Category: eroticliterature

The Virgin Submissive Part 1 (MF) (Forced Orgasms) (Edging) (Bondage)

“No sex. Promise me.”

“I promise.”

Maria took a deep breath then reached out and took the extended hand her new master held out to her. At twenty-one years old Maria was still a virgin, she intended to remain so on until her wedding night.

Still, the desire to be dominated burned through her. It took her nearly six months to find a man who was willing to dominate her, but fuck her. Finally, she found Mark. A thirty-three-year-old commercial fisherman who had posted on social media that he was willing to teach a new sub.

Mark had been surprisingly comfortable with the idea of a virgin wanting to be dominated and said he would be able to teach her and pleasure her without fucking her. He said that he would go slowly, training her, and if one day she changed her mind, he would be there for her too.

Maria trembled in fear and excitement as Mark led her to the center of the room and began to slowly unbutton her blouse. Each button made her heart race faster as she thrilled at the idea of being naked in front of a man for the first time. When the last button was free, Mark slid the shirt down her arms. The white bra she wore beneath seemed to glow against her brown skin. Read more »

The first time I called him Daddy… [FM] [Nonfiction]

I never expected to be dedicating my time to writing fan fic about my fiancé’s cock, but this happened a week or so ago and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.

My fiancé and I have been together long enough that we’ve developed that language that all couples develop, with a million little ways to signal to your partner that you’re DTF. Whenever I come to bed in just a top and panties, he knows that I’m horny for him. On this particular night, it was cold so I was wearing a low cut v-neck sweater, which I paired with a black thong. I really wanted to get some dick tonight, and I didn’t want there to be any room for miscommunication.

My fiancé got home from work around 1am and slid into bed beside me. I reached over and rubbed his arm and murmured a hello so he’d know I was somewhat conscious. He rolled over and spooned me loosely, kissing my hair and asking me how my day was. I took his hand in mine and placed it on my bare ass, twisting around to kiss his lips. “My day was good,” I whispered. “How was yours?” He squeezed my ass and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him until my ass was pressed right up against his cock. A high-pitched moan escaped my lips as he squeezed my tits, tracing my nipples with his fingertips. He’s definitely a tit man and it’s lucky for me, because tit play gets my pussy soaking wet. Read more »

Strict Diet Pt 2 [MF] [Incest] [FD] [Oral]

Over the next two weeks of Brittany’s new diet, things had begun to get more casual. At first, Jeffery only filled her cup in the bathroom, but he figured that, at this point, his daughter seeing his dick wasn’t really that big of a deal, so he began doing it in the kitchen. Brittany was not opposed to this. She pretended to avoid looking at him when he did it, but in reality she tried to sneak a peek at his huge package whenever possible. She had a feeling that he was aware of this, but he wasn’t really in at position to judge.

She couldn’t lie. She loved the taste of his cum. She couldn’t get enough. But waiting for him to jack off into a cup wasn’t very efficient. It could take a long time, and, when she was late for class she sometimes had to just skip breakfast. She wished she could just drink it straight from the tap. Then, one day when she was late for class, she made her move.

“I’m getting late, Daddy,” she pouted. Read more »

Morning Arousal (Masturbation) (FM) (rape) (bareback) (primal) (edging?)

I woke up lonely in my big, soft, empty bed. I hate rolling over in the morning, realizing he’s already gone. Its easy to know when I’m ovulating, and this time I woke so wet I couldn’t resist the urge to investigate.

I start playfully touching myself before I’m even fully awakened; a little scratching over my clit through my panties, a pinch of my nails on the tip of my nipple. I felt the tension building on what I thought was just a little “morning motivation” to get out of bed, which had now turned into a full-blown session of self-gratification in heavy pursuit.

With nowhere to be, I give in and decide I need to take really good care of myself. I start desperately fumbling around the goodie drawer, but it looks like I will have to improvise. I have to be mindful with my long nails, and my second favorite toy was waiting to be washed. Things are getting desperate. I need to get creative. More scratching and pinching. I can feel myself swelling; the pressure is just squeezing the juices out of me and my panties are drenched. Read more »

Power Play

Everyday I go to work, carrying on with my life as your average, everyday human. Toying away with the usual 9-5 routine, awaiting my escape from the monotonous and repetitive; in no way was this the life I lived for.

Walking out of the confines of a reality that society forced upon me, I began to plot out the person the night would call me to be: Mistress V: A person that no one would imagine in dress slacks and a button up blouse.

Underneath this jovial cover was a dark and overpowering presence. I wasn’t born with this presence. Instead it was created out of the pain and hatred that came when my life and freedom were seemingly torn away by an experience that showed no empathy or remorse for stealing something that should be sacred: innocence.

