Ero virus: part 2

After work Camille came home exhausted from a day at work. Her back was aching, her legs and feet giving up on her and her mind focused on food and sleep.

She came home to dinner all cooked and prepared and the table set out. It was unlike her fiancée to prepare dinner in this way, he was normally just get a ready meal or a takeaway and claim all the effort was on him. She had thought about giving him an ultimatum for getting a job, not because of the money, but because of just how lazy he had become! But she couldn’t bring herself to do it, besides, he looked so handsome and cute! Especially now after making dinner from scratch!

After dinner they went up to bed, however on their way they heard moaning coming from Megan’s room, only this time they heard two voices! “Who’s she got with her” Camille asked. They both pressed their ears against the door, making sure not to step on any creaky floor boards. They could definitely hear two people moaning, they just couldn’t figure out who it could be.

Stephanie part 6: escalation

Sorry for the lack of updates. I’ve had a rough couple of weeks and inspiration has just been hard to grasp. I’m shortening the names of my posts just.. because. I feel like I’ve moved past her job. I don’t know if I’ll stick with the subtitles, but this one seemed appropriate.

It was hard for Steph to know where to go from here. Things had gone from occasional flirting to full blown robust in what seemed like a very short time. She enjoyed the feeling of being desired and the newness and excitement of their conversations thrilled her. She hadn’t gone as far as to tell him how wet and turned on their conversations made her, but she wanted to. Bryan might have said he felt like he had gone too far with the pictures, but he wasn’t showing that hesitation and reservation now. He was openly commenting on how she looked as he passed her on the way to his office, and the compliments flew. He told her he liked her hair, commented on any change to her makeup routine, and even if she smelled fresh and clean. It was all welcome and she was grateful for it. She tried to throw him some compliments as well, but he seemed eager to keep the topic off of him and to praise her. Steph had never been one to masturbate, because she had always had someone at hand to take care of her needs, but sometimes he just said things that couldn’t wait until she got home. She found herself on more than occasion making an extended trip to the bathroom to please herself while thinking of him.

Sunrise [FM] [cunnilingus] [light petplay] [romance] [slice of life] [no visual stimulation]

Hi all!

I took the time yesterday to try and write a little story where my character is deprived of her sense of sight. I know for many of us visual stimulation is a huge part of sex (myself included) so I wanted to challenge myself to write without it. I hope you enjoy!

Sunrise
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The first thing I heard this morning was the soft click of the bedroom door opening. You always thought you were so quiet coming in from a morning run, trying to hold back your labored breathing, the soft, indistinct sounds of whatever hip hop artist you were hooked on this week playing in your headphones. It was adorable.

But once I rolled over in bed, my head landing softly on your pillow, you knew the gig was up. I could almost see you in my mind straightening up from your creeping, bent over position at the door. I could hear the sounds of you shuffling off your shoes, the gentle ding of your Bluetooth disconnecting. I kept my eyes closed as you moved closer, but try as I might I couldn’t hide a sheepish grin on my face.

Seduced by His French Tutor…

*Loosely based on true events…*

Pete lay prostrate across the sofa. In the two weeks since Anna broke up with him, he’d had zero inclination to leave the house and little contact with friends and family. When he finally switched his phone back on a stream of missed calls and messages popped up on the screen.

Whilst scrolling through notifications, the phone began to vibrate in his hand. It was his French tutor, Camille, who’d messaged several times since he’d missed a lesson. Weirdly, one of the messages received was a selfie in which she was posing in gym-wear, covered in sweat and proffering a cheeky smile. It had been promptly followed by an apology for having sent it to the wrong person.

Camille’s body was incredible and Pete was surprised he’d never really looked at her in such a way before, dedicated as he had been to Anna. The errant selfie had been the only thing to have mustered Pete from his self-pitying stupor in days.

He resolved to answer the incoming call and get the awkward conversation out of the way, so he could get back to feeling sorry for himself,

Ero virus: part 1 (mainly plot)

Alone at home, he sat and flicked through the channels. Nothing much on he classically put his hands down his pants, and leaving the tv on, picked up his phone and started searching through pornhub for something decent to watch. Spoilt for choice he eventually finds a generic ‘boy-fucks-girl’ video, it’s enough to bring him to orgasm.

After cleaning himself up he decides to grab a bite to eat. This was his life since he lost his job, he didn’t really want in the first place, and he hasn’t had the motivation to get a new one since. He lives with his Fiancée Camille, and her uni friends, Aimee, Megan and Kath, in an unassuming ex council house in the south of England.

His sex life wasn’t exactly the sort of stuff movies are made of but he couldn’t complain, it may not have been particularly exciting but at least it was regular. Living with his partner certainly had its perks but living with others also meant they had to be quiet and respectful, even if they never returned the favour.

Short skirt story.

She was very sexy and she enjoyed exploiting that vulnerability in males.

