Category: eroticliterature

Exhausted defeated football jocks dominated during crushing practice session

My first short story. Let me know what you think plus if you have any ideas for a sequel and prequel. Thanks for reading!

The repeat whistle blared once again but our teenage heroes, each beyond the point of muscle failure, could no longer respond. it had been over an hour, an hour of continuous brutal drills and conditioning since coach blew a desperately needed break whistle, three hours since the tormenting drills started after an already grueling day.

With little to no recovery times between the punishing sets, their oxygen starved bodies soon shifted into anaerobic respiration. Lactic acid ripping through their already torn, aching muscles, accelerating their demise and crippling our teenage football jocks. their limbs, thick and swollen from their hours long ordeal with their veins engorged In blood desperately trying to deliver oxygen to their torn, exhausted and depleted bodies. Read more »

My sitter. [MF] [MM]

While I have been sexually active since a very young age, the first time I was in a position that brought out and aimed me at being a sub happened when I was very young.

My love of spanking happened when I was very young, although my dad would spank me before he and mom divorced, my real awaking happened later.

It started when I was a young teen.
My mom would go on week long trips for her work and leave me with a sitter.
Her name was Linda and a freshman in college.

She would always wear these really short skirts and I was always catching a glimpse of her underwear.
One day she caught me looking but said nothing.
The next day was the same but this time when she caught me looking she told me I was going to be punished.
Like any young teenage boy and being the brat that I was I told her there was no way I would let that happen. Read more »

Pridefall, Chapter 2 [MF] [DBZ]

The moment the cargo doors opened again Vegeta strode out and gazed up at the massive building before him. “It’s so… domey.”

“Impressive, huh?”

Vegeta didn’t need to turn to know that Bulma was beaming with pride.

“It’s fine. For Earth standards I guess.”

The woman let out a huff of frustration. “I suppose you’re more used to mansions or… I dunno, fucking castles? Did Saiyans have castles.”

“Yeah, and it was awesome.” The spires on his father’s castle would pierce the skies above the planet. It was supposed to be his… Frieza had paid for what he did to the Saiyans and it pained Vegeta that it hadn’t been him to defeat the evil space emperor.

“Not everything is a competition you know.”

“Sounds like something the one losing said competitions would say.”

Bulma threw her hands up. “Ugh, just shut up and follow me. I’m about to suffocate from your smell.”

“Bitch, you love it,” he mumbled under his breath.

“What was that?”

“Shut up.”

They walked in silence the rest of the way and inside the main lobby which seemed to span for miles. Read more »

Bliss Part 4[non-con][FF][drug use]

Shannon looked out her kitchen window to see Dana standing by her pool. Vicky had gone to see a friend, and Shannon was alone in the house. Dana looked around to be sure that none of her neighbours were in their yards to see her, and when she was sure she was alone, she untied her bikini top and let her bathing suit drop to the ground. She slipped her bottoms down slowly over her ass and kicked them aside.

Shannon’s eyes were wide, and her jaw agape, as she watched Dana skinny dip in her backyard pool. The sun light bounced off the surface of the water, and Shannon could see her neighbour’s curvy form flexing and waving beneath the blue ripples.

She had no idea how long she had been watching Dana, but when the curvacious woman finally emerged from the water, she felt herself walking toward the back patio door. It was as if she wasn’t in control of her movements, she walked out to her yard and as she approached the short hedge that separated her yard from Dana’s, she followed in silence behind Dana as the oblivious woman made her way back into her house. Read more »

New Years Bang [M+F] [oral] [anal]

Back home, they called her the Blue-Collar Bombshell.

In college, they called her the Voluptuous Valedictorian.

At her first job, they called her the Workaholic Wonder Woman.

Victoria Walters never cared for those titles, but she understood where they came from. She learned from an early age that to succeed in her lofty ambitions, she had to overachieve just to get the minimum of what others got with half the work. It wasn’t fair, just, or logical, for that matter. Those were just the circumstances that she had to endure if she wanted to be successful in the cut-throat world of Wall Street.