Nightfall returned all that I thought was lost: It gave me the power, control, and status I longed for. All the insecurities and self doubt slipped away as I began my transformation. Read more »

The Cage [DDLG] [BDSM] [Petplay]

“ZZzzzzssst, ZZZzzzzsssst”. Daddy was using a power drill to screw in the last of the hardware on my new present. I could hear it from down the hall in Masters bedroom, my cartoons turned down especially low. I bit my lower lip in nervousness. “What was it, it must be big?” Daddy started talking about it after I had gone outside to play without alerting him the other day while he made breakfast. He had frantically ran around the house looking for me before spotting my black wide brimmed sun hat with pastel pink bow bobbing up and down by his bedroom window as I picked flowers for him. He rushed outside a worried stern look on his face as he pulled me up by my wrist “baby you broke a rule, that’s very very bad, Daddy was so worried!” I smiled meekly and shoved the daisies I had picked into his chest my hands lightly dusted with the deep mahogany bark and flecks of dirt lining our flower beds. He sighed “we need to teach you a lesson about wandering off little one and I have an idea.” Read more »

My Manageable Misunderstanding [MF]

I was running, for my life as it felt. Adrenaline carrying me through the narrow cobblestone pathways in the quiet neighborhood west of the marketplace that this whole debacle originated. The early morning sun was already beginning to warm the back of my neck.
The people chasing me, I could hear they weren’t letting up the chase. I didn’t think their current disposition could be reasoned with even though it was quite obvious I was not the one who stole jewelry from their market stall. Never the less, when one started chasing me with sword unsheathed a part of my brain, a primal side perhaps, took control and before I knew it I was already running through the crowds. Curse that part of me, now I look guilty. I couldn’t stop running. Read more »

