piece, but not sure what to do with it. What are the most popular sites to share it on, and what is the best way to get it out there? I’d like to get feedback on it.

Ms. Lee’s Training Orientation [MF][Femdom][Oral][Rimming][Facesitting]

[Intern Gets a Raise From Ms. Lee](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/cb4bbb/intern_gets_a_raise_from_ms_lee/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

Adam hurried home and jumped in the shower, focusing most of his attention on his cock and balls. His imagination started to get the better of him, soon his cock was hard again and well lathered. He thought of how good it would feel to be between Ms. Lee’s legs, grabbing hold of her thick thighs as he pumped his hips into her. He very nearly came right there, luckily Ms. Lee’s voice echoed in his brain demanding him not to cum.

He leaned his head back into the hot water sluicing off his hair and took two big breaths to calm himself down. After he regained his composure, he looked down at his cock and whispered to it, ”Just be patient, it’ll feel a lot better when we get to her house.”

As he looked down he noticed a bit of stubble beginning to grow back. He grabbed the dedicated razor for this work and slowly and deliberately shaved everything smooth. He finished cleaning the rest of his body and rinsed off.

Final Fantasy : Friends in Need – Chapter 3 (MFFF, Final Fantasy, Fang, Vanille, Lightning, Impregnation, Big Cock, Creampie,)

Previous Chapter – [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/firo4f/final_fantasy_friends_in_need_chapter_2_mfff/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/firo4f/final_fantasy_friends_in_need_chapter_2_mfff/)

Hope slowly stirred awake after another incredible night of passion shared with Lightning, Fang, and Vanille. His entire body ached all over but fortunately, he was lying on a bed of shimmering silk coverings. They felt liquid soft against his back and the underside of his fingers as he slowly rose up from the pillows to examine his surroundings. He appeared to be in some sort of bedroom, but the walls looked very different compared to those that he had gotten used to in Vanille and Fang’s residence. He wore no clothing, nor did he see any sign of them anywhere in the bedroom occupied by cabinets and night tables made of wood that appeared to be tropical in origin.

“Where am I?” Hope asked as he moved off the bed and finally set his feet back on the ground. The area around him was devoid of sound but unfortunately wasn’t devoid of smell. Hope caught a whiff of the sea, but the much stronger smell was his own body odor. He smelled of sex and sweat and decided the first thing he needed to do would be to get cleaned up. Hope eventually found a bathroom with a built-in shower. The young man had no clothes to shed so he quickly stepped in and turned on the water. With a few adjustments to the valves, he had hot water spraying over his body. His lean form soon became covered in water and he found nearby bottle of shampoo and body wash to get nice and clean.

Special Delivery – part 1 [Bondage]

“You want me to do WHAT?!” Marc yelled. Sarah glanced round the corridor quickly, making sure nobody heard his outburst.

“Keep your voice down,” she hissed, “just think about it, ok?”. Marc nodded and headed off; Sarah watched him go, trying to decide if she’d pushed him a bit too far.

They’d both worked for the same delivery company for years, Sarah as a picker in the warehouse, Marc as a delivery driver. They’d become friends quickly and eventually had started a causal relationship.

When they first hooked up Sarah was shocked at how inexperienced Marc was; he’d only had 1 girlfriend and ever done missionary. She couldn’t believe it, he was drop dead gorgeous; 6’4”, towering over her tiny 5’2” stature, short stylish brown hair, just the right amount of facial hair that was well groomed and muscles that filled out the company polos in all the right ways.

While he might have been inexperienced, the biggest thing Marc had going for him was he had zero limits, he was totally up for anything. That suited Sarah just fine, she was sick of guys who claimed to be “kinky” but would baulk at whatever perverted idea she came up with next. Hopefully her latest idea hadn’t found his limit though.

