Category: eroticliterature

My sextacular weekend

I’ve had a weekend like this before but I didn’t write it down. So, I forgot about it. I don’t want that to happen again so I thought I’d document what went on during my sextacular weekend.

Friday
Day:
I went to the office of a man I had met a week ago. We were to meet for coffee but I was running late so I went up to his office and we chatted. For a while…..then somehow things went from cordial to carnal. Within seconds he was pulling my hair, kissing me biting my nipples and rubbing my clit to make me squirt. I was pleasantly disoriented at how well this mild-mannered man turned into a dirty-talking, pawing, grabbing sexual beast. It was quite the quick adventure. Which resulted in me driving home in wet pants and smeared lipstick. The best kind of quick adventure. Read more »

Hacker Blackmail [MF] [Bribed] [LONG]

I was around 12 when I got into computers, at 15 I started using them for hacking, then, at the age of 19 I started to get into some darker stuff, hacking for my own personal evil.

It was a Saturday night in the hot floridian sun, maybe 9:00 pm, I remember the whine of the box fan I had resting on my window as it did nothing but circulate the thick, humid air.

I decided that tonight would be another night that I could exploit some poor woman.

I fired up my laptop and clicked on the icon on my screen, a piece of software I had worked on with some friends around a year ago, though I had modified it to my liking.

After everything had started, my trap was in place, a worm that was linked with one of those “you won’t last 5 minutes” games that you see on pornhub, at the click of the games ad, something downloaded in the background, I could then take full control of someone’s computer, see all of their personal information and most importantly, see their webcam.

I flicked through what seemed like hundreds of people… Read more »

A young man’s Tale

I suppose that it all started when I was a young boy, and my father took me to a brothel in Paris as a birthday present. I was a virgin, of course, and consequentially the experience has remained etched on my memory to this day. We entered a fashionable house in the Saint Germain district and the madam asked me to sit on a sofa in the main salon and wait for some girls to appear so that I could make a choice. I was, I’ll admit, quite nervous when the parade started, but I managed to blurt out “the one in the red dress, please” because she was the youngest and looked like a goddess to my young eyes. Read more »

Hotel Convention (MMFF, Bi) Parts 9-12

**Part 9**
1415
After joking about how we’d need to run back to our room to get something, we both realized that the USB drive we were just given could wait.
Steve said, “If the mascot said that we should find her later, then we probably don’t need to see what’s on that drive right away. At this point, I think we need to wrestle some lunch out of that packaging supply company.”
“You’re probably right.”

Neither one of us wanted to overeat in front of the vendors, it seemed a bit late for lunch, and it made it easier to think that we did it to stay sharp, but I think we ate less than usual so we could go check out that drive. We thanked our lunch host, shook a few other hands, and told some people which lecture we were headed to in the later session.
1500
We headed back to the room, knowing that we had at most an hour to see what was on the drive and get back to the ballrooms for the next lecture. It was hard to tell if we were excited to see what was on the drive or if it was just that we were going to get a few minutes alone. We sat next to each other, not sure what we were getting ourselves into.
I loaded up a virtual machine session on my laptop, hopefully secured well enough that if there was any funny business it would stay right where it was. I laughed once I saw what the file was, though. 
“What’s so funny?” Steve asked. Read more »

Hotel Convention (MMFF, Bi) Parts 1-8

*I don’t write this sort of thing very often, and I find myself doing a better job with the dialogue than the sex scenes. But, I feel that it’s better to post it and take criticism than to have it sit around on a usb drive somewhere.*

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**Part One**

Thursday 1100

Showed up so early, the hotel wasn’t even sure if the room I reserved was ready for me to check in to. I am hanging out in the lobby, checking emails and trying to find out if my counterpart from the other division is going to make it here. I am getting alerts about delayed shipments and severe weather incidents affecting customer deliveries north of here.

1200

Got an email from my counterpart that his flight has left with an alternate routing, arrival is uncertain. The hotel desk manager waves me up to let me know that my room is ready, and I leave them a note for them to call me when my counterpart arrives. Drop gear at room, come back down the elevator to the hotel restaurant for some sort of salad with chicken in it. Read more »

Katie Gets Taken [rough][fantasy][creampie][new experience] [use me]

Katie’s phone rattled against the hard against the night stand jarring her awake.