[nsfw] [m4f] your favorite masseuse

You are driving around for your lunch break, just wasting time because you don’t want to have to go back to adulting just quiet yet.. and you see a new shop opened and it’s a massage parlor, thinking huh I’ve never seen that one before as you go back to work you can’t get it out of your head so you check online and see it has great reviews and lots of them and the prices are fabulous!.. you decide heck “iv been working hard I deserve to be treated nice, don’t really get at home and I have money I can spare”. So you book an appointment for the following Friday your off that day and your appointment is for 1130 and you get an hour session.. you show up for your appointment a little early Incase there is any paperwork you need to fill out, you have been to many before and knew the drill. A female receptionist greets you and asks “are you the 1130?” You shake your head yes in response.. “here fill out this paperwork and we will get you back in a jiffy!” You fill out the paper work and notice a lot of the same questions as the others where does it hurt where do you want most attention so on.. but then you read a question that you haven’t seen before “would the patient like a total full body relaxation treatment”……. you think to your self for a moment well heck why not? “What harm could it be you ask your self”.. your called and you stand up to follow the receptionist and she takes you back to a room and takes your chart and looks it over giving a little smirk as she got to the end… hope you enjoy yourself get undressed and lay face down on the table with that towel covering your bottom.. she walks out and you do as instructed as your laying there waiting you can’t help but think why did she smirk? Your puzzled by this but soon it passed from your mind as you herd the door open behind you… “hello, I am your masseuse today I see you have selected the total full body relaxation is that correct?” …. again there is that question you take a second and say well I’m already here why not to your self “yes that is correct”.. I lay your paper down and make small talk at first what kind of sounds would you like? You answer with rain forest I say I can definitely do that and put on the sounds of the rain forest CD and dim the lights…. (as you look down at floor you can see the lights dimming and your thinking oh my he has a deep voice I wonder what he looks like) okay I say are we all ready to begin? “Yes!” You say to me okay here we go… you can hear the lotion on my hands as I lather them in it.. I begin by just placing my hands on your back letting the shock my touch pass you think “dear lord his hands are as big as my shoulder blades I hope he doesn’t break me!” I begin moving my hands out slowly working my fingers and thumbs into your muscles.. running my fingers along your spine out to your shoulders and up to your neck and down to just above the towel… ugh you think to your self god he his hitting all the right spots, you start to relax even more and breathing deeper with each pass of my large hands on your back you get goosebumps on your skin you truly are sinking in to the massage at this point.. then you feel may big warm hands work there way down your arms going around in gently but firm working the stress out towards your finger tips and as I get to your hands I prop your arm up so I can use both thumbs to really get into your palms.. I lay your hands back down and you hear me walk behind you, then you hear more oil as I get my hands ready for your legs.. I lean over your heels and run my hands up to your mid thigh and speed my fingers as wide as I can and slowly drag them down applying pressure with my fingertips, rotating around your leg with each pass of my fingers gliding down your legs from your thigh to your ankles after I throughly work each leg I stop for a moment and then you feel me lift one foot and place it on my shoulder bending your leg at the knee so your shin is leaning on my chest, your so relaxed that you don’t even realize that your leg is resting on my bare chest. But the massage continues.. I work the balls of your feet and your heels, then I take my time massaging around your toes and the tops of your feet oh you are in heaven right now… I lay your legs back down and put my hands on your hips and pull your butt up and instructed you to almost be in a kneeling position but with your legs spread and your head resting on a padded bench to put your spine in alignment.. you do as instructed the towel is still on your bottom but you completely forget that now your breasts are exposed because you are so relaxed and you partly wish I would rub those as well.. once your in position you feel my hands slide up under the cover to your butt and you kinda shy away for a moment and pull forward, but then you relax back down and as you do I begin massaging each cheek slowly but with determination.. with each pass of my hands my thumb gets closer and closer to caressing your lips… you notice that now your are breathing a little faster and you can feel your face getting flushed.. you shake out the impure thoughts and continue to try to relax as my thumbs again seem to taunt you with how close they are.. with the motion of my hands the towel begins to fall and once it has you tense ever so slightly.. I say don’t worry I’m a professional and you after some time and more passes with my hands relax back down.. at this point you can feel your nipples are hard, your heart rate is through the roof and your trying your hardest to not let out a sound.. and then you feel it.. you feel that one drop of moisture start at your vaginal opening and run down towards your clit.. you think your mind omg omg omg there is a strange male rubbing me naked and he can totally see like all of me and I’m dripping wet.. what do I do you ask your self… as you ponder that slightly I say okay it’s time for total full body portion.. no more then the time it takes for you to say huh you feel my breath against your pussy..and before you can process what is happening you feel it.. the thing you were worried about but secretly wanted it to happen.. you felt the tip of my tongue start at the top of your mound and lick up passing your clit, running my tongue into your pussy licking up all those sweet drops of nectar and continuing up teasing your ass hole as it passes by…… you gasp your body is hot but your pussy is hotter you can literally feel it dripping now your panting for air.. you barely have enough time to process your mind going a million different directions when my tongue hits your clit again this time you feel my lips lock around your pussy my tongue devoted to your clit working it as it needs to be.. it doesn’t take long you reach up and grab your breast pinching your nipple you can feel it coming you moan out in pure bliss as you begin to orgasm, at that exact moment I reach my arms around your thighs and ass picking up your lower half all the while my tongue still working your clit you open your eyes to see your self in a standing 69 and I, your masseuse am completely naked and as I lift higher your body starts to aline and as your peaking up to your second orgasm you wrap your hands around my large throbbing cock you open your mouth you think to your self I want this I want to feel the heat of it.. your head begins bobbing as your tongue swirls around the head of my cock and you suck hard like my cum was going to be your last meal.. I step it back up and start tongue fucking your drenched pussy with my lips wrapped around yours I can feel your pussy quivering as build to your third orgasm I reach one hand around and run one finger up your ass just as an added boost as you cum and I’m licking up all your juices you are moaning as you are sucking my cock and feel it pulse you know what’s comeing you want it you need it!!! Rope after rope of hot cum shoot into your mouth filling it to the brim as you start to swallow you keep your lips locked on my throbbing cock we both work each other down and I put you back on the table your still ridding the three orgasm high I say I hope you enjoyed our total full body service and we would love to have your business again in the future.. later that night your telling one of your girlfriends how your day went with out all the details of corse.. and she asked well will you go back?.. and you say with a smile I already have my next appointment booked for next week……………

I crash my Tesla and end up screwing the GM [fiction] [sexting] [snapchat] [fingering] [angry sex] [flash erotica]

# I kick open the door to the service center and shout into the empty garage,

“I want to see the general manager!”

He steps out of his office and smiles at me, but it quickly fades as I stomp toward him in my rain-soaked shoes. 

He says, “I guess this isn’t a personal visit.”

Fuck no, it isn’t. 

Sure, he gave me his number when I dropped off my Model 3. And we’ve texted. He has a cute butt, and I told him that one night after one (or three) too many glasses of Sparkletini. Sparkletini makes me flirty. But I’m a pretty shitty flirt because I also texted him, quote: “i liike yur teeth.” 

Sexy.

But for some reason, he thought that was cute. After my hangover, he told me that he could tell I wasn’t wearing a bra when we first met, and that got him hard. I started riding my bike to work—because, no car—and during my commute, I also started grinding against my bike seat while imagining him jerking off behind his desk. Read more »