Category: eroticliterature

Temptations In Quarantine- Part Three – MF, Incest, Dirty Panties

Temptations in Quarantine – Part Three – MF, Incest, Dirty Panties

The next morning, Peter awoke as the apartment was flooded with morning sunlight. He rolled onto his back, staring at the smooth white ceiling. “Did that really happen last night? Was it all a dream?” he wondered. Looking under the blanket, his underwear bore the crunchy dried cum stains which evidenced that it had been very real.

He quietly got out of bed, walking a few feet to the kitchen to start the coffee machine. As he waited, he leaned back against the counter and looked over to the bed. There, his 21 year-old daughter Stephanie began to stir in the morning light. She looked amazing, although mostly covered up by the blanket he’d gently set over her the night before. She reminded him of her mother, his wife.

Stephanie slowly woke up, climbed out of bed and said “morning Daddy” as she walked to the bathroom. As she sat down to pee, she looked down at the gusset of her g-string, a mess from yesterday’s activities. She took them off and set them in the clothes hamper, which was nearly overflowing with t-shirts and underwear. Read more »

A Pet [transformation] [corruption]

There were ads about it for months. Ever since they were released to market, companies had been looking for willing people to subject themselves to the injections, and they were happy to market the positives of it. Immediately after the first injection, the patient was supposed to gain a better sense of confidence, be more open to new experiences, be more relaxed in social settings, be less anxious, and even be happier. It was hard to say which of those were cherry picked data points but it was a difficult thing to just outright dismiss. Over time, more and more people allowed themselves to get the injection, so many people posting videos about the good things that it had done to help their lives. It was tempting. The first injection was even free and all physical changes would be minimal until future visits. Just watching everyone else take the injections was tempting enough, but if the claims were even half true that she might not need to rehearse an order at a restaurant, to be nervous even around friends and family, it must surely be worth it. So she decided to do it. Read more »

Custom Erotica writer

Hey everyone. I am a reasonably experienced writer with a decent background in erotica and fantasy. I’m currently open to commissions. My goal when working on commissions is to make you as happy with the end product as possible and I am happy to cater to almost all kinks and quirks. I like to work with you on the details and try to make it as tailored and specific to what turns you on as I possibly can.

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If you’re interested in commissioning a story, or talking to me about a potential idea you have for one, feel free to drop me a message. I work reasonably quickly, and depending on demand can usually have a first draft to you within a week, with edits and rewrites done ideally one or 2 days after you send them to me.

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My usual rate is £0.03 a word, but for stories longer than 5000 words I’m happy to negotiate on price and am willing to have a little wiggle room once the price passes £100.

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I hope to hear from some of you soon! If you are interested in seeing some of my work, or reading previous commissions before requesting a story yourself please let me know.

Looking to commission a sex story or roleplay.

I was looking for a mother son story where a trashy nasty estranged mother comes back into her adult sons life to seduce him because he had recently come into a large sum of money. My main fetishes are women who chain smoke, sph, cuckolding and pregnancy.

I can pay with cashapp or paypal.

Intimate Memories [MF]

I still have memories of my birthday week I had with my girlfriend last summer. I wasn’t really a fan of such things, but I liked to spend some time with no worries, no problems and no stress, just me and my girl living our love in each other’s arms.

We were dating for like six months before we moved together to my place. She was really my dream girl because of everything; everything about her was so special, her face, her hair, her body and her charming personality.

Back to what happened that week, it seemed like she had already planned to make it very special and comfortable for me in every possible way, even from the start of the day.

Sunday morning, the first day, is the most memorable day for me. It was warm and sunny outside. I woke up with breakfast in my bed and her in my arms. We kissed and snugged each other, and then we had our breakfast.

She made us our usual, yet most delicious breakfast because we fed each other by hand, and we kissed and cuddled the whole time through the meal. Read more »

Midterms [Femdom] [Feet] [But sweet] [MF]

Vivian was sitting on the couch, legs crossed, laptop on her lap, a cup of coffee just within reach. She was wearing sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. Her thick brown hair held away from her face in a messy particularly loose ponytail.

He was pestering her. Well, kinda. Roger knew better than actively interrupting Vivian’s workflow. But his restless brooding was driving her insane none the less. The guy had no peace. In the kitchen, out of the kitchen, on the chair, off the chair, Nintendo on, Nintendo off, even the brief skimming of afternoon television had a jerky affectation.