It hadn’t been easy. The first day Victoria walked into a firm, people mistook her for someone’s secretary or an air-headed bimbo who’d slept with half the Board of Directors to get her job. People still gave her that look, even after earning her way into one of the most prestigious investment firms in New York. She’d learned to shut it out, but she couldn’t ignore the obstacles that came with it. Read more »

My Beautiful, Dark, Twisted Fantasy – Pt1 (MF) (Rough) (Light MDom) (Allusions to CNC) (Oral)

*”It started out gentle, but how do you tell an inherently loud creature to shush? Do you breathe a threat of consequence in their ear or cup a hand over their mouth?”*

*”Neither”.*

Now, I understood what you meant when you said you’d use soft fabric to keep me quiet…

But let’s start at the beginning.

I am wearing our favorite outfit. It is nothing sexy: black leggings, crisp white tank top, and a gray lightweight jacket. Underneath it is a more sexy surprise, black lace panties and a matching bra that barely held my ample breasts in place.

As always, you are polite when you answer the door and greet me warmly as you let me in. We haven’t done this in a while, but now that it is just you and I, you push me up against the wall and your lips are on mine, muffling my moans while your hands rub down my front. You slip your hand under the waistband of my pants and your fingers skim the lace of my panties. Read more »

The price of a promotion

A very short non consentreluctance bit. Not my usual piece of cake but it kinda came up to me on its own while watching a movie and I had to put it on paper.

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He caressed her, savouring her unease as he felt the muscles of her thin legs tense as she resisted the impulse to dart for the door.

She picked a condom from her handbag and handed it to him, her attempt at displaying nonchalance in doing that ruined by the trembling in her hands and by her inability to look at him in the eyes for more than an instant.
He was clean, and so was she – he had access to her medical files.

And she, on the other hand, knew of his obsession for health and cleanliness – she knew just as well that the risk was nonexistent. The condom was just a last attempt at putting some barrier between herself and what she was about to do, a little lie to be able to watch herself in the mirror tomorrow morning. Make-up for the soul, so to speak. Read more »

Art Night (M/F)

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Tags: M/F, submission, blowjob, PIV, cum
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I’m a little bit nervous, and you can tell. I’ve worked so hard to build this studio and now you’re seated in the back of the class, beaming at me as I lead my first workshop.

A bare-bones space above my garage, now filled with laughter as people flick paint across canvases placed in rows along the long workbench. I pace up and down the length of the room, helping where needed. I stop and check out how you’re doing before giving your arm a quick squeeze and a wink as I flit away to the next student.

There’s a decent mess left to clean up after the class and I’m glad when I notice you lingering after everyone else has filed out. I’d be happy just for the company while I cleaned, but you’re already rolling up your sleeves before I can offer you a seat on the ratty couch in the corner. Read more »

Pridefall, Chapter 1 [MF] [DBZ] [fanfic]

Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyans, slumped up against the tree, soaking in the warmth of the Earth’s sun. It wasn’t quite the same as his home planet’s star, but if this was to be his new home, for now, it would have to do. Or at least it would have been good if not for that woman’s voice penetrating his skull.

He glanced over at the throng. They all knew what he had done back on Namek. An entire village fell by his hand and they had not been revived. The ones that had shot glares in his direction. Yeah, like they could ever do anything to get their revenge. They should count themselves lucky that they were killed by Frieza’s men and not me. Though, killing someone twice is a fucking delicious notion…

His bloodlust quickly faded as the earth woman sauntered over. What was her name again…? Bul-something? It doesn’t matter. How could she be so confident? She knows who I am and what I’ve done.

“Hey, Vegeta,” she said with both hands on her hips, “looks like you’re stuck here on Earth.”

Vegeta scoffed. “Stuck? More like can’t be bothered leaving. Because I could if I wanted to. You couldn’t stop me.” Read more »