Demonstration

She couldn’t wait to talk to her lover via video chat, it had been far too long. She was excited to show him the new toy she bought and all the practice she’d been doing.

The video chat rang a few times and suddenly his face appeared, smiling as always, happy to see her. His eyes were bright and his face was scruffy with well beyond a 5 o’clock shadow; just the way she always begged him to keep his facial hair. They exchanged the usual niceties and checked in on how the other was doing with life and work. Nothing out of the ordinary had transpired for either of them.

“Well, let me see it then.” He quickly stated as he wanted to guide their conversation toward the intended destination and desire. She was laying on her belly on the bed and giggled, as her excitement often claimed the better of her. She leaned down into her bedside table and removed the silicone suction cup dildo. A few months prior she had confessed to him how badly she wanted one so that she might be able to practice deepthroating. All the other toys she owned just weren’t pliable enough to suck and force down the natural curve of her throat to ultimately gag herself. He oohed and aahed to amuse her girlish delight and encouraged her to show him her progress.

Looking for erotica-loving characters

This may not belong here, but I’m looking for stories featuring bookish, non-cis-male characters who themselves read and/or write erotica. The only example of this kind of character I could think of is [Lily](https://images.app.goo.gl/d2bpiiSJsy5LiSrv5) from Netflix’s “Sex Education,” but I know I’ve seen this elsewhere, albeit rarely. Any recommendations, subs, or search terms are highly appreciated!

Short term detention facility III A first night [Fdom] [Fembots] [Chastity] [Prison] [mind control] [electric shock] [long background]. nsfw

At last a third chapter of that long story about a man serving a jail sentence in a new kind of prison that is only run by AI and fembots. The main character (“you”) is making his first steps in his prison. He interact with a rather bland Mr Smith, but also with other fembots, and has more and more invasive obsessive thoughts about them. All this ends in the bed, where he miserably fails to prevent the inevitable to happen. But the AI comforts him and at least gives him the possibility to sleep.

Comments and constructive criticism are more than welcome!

# Short term detention facility

[**Chapter one: the sentence**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/daf90h/short_term_detention_facility_i_the_sentence_fdom/)

[**Chapter two: admission**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/dafb8a/short_term_detention_facility_ii_admission_fdom/)

**Chapter** **three: A first night**

Co-girlfriends – feedback would be great!

It was hard to miss Becky’s signals. Big ones like popping over while house sitting while my girlfriend was out of town, then getting naked or changing clothes in front of me. Smaller ones, like asking about my sex life with her best friend. It was hard to ignore. Becky was stacked with perfect tits, and more curves than a mountain road. Becky had perfect skin, green eyes, red hair and was awash with freckles. Her appearance and lack of modest clothing made it almost impossible to ignore her advances. Penny, my girlfriend laughed it all off. She called it misplaced jealousy, and that Becky would never act on it. Little did I know things would change.

My girlfriend, Penny, often left me drooling. Tall and lithe, she had a nubile body, her skin perfectly tanned and her hair, cliche-surfer-girl blonde. Penny looked and dressed like a surfer girl in bikini tops, but was studying coding and really did not fit the stereotype. Penny had huge, eyes that seemed to just draw you in, and were irresistible, especially when looking up to you, and begging for cock.

Advent Kinkender: December 1st [Ffm]

“What have I let myself in for?”

That was the main thought running through my head as I stood on the doorstep. Sure I was excited, exhilarated even, but that didn’t stop me also being incredibly nervous.

I guess I should give you the background first.

I’m Hannah, I’m 25 years old, I’m straight, and I’m a submissive. Specifically a service slut; I exist to obey others. I have some experience, mostly online, but the real life encounters I have had were incredible. So when I saw a BDSM advert online for an “Advent Kinkendar Experience”, I was intrigued. It was posted by a Domme of a similar age to myself offering just two submissives the opportunity for a 25 day BDSM package. Each day she promised a new experience for us to explore, with no expectation or requirement of commitment past the Christmas period.

The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 1 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Enjoy.*

“Do you plan on living in the house?” Roger Peddler sat across the table from George and Julie Anderson. They were an attractive middle-aged couple. She was a tall brunette with a pretty smile, wearing a navy skirt suit that looked off the rack. He was a tall man with some gray in his short blond beard, wearing a brown corduroy coat and red tie. This was the first time he’d met the buyers, and he had a pang of guilt to see them all smiles and eagerness. “My wife and I … I mean ex-wife and I planned on fixing up the place, but we didn’t get very far.”

“We have the same plan.” George accepted a document from the closing agent and signed it. “We’ll live in the house while we fix it up.”

“Do you have a son?” Roger signed one of his own documents and pushed it away from him.

“We have three beautiful children, Mr. Peddler.” Julie cocked her head and raised an eyebrow. “Our eldest is married and off in the world. The twins still live with us.”

25 Days of SEXmas December 1 – Banging My Secretary Santa’s Dirty Little Elf (MF) (Oral) (Public) (Exhibitionism)

25 Days of SEXmas kicks off with a sequel to one of my most popular stories Banging my Secretary. I hope you enjoy reading this as much much as I enjoyed writing it! and Merry SEXmas

After five hours of photos, crying babies, and wet diapers I was finally done. The last guests left and only my secretary and I were left in the conference room. I picked over the buffet, trying to fill a plate from the leftover food that was left behind. I looked up and saw my secretary standing near the Christmas tree in the center of the room. As I watched her, she unbuttoned her dress and let it fall down her body. She bent over, sticking her ass out toward me as she slid her stockings down her tanned legs and left them on the floor with the dress. Soon she wore nothing but the red thong.

Read the rest of the story [here](https://rileyblackstone.com/2019/12/01/25-days-of-sexmas-december-1/)

Finding Erotica Adult Literature

We are a community designed to promote healing to rekindle the passion and facilitate discussions around issues related to romance and mature relationships.

This is a nonjudgemental safe space where you can ask questions, share your fears, and discuss issues that might seem taboo or otherwise of limits, but are at the heart of most relationships.

Topics include but limited to; BDSM, Cancer, Fairytales & Superheroes, Erotic Romance Interracial Relationships, Polyamory and Open Relationships.. [https://www.reddit.com/r/findingerotica](https://www.reddit.com/r/findingerotica)

Mary’s Adventure, Final Part [FF][FM]

Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e1nckz/marys_adventure_part_1_of_6_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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EPILOGUE – FRIDAY

I woke up slowly, not to any alarm or loud noise, but a gentle realization that I was not alone. Granted, Gina had been with me all night, as far as I knew, but in the morning light, with her warm, naked body pressed against my back, I slowly returned to conversation, as relaxed and, frankly, as happy as I could ever remember being. I laid there for a long while, staring out the window on the sunny paradise that I had been reborn into over the past week. In twelve hours or less, I couldn’t see a clock from where I was, I would be back home, back to housework and dutiful living and…and Frank.