Category: eroticliterature

Soggy biscuit game

When Mark’s parents went away for the weekend it was the perfect opportunity for us to spend the night over with the house to ourselves. There was a group of us lad’s, all in our teens.

We arranged to get a load of alcohol and meet up at the house around 8pm. I was the last to get there and Mark, Neil, Danny, Eddie and Sean were already setting about the booze.

Danny had brought a porn film and this was playing on the TV when Mark’s sister Jane and her friend Rachel walked in.

Jane and Rachel were a couple of years older than us and we had all known them for years. They were a pair of teases, often making suggestive comments and trying to belittle us with remarks about us being “little boys”.

If anything the girls seemed even more buzzed than we were, and they started to provide a running commentary on the porn film. Questioning whether we had ever done anything more than watch such acts.

Jane, in particular, was taunting us all about the size of our penis’s compared to those on the screen. Any defence we put up was met with the challenge to “prove it, and get it out”. none of us seemed ready to take up this. Read more »

Hypnotizing Hanna Chapter 2. [MF][MC][DOM-SUB][DENIAL]

Sorry if there’s any spelling/gammar mistakes. This is hard to do on a phone.

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Alright, It’s Jackson again. I feel like I just jumped right in last time and didn’t get a chance to “set the mood” so to speak. Let me give you a little background on me and my situation. My family moved here from Texas to California. I don’t necessarily fit in here but I have a few friends. I grew up working on a ranch with my dad and after he passed, my mom met a guy in some type of software company. We moved to California with his job and I’m just biding my time until I graduate. After that, I’m getting the hell out of dodge and back to my grandparents ranch in Texas. I may go to college but with my skills, I can make good money with horses. Read more »

The Caregivers, part 1 [fantasy][plant/human procreation][voyeurism][oral]

He and his parents visited family in Vermont each May. That was the only times he really spent with his 18-year-old cousin, David. And this year, David seemed different. More withdrawn. The first night, hanging in David’s room, he learned why. He learned about what David discovered living in the forest.

The fear in David’s voice as the story unfolded made his skin prickle, but there was something else there. Deeper. Something earthy and nurturing as David’s eyes took on a faraway look. There was wistfulness under that fear.

David told him they had to sneak out. To experience this amazing secret. He thought about pleasures, didn’t he? He stroked his cock, didn’t he? David was making him squirm with these topics, but the truth was, his cock was instantly hard at what David described. Yes, he did stroke his cock, sometimes more than once a day, and yes, he understood what it was like to chase angelic pleasures. He dreamed about someone else touching him, pleasuring him, as David described. It made his cock spasm like it never had before to think about it. It made his entire body shake with erotic fever. Read more »

Special Therapy for a Spoiled Brat [MF] [Spanking] [virginity]

Special Therapy for a Spoiled Brat

“Good morning, Sandra,” Dr. Homes says, walking into my room. I can lock it, but all the high-level staff here have keys and enter and exit as they please, to make sure we’re not doing drugs or something. It’s creepy. My parents sent me here after I dropped out of college and got pulled over for drunk driving. Luckily, my dad, the mayor, is a huge supporter of the police force and the cop delivered me back home. However, my parents gave me an ultimatum- stay at the House of Restoration until they felt I was rehabilitated, and return to school in the spring, or I’d be cut off. Not kicked out or anything, I just wouldn’t have my car or spending money, which would suck.

The House is okay, most of the girls here are honestly kind of bitchy, super new-money types that think Michael Kors is high-fashion. But the rooms are large and private, the sheets don’t scratch my skin, and there is a gym, a few pools and tennis courts. They don’t force us on a crazy schedule, we just have to keep a daily journal to share in group therapy and exercise for at least four hours a week. We’re not supposed to have phones but of course I snuck mine in. Overall, it’s like a vacation. Except for time with Dr. Homes. Read more »

More antics with John and Sarah. Remember for this post it’s opposite day up equals down!

John almost always knocks on Sarah’s door before entering but this time he did not. Whoa! What he thought he saw was his step-daughter Sarah wearing his dirty work shirt from yesterday and sitting at the foot of her bed with with the ball of the bed post pressed tight to her butt and fingering herself. The room had the unmistakable smell of aroused “cunt”. She was on her back and the shirt was open and her huge breasts hung slightly athwart. On her dangling feet were his worn out work boots that he had thought were lost. They were untied, dirty and too big. He backed out from her room pulling the door with him.

Sarah in the throws of her self induced passion called for him to stay. “Excuse me Sarah!” “Stay Daddy, stay, I want you to watch me—please I want you to.” Sarah had been waiting for this situation since she started masturbating six years ago. “Sarah! Really!” said John disbelievingly. “Daddy, you might as well stay and watch me, that which has been seen cannot be unseen.” John who has listened outside of Sarah’s bedroom door since she started masturbating six years ago folded his arms and deciding to stay he leaned a shoulder against her door jam. This is gonna be good he thought and so did she. He too had one of his dirty work shirts on, also unbuttoned and his work boots too, were untied. “Ok Sarah I’m all eyes!” he said warmly. “Ok Daddy!” she said brightly, “Um, Ah, give me a minute here, I’m nervous now!” Read more »

My Best Friend

I lie here, replaying the events that happened just a few hours ago. The clothes coming off, the heated kisses, the heavy breathing, the skin on skin. We didn’t intend on this tonight, but it was worth it.