Females come into estrus once a month. For some species it’s only once a year that their eggs are ready to be fertilized. But for all males regardless of the state of the females ovulation they are full of sperm and ready to deposit it at a moments notice 24/7/365. And they will, monkeys use a thumb-less simian grip, elephants their trunks and though it is said deer do it, I couldn’t imagine how.

She was known to drop something just so she could bend over in her heels and her short little skirt and pick it up. She never dropped anything when she was alone in a corridor or an elevator. The safety afforded by an escalator step was the perfect time to adjust the buckle of a shoe strap. Child’s play at thirty-seven, this was her show, it made her feel good about herself. She used to have this little cotton checked thing she wore often. The pattern was little quarter by quarter inch pink and white squares. She had the same skirt in black and white and it too was box pleated all around. She lived in these two skirts, they served her well.

MF online relationship becomes IRL working towards Dom/Sub (Part 1)

**Opens with inner monologue then flips into 1st, this should help you follow**

One of the most intriguing things in life, to me, is how people meet. They meet through family and friends. Meet through being colleagues at work and events. They meet through situations, like at a grocery store when one drops their wallet and the other hands it to them. So many random meetings, so many relationships formed one way or the other. Meeting you online could have just been another one of those, a random meet where two people from different strides of life collide, but this was different. Our goals were exactly the same. We’d made profiles searching for someone with similar tastes that would fulfill something in our lives that we didn’t have.

Our initial contact seemed a bit awkward at first, it always does online if I were honest. It’s so hard to gauge how a text is meant to be read. Sarcastic? Friendly? Comedic? Snarky? Teasing? It’s hard to be careful and still be yourself when you first meet someone in an online forum. Of course, my personal fear is that the person I’ve just met has an ‘online persona’, as I like to call it. A character that they’ve created online for the mere purpose of pretending. Nothing real to life. No actual connection or bond ever being formed, from their side of things. The fear is real and has happened oh so many times. Things with you were different, right from the start.

The War of 2020

Genre: Erotica/ Horror

Word Count: Almost 12k

Critique: This is my very first Erotica and I picked a really hard one to get feedback on because the story is so violent (racial slurs/rape). Any feedback is welcome.

Most of the backstory is in the first 1/4, while the erotica kicks in for the rest of the story.

https://storiesonline.net/s/19908:211352/chapter-1-the-war-of-2020

Weekend With The Neighbor (Part 2)

“Time to wake up Princess. My poker buddys will be arriving soon.” I opened my eyes to see my neighbor, Mr. Miller, standing over the side of the bed.

It took a moment to shake off the grogginess. I couldn’t recall why I was in a pink room. My hard nipples felt sore, and my swollen pussy was soaking wet.

I slowly remembered that, unbeknownst to me, Daddy sent me here for the weekend to be old man Miller’s indentured sex toy, in order to pay off his debts. The dirty old pervert had started off the weekend by fucking me hard, while confessing he used to cream my panties.

Mr. Miller handed me several chewy candies as I sat up. “Take these. They will make you feel good”. I obediently popped the candies in my mouth. Although they were sweet, there was an unusual taste toward the end.

“I took the liberty of going through your bag to choose one of the outfits your father packed. It’s in the bathroom, along with towels. Go shower and get dressed.”

Jessica’s Freedom – Chapter 3 [Rape] [BDSM] [Teen] [Crying] [Cunnilingus] [Kissing] [Sadism] [Gangbang] [FF] [MF] [Incest] [Facefucking/Blowjob] [Biting] [Abuse] [Blood] [Torture] [Mind Break] [Sex Toys]

**This story is by and for adults and is purely fiction and fantasy. This story is purely for private enjoyment within one’s own imagination and does not condone any real life actions**

#Part One – Jessica’s Torment

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/997mq7/jessicas_torment_chapter_1_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/998f6i/jessicas_torment_chapter_2_mf_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/99fow2/jessicas_torment_chapter_3_mf_rape_age_bdsm_anal/)

#Part Two – Jessica’s Despair

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9a04al/jessicas_despair_chapter_1_mf_rape_age_bdsm_slave/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9er6fj/jessicas_despair_chapter_2_mf_rape_bdsm_teen/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9foh8w/jessicas_despair_chapter_3_mf_rape_bdsm_teen/)

#Part Three – Jessica’s Freedom

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a1o2a6/jessicas_freedom_chapter_1_rape_bdsm_teen_crying/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/azmkau/jessicas_freedom_chapter_2_rape_bdsm_teen_crying/)

Jessica finally breaks free from her captivity. After loosening a knot in her binds she unties her sister and mother and they manage to sneak out into the dark outside world and hope to find rescue…

Read on to see if they make it…

April Fool’s.

They’ll never escape.

Jessica was on her back and couldn’t breathe. Her face was smothered in womanly flesh, sweaty thighs trembling against her cheeks. Her mother’s pussy pressed into her mouth and the tip of her nose, clenching and twitching. Behind, Kelsey straddled Jessica’s waist, a wand vibrator held by ropes pressed between them both, the weight of Kelsey’s body grinding the toy into both of them; clits having been ravished, consistently, without mercy, for the past twenty minutes.