She scrumptiously ignored his hopeful glances in her direction, but she could feel him fretting.

It was the rain, most likely. Her boy was an active one. Had it been sunny, he would have been on the skateboard, in the sun, or jogging, or playing football in the park. If Vivian had not been stuck on particularly difficult paper, she would have come too. She was not a sporty one, not really, but looking at her hunk of a partner running around in tiny shorts was always a delight. Read more »

Dark Erotica: The Monster’s Girl [M/F] [Not Realistic or Healthy BDSM] [Dark Themes] [Sociopath M] [Blood] [Sex] [Possible Additional Triggers]

I sat on the cool marble counter in the kitchen, staring absentmindedly at the cell phone in my hands. Within moments, the front door opened and my dark lover emerged. He was dressed in black cargo pants, a black long sleeved shirt and combat boots. He looked like a mess, covered in dirt and something thick and dark. It reminded me of blood, but I quickly forced the thought from my mind. He looked up at me as he began unfastening his boots, his narrowed gaze was vacant as he watched me. I swallowed hard, wrapping my arms around myself as he slowly made his way over to me.

“Where did you go?” I asked softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

“No where you need to concern yourself with.” he stated firmly, his deep and luxuriously smooth voice was low and full of secrets. I held myself tighter, watching him with wariness. He took notice of me as I began to withdraw into myself. Before I could say another word, he was walking over to where I sat so he could stand half an inch in front of me… gazing down at me with his intensely haunting stare. Read more »

Kiss Me – Sex with a Stranger Can Be Sheer Poetry

Katia would never cheat on her husband, but secretly she wanted to.

She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. Its bright red numerals stared back at her: 11:00 p.m. Grant slept soundly beside her, lightly snoring. If she was going to get some sexual satisfaction, it looked like she would have to take matters into her own hands. Again.

She pulled out her laptop, plugged in her headphones, and opened her browser. It was still open on porn from the previous night. She really should be more careful. She clicked on the search bar, preternaturally conscious of Grant’s measured breathing. She began typing.

*wife porn*

A familiar tingle stirred between her legs. She looked at Grant, looked back at the screen, and arrowed the cursor back to the beginning of the search.

*cheating wife porn*

She had to close her eyes a moment and let the thrill of anticipation wash over her. This was wrong on so many levels. She’d never actually cheat on her husband, whom she loved dearly and would never want to hurt. This was her compromise. And it hurt nobody. She had to keep reminding herself that. Virtual infidelity was a victimless crime. Read more »

A breeze [Something different] [No characters] [Sensory] [Short]

A breeze, moving across the world. It’s warm. The kind of full, heady warmth you might feel from a breeze on a hot day, where even the cooling wind is overtaken by the sweltering warmth. This breeze cares not for the temperature surrounding it, a cool, crisp night. It floats along, a warm hand in the dark, cold night. The breeze runs along a body. Skin flexes and tenses to meet it. The warm hand of the air runs it’s fingers over it, smoothing down the imperfections, caressing the flesh with its warmth. The breeze is slow, but constant, never leaving the skin for even a moment. It wraps itself around, slides up it, pushes against it, but never lets go. The flesh stirs, growing to accomodate more of the breeze, to lets its warmth cover more and more of its mass. The heat of the wind makes the skin tingle, and in turn, the weight keeps the breeze grounded. Delicate, invisible fingers trace the movement of the body, entering its nooks, crannies, and smallest spaces, exploring without eyes or ears, and finding everything all the same.

Hidden Cam [cheating][hotwife]

“Mmm, now take of your bra and let me see those beautiful tits that I love so much.” Mike spoke into the mic on his computer, instructing his lover, Jennifer, of what he wanted her to do on her side of their cam date.

Jennifer started to unclasp her bra, a look of desire spreading across her face. Just as her bra was about to pop off and reveal her milky white breasts, the screen of Mike’s laptop froze and turned black.

“God damn it! This old laptop just isn’t good enough for video chat, I’ve already lost you, I can’t see anything anymore.” Mike sighed.

“Oh, really? I can still see you just fine. Well, I guess this isn’t going to work for us tonight, then.” Jennifer said, the disappointment clear in her voice.

Mike looked down at his throbbing cock, and knew that he couldn’t stand to be away from Jennifer when he was so invested in their sexy night together. He buttoned his pants and stood up to grab his coat, slipping his shoes on quickly as he made his way to the door. Read more »