Message from Jake – ‘Finishing up my last set. See! I am working hard for you’ The picture that followed was a bit shaky, Jake was on the edge of the workout bench in black shorts and a white long sleeve shirt that clung tight to his body. His mussed hair and slightly red face made it obvious that he had been vigorously exerting himself. Katie loved these types of pictures, there was something primal about a man working himself to exhaustion.

Message from Jake – ‘But, think I will need a nap when I get home after this one’ ‘see you soon ’.

Katie lazily roll out of bed, it was already mid-morning and the feel of the long reaching stretch was the perfect way to start the day. The slightly open window let in the refreshing sound of a soft drizzle on a perfectly grey day. She had wanted Jake to stay and keep her warm but he had insisted on getting a work out in so they could ‘do something new with the day’. The room was chilly, a rush of goosebumps raced across Katie’s soft pale skin as she freed herself from the warm embrace of her bedding. A hot shower, the kind that fogs up the whole washroom was definitely in order. Read more »

Obsessed with Obsession

Disclaimer: The text that follows contains imagery and language that could be a trigger for some and that you may not be comfortable reading. This is just a fantasy and in no way, shape or form do I, as the writer, condone this type of scenario outside the context of fantasy or consenting play. If you are uncomfortable with imagery related to rape, sexual assault, or abuse and/or being held against your will you may not want to continue reading. If this is the case for you I still appreciate you as a fan, feel free to check out other things I’ve written. For those of you
choosing to continue, enjoy.

We’ve had several conversations you and I. You know what you’re doing, you’re more manipulative than you like to admit and only someone like myself recognizes it; someone studied in the art of reading people and seeing deeper than shallow, socially acceptable appearances. I must admit, even being able to see these truths about you, you’ve already begun to demoralize me from the inside out. You’ve brought me to my knees mentally multiple times, perhaps even when you didn’t realize; when it wasn’t even your goal. But, the question I’ve asked you now is how worn do you want the knees I’ve fallen to while you corrupt me? Read more »

[MF] The Professor’s Pet [oral] [buttstuff] [interracial]

The professor snapped his suitcase shut before leaning back in his chair and sighing deeply. It was just past 8 pm. The sun had set, the department was empty, but outside, the campus buzzed with students enjoying their Friday evening.

He was the only professor on the floor; the others had wished him goodnight and left him to finish grading a set of papers about the effects of immigration on gender roles. He was rolling through the papers with ease until one took his breath away.

Jenny Takigami had written about her identity as an Asian woman. It started off scholarly as she argued the merits of sexualization and femininity. Then she trailed off and started writing about her personal needs. How badly she wanted to be dominated by an older white man. How, despite the negativity of stereotypes, she could not help but feel aroused by the thought of white men spreading her legs and laying claim to her desperation just as the Americans had forced Japan out of isolation following World War 2. Read more »

Gentle, Loving Femdom [FM] [gentle femdom] [creampie] [affection] [realism] [mutual pleasure]

I ran my fingers through your thick hair, across your strong jawline, and down your neck. As my nails traveled lightly across your chest, stopping to tease a nipple, I heard a gentle huff from you, the softest protest of my actions. You knew any outright denial at this stage was unacceptable, and besides, you wanted this as bad as I did.

“Shhhh, just relax,” I purred, my hand traveling further south as I took in your face. It was a contorted mixture of desire and frustration, and I saw your arms flexing tightly, desperate to break your wrists free of the bindings that held them securely to the bed posts. You had relinquished control to me, and there was no turning back now.

My hand reached the area just above your groin, the sensitive skin just below where the waistline of your pants would be. I dragged my nails across it, watching three red lines appear and watching your back arch in protest, causing your stiff cock to press against my arm. Again I ran my nails across your soft skin, watching your biceps flex angrily against your restraints. I was getting wet already and we hadn’t even gotten to the fun parts. Read more »

[NSFW] Hot sensei

“Please turn to page 30…” She pushed up her glasses, and turned to the blackboard.

She could still feel the students’ hungry gazes on her back. She arched her back intentionally, putting her round, plump ass on display. She felt their eyes glued to her ass, undressing her with their eyes.

She tapped the chalk on the blackboard “… take note, as this is a really important section, and has been tested each year in the entrance exams…” She was wearing black sheer black stockings with strappy leather garters today – the type she knew her students would appreciate. Her black skirt ended just a little bit higher than her stockings, exposing a sliver of her milky thighs as she walked around the classroom. All by design, of course. Read more »