Category: eroticliterature

MILF (31) date 1 of 2 {details}

{This is a detail post from “two dates, one day”, so please go back and read if you haven’t already!}

An ad placed in RAOMD by a 34M from SFV looking for a #pillowprincess with no reciprocation needed, which I knew wasn’t likely the case being he had also made a post for RAOBJ’s. His username was Pokémon-related so it pulled my attention and I sent off a PM. We dirty talked for a bit and exchanged pictures. He would be the first Asian man I had ever hooked up with that was more than a kiss. He had strong arms, which immediately turned me on with the thought of them pumping into me as he finger-fucked my pussy. We casually discussed the idea of having sex, but neither of us had condoms or time to grab any so we were doing anything but.

We spontaneously decided to meet up since neither of us could wait until our places were available for privacy… so the decision was made – CarPlay it was.

I give him the cross streets and tell him I’m out front in a red sundress. He smirks at the note. Read more »

The Perfect Victim, Part 2 (femdom, real, bdsm, kidnap, torture, consensual) (m35/f38)

She sat on the edge of her bed. She had laid out three outfits already, one for each of the next three days. There was part of her that was a bit nervous about this morning, sure everything that happened last night came directly from conversations they’d had while they knew each other, but she did have someone help her drug him and then chained him to the floor in her home. As she pulled on her black leather joggers, she looked in the mirror and thought about what she wanted to accomplish today. Her main goal was to get into a headspace that this was all real – she knew if she was there, he would be too.

She put on her matching black leather tank top and watched the monitor from the security camera downstairs. His sleep seemed to becoming more fitful, and it was almost time. She put on a matching black leather mask that completely hid her identity, especially when she tucked her long hair up underneath. She took one last look in the mirror, took a deep breath and walked out of the room. She knew the next ten minutes would make or break the weekend. Read more »

New Episode! Erotic Podcast – Feedback Welcomed!

Hey family,

We just dropped another episode of our erotica/comedy podcast. Below is a short preview and the full episode. We are just getting started **so please any feedback is welcome!**

Preview:
[https://soundcloud.com/fantasycast/podcast-episode-1-preview?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing](https://soundcloud.com/fantasycast/podcast-episode-1-preview?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing)

Full:
[https://soundcloud.com/fantasycast/episode-1?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing](https://soundcloud.com/fantasycast/episode-1?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing)

Me and my wife’s friend (Part 6) <blackmail> <friend> <bondage> <swinger club>

Chapter 5: Dorian (continued)

I was holding her hand and taking her through the corridor to the private rooms. Dorian was fully naked, while i had pulled my clothes back on. I was sad that there were not much people to see her like this…

When we finally found an empty private room, a further 10 minutes had already passed. I knew I only had half an hour with her before Anya’s massage was done.

I didn’t want Anya to see me with Dorian. Anya despised her. Anya used to call her fake and arrogant. I think Anya was seriously jealous of Dorian. She might have noticed how I used to check Dorian out back in college.

But more than me not wanting Anya to see me with Dorian, Dorian herself did not want Anya to see her there. Dorian had created such an image for herself back in college, she did not want anyone to think that she was a blowjob slut deep inside.

And that, i thought, would be useful here. Regardless of how badly she did not want to have sex with me, she still wanted to finish whatever I wanted her to do before Anya came. In essence, she would be ready to comply. Read more »

A Dull Week at the Fertility Clinic [M42F28] [free use] [bimbo] [sequel]

Dr. Schrader yawned. He put his book down, an aging spy thriller with female characters as nuanced as bricks. He sighed and looked around his office.

It had been a slow day. It had been a slow week too. Two women he’d already impregnated had come in for checkups. Two others had canceled at the last minute.

He heaved air into his lungs, then stood, unfolding his long stature. He took his travel mug of green tea from his desk and sipped it as he walked down the hall towards the front desk. He whistled a bit. Some nonsense tune.

In the office, Lilian sat on her desk chair.

“Lil-…”

There was no response.

Dr. Schrader heard a snore come from her.

“Lil. Lilian.”

There was no response.

“LILIAN.”

She jumped awake, looking around to find him staring at her. She blushed. “Hi, doc.”

“Any calls?”

She looked at the phone on the desk across from her. “Nope,” she said. Read more »

Uncomfortable First Anal [FMF]

The first time my future wife, Anne, had anal sex it was…uncomfortable.