We headed off to his house for pizza and video games. I always kicked his ass. He was always pissy about it, but moved on. We got inside and immediately started to devour the pizza. We joked for a bit, drank for a bit, but never touch the game system. Time got away from us. From me at least.

He’s my best friend. Has been since we were six years old. We did almost everything together. We went clothes shopping together, shared secrets with each other, we even shared our first kiss together. It wasn’t awkward or anything, we just decided to get it over with. And it was good.

While eating and drinking, we got to talking. We talked about the worst sex experiences we each had. I told him about the time my ex and I got a bit tipsy and he had sex with my inner thigh. My friend laughed at that. Needless to say, it was not a good night. He told me about this girl who vomited in the middle of it … on him. That earned a laugh from me. Read more »

Multiple Scoregasms [Free-use lite/Orgy world]

“Fuck!” I gasped after jumping over the bench, which had been laid on it’s side, to act as the makeshift “boards”. “That one in the pink is fucking fast, eh.”

Katie nodded in agreement as she gulped from her water bottle.

I had been a part of the Multiple Scoregasms for three years now. The league was billed as “gym class for adults”. It was pretty much right on the nose. Every week our team of nine (if everyone showed) meets up at the South Regina athletic centre and plays a different gym class-level sport. Last week it was dodge ball; this week it’s floor hockey. It might seem juvinile or geeky, but whatever, fuck the haters, after a long day of sitting around at work, its pretty fun to be able to run around and sweat and play for ninety minutes. Most of the people in the league are pretty chill, you know, just there to have some fun. Ages can go as high as forty or as young as eighteen, but for the most part it was bored, childless, late twenties/early thirties-ish, nerdy, couples. Read more »

I cheated on my date with a girl I didn’t even know: Part 3 [M/F, str8, public, cheating]

Morning came with the chirping of birds, and the faint sparkle of sunshine breaking through the curtains. I found myself lying against her back, pressed up against her. My left arm was under me and pushed straight out. Her head was resting on it, and I could hear her soft breathing. She was still asleep. My right arm was wrapped around her stomach, with her arm wrapped over it and her hand clasping mine.

As the sunshine began to peek through the curtains, I lay there, listening to the rhythm of her breath. Her naked flesh was so warm and so soft against my body. I couldn’t bring myself to move for fear of waking her. Instead, I lay there, still as could be, my eyes admiring every curve of her form, every tiny hair glowing in the beams of sunlight. Wondering if this was the beginning of something wonderful or just a dream unlike any before. Read more »

Sarah’s walk home.

Sarah walked home after the Lapeer High football team “incident”. She was nauseous. In addition to the gang fucking she endured by the promising young boys, virile and industrious as they are, after fucking her “cunt” —for lack of a better word, they formed a second line with its origin at her mouth. Little Sarah swallowed a lot of semen and sperm for such a petite thing. And a what a THING she was too—young boys can be so cruel. They chanted DRINK, DRINK, DRINK! They called her a Cumdumpster and shouted Fuck Doll. Hands from out of nowhere held her mouth closed and forced her to swallow, boy juice was coming out of her nostrils for Christ’ sake. Sarah was expecting an orderly line of civil young men each taking some time with her and maybe a kiss and a thank you. She didn’t know football teams had an offensive team, a defensive team, a kick return team and a second string to compliment it all. When I tell you the following you are gonna vomit like Mr. Roper the one armed Janitor did while cleaning the locker room floor that evening. Both Varsity and Junior Varsity were there that day! It got so chaotic that many of boys were just masturbating willy-nilly all over her. They stood shoulder to shoulder and squeezed against each other like pigs at a trough for a position next to the “Love Doll”. It was a fiasco, after the second hour her clitoris was raw and numb, with her vagina defeated she endured another hour of cunt pounding punishment without a single orgasm. Read more »

The “Love” Drug | Enjoy

I’ve got a series of short stories coming out soon! I hope you all enjoy!

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I’ve tried almost everything you could try. I’ve done a few bags of coke in my day. I’ve gone on acid trips with hippies in the woods. Mary Jane is a woman I see daily. I’ve done it all. If it doesn’t require a needle, I’ve probably tried it. There weren’t many things that could scare me at this point in my life. I’d been to the places they told you in school to never go. I did the opposite of saying no to drugs and instead dove head first into the brothels and opium dens of the world. I’ve experienced the infamous ego death when reality ends and a world beyond your body seems infinitely better than what you have now.

It wasn’t even the high I sought anymore. It was like cigarettes. Halfway through one you hardly wanted it anymore. You wanted to hear the click of the lighter, see the flame catch, then you only really wanted that first drag. The first hit of menthol that took the edge away. The ritual has become more appealing than the act. Read more »