Category: eroticliterature

I bow my head forth and turn my hand. My startled reaction from the heat flowing against my neck is quickly replaced by the relaxing sensation of warmth cascading from my shoulders. The tension of the day rapidly dissipates. Steam fills the space as water splashes against tiles. Lifting my head, heat sprays onto my chest. Sheets of warmth flow down my thighs. A solitary stream finds my member. I moan softly as the stream flows its flaccid length and over the sensitive tip. After working up a soapy lather, my hands massage the foam vigorously into my chest before sliding down.

Unable to resist, my hand finds my dangling tenderness, lifting them in my palm before gradually closing to lightly rub with my soapy fingers. The slow massage awakens me. Energy surges, the length quickly fills out and demands the attention of my second hand. Fingers curl around an expanding girth before stroking rhythmically. Soft wet noises sound. I peer down to see my manhood slick and erect with its engorged tip revealed on each down stroke. I bite my lip as my hand increase it tempo causing my body to quiver… Suddenly I stop and I think… aren’t you waiting for me in the bedroom? Read more »

I am very pleased to see the chapter 2 of my first story got published and I hope some of you check it out and let me know what you think of it. Chapter 1 was only introductory and I realise some of you are not pleased with it. I hope to write better from here on.

I have something I need to get off my chest
A conversation that must be had flesh to flesh
See, I’ve been holding back
and it’s been building up
But no more,
I need to you to receive this out pouring of emotions
And I pray it doesn’t overwhelm you

Do you think you are ready to receive what I have to give?
Will you open yourself so that I can give you my all?
Can you submit yourself to my honesty?

And even as I pose the question
Understand there is only one answer that I’ll accept

I was browsing r/labiaGW and stumbled upon a post where we were able to start a chat. Using that beautiful image of a freshly shaved pussy with thick lips blooming out I was inspired to start to show that pussy a good time. I suspect some of this sounded better when I was rock hard but I’ll give it a go with some writing embellishments:

I come back home and drop my satchel on the same place it always goes when I get back from work. It’s home and so am I.

I look around but nobody is home, but I’m sure my SO said she would be here by now. I think nothing of it and move towards the bedroom to get out of my work clothes. Upon entering the door I see my SO on her back waiting for me, naked. She doesn’t say anything. She just looks at me, then looks down at her pussy. She’s holding her thick lips open. She doesn’t gesture or move. She looks back at me. I understand.

Her legs are bent at the knees and the soles of her feet are on the bed. As if she’s giving me directions where to go, her knees are pushed outwards. I noticed something. “Looks like you just shaved.” She says nothing. Read more »

“Foxes are known to bite you know.” Kitsui said. “Oh yeah?” The Master responded. “You should be more careful around me. Putting your hand on my face might wind you up in the hospital.” Kitsui explained. The Master had their hand on Kitsui’s face and their thumb on his lips. “I’ll take my chances.” The Master said as they slid their thumb into Kitsui’s mouth. “You have such a soft little tongue Kitsui. It-nngh.” The Master was interrupted when Kitsui bit down on their thumb. Kitsui had an aggressive look in his eyes, as if he wasn’t going to let go until he drew blood. The Master suddenly let out a shriek of pain. The moment he heard their voice and realized what he had done, his ears dropped and his jaw released. “I’m sorry Master! I didn’t mean to hurt you! Are you okay Master?! I’m such a bad fox! Please forgive me!” Kitsui said frantically. The Master’s look of pain disappeared suddenly and was replaced with a devious smile. “Gotcha!” They said. Kitsui’s plea for forgiveness transformed into embarrassment. “That’s not funny!” He said. “I really thought I hurt you.” He explained. “You barely bit me at all. It was practically a nibble.” The Master said. “It still wasn’t funny.” Said Kitsui. “Aww do you want a hug to make you feel better?” The Master offered. “No! I’m mad at you.” Kitsui told them. “You are? Well what if I gave you some scratchies?” The Master asked as they scratched him. “No-nngh-that-nn-won’t-ah-work. A little more to the left please. No! I’m-gonna-nngh-be-nn-mad-at-you-ff-forever-ah-ah-ah. Oh yeah that’s the the spot. Sooo… gooood…” Kitsui said trying to maintain his composure. Read more »