Curious about how I did on this piece

So let me preface this by saying I do not typically write erotica but quarantine does stuff to a person. Any who I actually write fantasy and long story short I ended up in a writing mood today and instead of working on more pre writing for my fantasy novel, I got this idea for two of my story’s characters. Wrote it up, actually ended up really liking it but I have no real experience in this genre so I thought I’d seek the opinion of more knowledgeable individuals than myself; namely you fine people. But in all seriousness I wrote this for fun to see if I could and ended up liking it quite a lot and found myself feeling extremely curious as to how it measures up. So please if you would give it a read and any feedback would be greatly appreciated.

https://docs.google.com/file/d/1ol_hFZ_taHxAdzmR3S9jY8DapfNxMgxV/edit?usp=docslist_api&filetype=msword

On the Train (Part 2)

A little fantasy, for part 1 go [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fu84bm/on_the_train_mf/).

It’s been a week since the rape and you can’t get it out of your head. You’ve been masturbating every day, sometimes even twice, trying to satiate your dark desires, reliving every memory, every touch; an orgasm so extreme you’ve never even come close to experiencing before. You have an amazing boyfriend and you two have had sex multiple times since the event but he couldn’t quite please you in the way you felt from the rape. Your thoughts wander mindlessly until you suddenly notice a man sit beside you on your train ride home. It’s late at night, 11PM. You had to stay late a school to finish some extra work and the train is almost deserted except for a couple of passengers in the front. You sat at the back, hoping for some quiet and down time. The man who sat beside you is easily twice your size, you never got a good look at your rapist but you definitely felt his body against yours and this man next to you seems eerily close in physique. You turn to the window, pretending to ignore the man but secretly you can’t help but wonder. You begin to notice a small tingling sensation down below as if in anticipation of something…

Need some feedback please

I’ve started a new short story and would appreciate a little feedback on the very beginning part. I haven’t written in quite a while but suddenly felt motivated to do so today. I will say that I’m not crazy about the character names but I can go back and change them later. Just…can someone tell me if this is a decent start in the right direction?

Thank you!

‘Just go out there’, she thought to herself. Here she was finally on a vacation, away from all the chaos back home, and she was too nervous to step out onto the beach. She was afraid to be seen. She spent so long deliberately covering her body and now she was standing in a bathing suit that showed way more of her figure than she was prepared to reveal. The suit hugged tightly around her waist and hips, accentuating the curvature of her bottom. She needed to learn to let go and enjoy her time there but with so many around her, was that even possible?

Christine’s First Time(s) – Part 6 [MF, Chubby, Non-Fiction]

My relationship with Christine was supposed to be all about control.

From the outset she made it clear she had no time for a “romantic” relationship, and no desire for the work that came with it. She wanted to be someone’s play thing.

We weren’t going to really be “friends with benefits”, or even friends really.

What we had was an arrangement, and that was more than okay by me.

*

A couple of weeks passed before I saw her again.

Last I saw her, she was literally sitting naked on the kitchen table, having just had what I think would have qualified as her first ever actual sexual experience with another person, and having just ate her first mouthful of cum.

I left her there and simply told her I’d “…had enough of her body for one day.” and that I’d “…be in touch when I needed another fix.”

I tried to walk a balance between control, and I felt like, letting her know she really was wanted. She probably didn’t want love, or maybe she was lying about that, but I thought she wanted and needed to feel desired and sexy. I guess anyone does. I did want to make sure she walked away from this knowing that she was those things at least to me.

This will be a hard few days Part three [OC; FM; ruined orgasm]

Hey guys!

Part two can be found here.

I really enjoy writing this and I hope you enjoy reading it!

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“What?”

“Do it!”

“But… Are you sure? Once I am at it there is no turning back. Trust me, you can’t fake it and I will know when you cum.”

She nodded slightly.

“But you think I have to be punished so go ahead.”

He slowly bent her over and started kissing her, slowly stroking her breasts.

After some time he let his hand slide down and massaged her clitoris. She started to moan but said “Not the clit please?”

“Why not? Are you still sore? Be honest!”

“No I am not but I don’t think I can handle it”, she panted as he continued to massage her clit with now two fingers.

“You will have to. I am here you can grab my arm if you have to. But you will handle that, understood?”