She was with her friends, Jane and Emma, in Jane’s basement bedroom along with Jane’s boyfriend Ed. They were gossiping about a girl they knew who’d let her boyfriend fuck her ass. Jane was disgusted. She couldn’t understand how anyone could enjoy it.

Anne, who thought of herself as kinky but who hadn’t really experienced all that much, was indignant. She defended the poor maligned girl and the entire concept of anal sex. Unfortunately for Anne Emma liked to push boundaries. She kept challenging Anne, demanding to know how far Anne had gone, why Anne thought anal sex would be nice, whether Anne herself would do it. Anne kept making bolder and bolder statements, while Jane got more and more disgusted. Finally Emma asked a question that shocked them all.

“Would you let Ed fuck you up the ass? Right now?” Emma had a huge grin on her face. Jane gasped in shock. “Jane will, obviously, never let him, so it’s not cheating. If it would be so great, prove it.” Read more »

Home early!

As I walk in the door after a long week away at work, I find the house barren. No one at the door to greet me. A very different scene from the typical rush of kids yelling “daddy’s home, daddy’s home!!!” I know you said you had arranged to leave the kids at your parents house so we could have the night alone, but I expected you home much sooner than this. As I walk through the house, depositing my luggage on various floors, unmotivated to store it properly, I notice some of the lights on. Listening, I hear voices. No, maybe just one voice. Maybe the television. I follow the sound to the kitchen. You are standing at the sink, with the phone tucked on your shoulder. Wearing a gorgeous red knee-length dress. You appear to be making dinner. But, this late? I glance into the dining room. The table is set for two, and there are candles already burning. I can smell them from here. Lily of the Valley… What’s the perfume? Durissimo? Hmmm.. No, Jessica McClintock? MMMmmmm…. You know what that does to me! Well, yes, obviously, that’s the point. Read more »

PART 1 – My [F20] body as an offering to a fertility goddess [Consensual] [gangbang][breeding kink kinda]

Hey this is my first post here, if it goes okay I will post some more as its a long-ish thing and well, I wanna see how it goes.

The day finally came, and there I was at the Moon Festival. I could hardly believe I was finally there.

Every year there was a moon festival, dedicated to our Goddess, offering gifts to ask for more fertility, prosperity and abundance in our lands. Our people came from a century old drought and hunger, their old lands couldn’t give anything, and thus, many died, the population became smaller each generation. Until we found the lake, and settled, and there we could sow and grow back our livestock. But our wombs weren’t the most fertile now, somewhere along the way many of us developed a weaker womb. Now, to ensure our health, every womb was inspected, our moon bleeding was severely checked, and many young girls didn’t bled, some bled poorly, like once or twice a year. Read more »

She takes charge

A man is sitting on the couch, leaning back naked, legs slightly spread, two fingers slowly sliding up and down his half-hard cock. He is looking towards the doorway, watching.

A woman strolls through the doorway wearing a multi-colored silk robe . It hung open a little, showing some cleavage but covering her nipples. The opening followed down her abdomen and exposed her just a little of her womanhood, stopping at the top of her things, her shapely legs completely uncovered.

She reaches both hands up to her shoulders, sliding the robe off of her shoulders and down to her elbows, closing it around her body as she slowly turns – her curvy hips swaying as she turns half way around and then looks back over her shoulder with a wicked smile.

“Do you like my new robe?!” she said.

His eyes glued to her, looking up and down, he takes a deep breath, his chest broadening, his fingers slowing on his cock as his hips press down into the couch. He grins widely, and replies, “It’s beautiful, like you. The only thing that would make it better is if were crumpled up on the floor!” Read more »

The Perfect Victim (femdom, real, kidnap, torture, consensual) (m35/f38)

[ This is the first time I’ve recounted an event that is 100% true. It’s from my point of view, but we’ve now talked about this for the last 10 years, and I’ve seen so much of the video; so it is pretty accurate. Would love to hear what you think ]

Part 1

The email was pretty straightforward; “Drinks Tonight?” Was what the subject read, and it was signed Miss Mia. She’d asked him earlier in the week if he had plans for the Labor Day Weekend, and he told her he’d finally broken up with his girlfriend, so he was ‘flying solo.’ It was just another example of the way that the timing was just never right for the two of them – every time one of them was single, the other was not in a position to start a relationship. This time was no different as she was set to move to London in the Fall to start her dream job.

They had an amazing relationship. She was very comfortable with her BDSM-centric lifestyle, and he was in his 20s and still very shy about his interests; but he trusted her and told her more than anyone. She helped him make sense of his kinks and fetishes, and the two played together on a regular schedule. Read more »