Category: eroticliterature

The Train [M/F] [exhibitionism] [rough] [squirt]

I’m in a train, going places to see people. It is going to be a long and boring trip. One I have made a hundred times before. It’s early Saturday morning, the train is all but empty. I stare out the window at nothing and everything. At the next station, You come in and place yourself at the other side of the aisle. My, what a view. Thor in a uniform. Tall, bulky, strong, blond, a slight stubble across your face doesn’t fit the well trained impeccable marine look, but oh how it works. You look like you would throw me across the room without effort. It crosses my mind I have an unhealthy fascination for men in uniform. I look at your hands, I have sort of a hand fetish. Big, strong hands, with veins to die for. Hands that have seen hard work, that can caress and choke and smack and leave a mark. I move around on my seat, restless. I’m almost afraid to look up, but I can’t help myself. I dare a glance and my heart almost stops. You are looking straight at me. Looking hard at me. I see your jaw muscle working. I feel myself getting wet, a blush creeps up my neck to my cheeks as the heat in me builds. I swallow. A slow smirk forms on your mouth. You know the effect you’re having on me. Read more »

Laying Out (MF, semi-cons, strangers)

Laying Out

By SpectreOfHell

It was a warm day, but not as warm as Vicky wanted it to be. Summer was fading and she still hoped to get a little bit of a tan before she couldn’t lay out anymore. Her husband had to work that day, and the contractor he’d hired to work on the dock was late, but it was a Saturday and she wasn’t going to let it go to waste. She started to put on a pair of shorts and a halter top then changed her mind. No, today she’d wear that bikini she’d bought on impulse and had never dared to wear before. It was flimsy, the top barely covering her nipples, and the bottom being mostly just G-string. She felt almost naked when she had it on, but since most of the other lakeside residents were back in the city this weekend she didn’t expect to be seen.

Vicky went down to the back deck and spread a towel on the lounger. The sun was angling through the trees just right, so she’d get at least an hour of sun before it had moved, and she’d be in shadow again. Then she’d have to move, of course, chasing the sun. She switched on her music and lay face down, deciding to start with her back. Read more »

Office fuck.

I have this picture in my mind of standing across the road from your office watching you through the window while you lean back a little in your chair and slowly ease your hand down your skirt just enough to let you get your hand in your pants under the desk. You think it’s safe and nobody can see you. But I can. Because I know your going to do it. A show just for me.

You start to touch yourself, you make yourself wet before focusing on your clit, licking your finger occasionally as you smile at me while I watch you, knowing I’m watching you. Stroking and rubbing, pushing two of your own fingers into you, wishing that it was my cock being pushed into you and then back to stroking your clit. Moister and moister gets your pussy. You arch your back a little and push the fingers harder into yourself knowing it won’t be enough. You bring yourself as close as you can to an orgasm and all the time I’m watching. Read more »

Fantasizing about my friend! (Dominant, submission, pussy fingering, blowjob, cum swallow, public)

This is just a daydream I had of my office friend and I. I am posting this as I sit across from her. I wonder what she’d do if she found out about all the naughty things I want to do to her. ?
So the dream begins with me taking her into the bathroom at our work. “Strip!” I tell her. “I want to see you.” A little hesitant at first she nevertheless does what I say and slowly undresses. Taking her pants off first, pushing them down while facing away from me, giving me a wonderful view of her panty clad behind. Then she slowly pulls her top off and tosses it on the floor before turning to face me. In just her underwear she looks sexy as hell but I want more and gesture for her to continue as I try to shift my pants into a more comfortable position for my rigid cock. Reaching behind her back, she unclasps her bra and let’s her tits free. Though they aren’t the biggest, maybe a B cup, they are perfect in my eyes. Finally she reaches down and hooks her thumbs in the waistband of her panty’s and pushes them down. Stepping out of them, she reveals herself to me. I imagine she has a little bit of hair, trimmed in between her legs, though she could be bald for all I know. Either way this is where the real fun begins. I tell her to get on her knees. She’ll probably look at me a bit questionably and hesitate but will ultimately do as I say and kneel down. “Touch yourself,” I’d tell her. “I want to see you fuck yourself.” My language always turns foul when my blood is up (something the two of us share, she swears like an Irish drunk when she’s worked up). She smiles and slowly runs her fingers over her tits, flicking her hard nipples and massaging her breasts. Slowly she she moves her hand downwards, trailing her fingers over her belly and slipping them down, between her legs. She smiles wickedly. “What you bastard?” Is what she’d most likely say to me as I stare at her. “Show me,” I’d say in reply. “Show me how wet you are.” She’d blush and shake her head but I’m insistent and finally she’d pull her finger out from between her legs and show me how her hand is soaked. Unable to take it anymore I move in front of her and unzip my pants, setting my cock free. “Keep fucking yourself,” I tell her as I wrap a hand around my shaft and direct to her face. I put my other hand on the back of her head, bunching my fingers in her hair. She looks nervous now but I don’t care, I look down at her and smile. “Open your mouth,” I tell her. Her eyes widen and she looks back at me as though she wants to say no but can’t quite bring herself to. At the moment her cunt is in charge and she is to horny to refuse me outright. I slap my cock on her cheek, leaving a trail of precum across her face and she shakes her head and opens her mouth, perhaps to say something but I don’t give her the chance. I slip my head into the soft opening and moan as her warm wetness engulfs me. I smile as I look down at her with my cock in her mouth, she’d look so beautiful. “Keep fingering yourself,” I tell her and slowly begin to pump my hips, moving my cock in and out of her mouth. She moans slightly and does as I say. As I slowly fuck her mouth, I give some instructions on sucking my dick. “Lick the tip,” I tell her as I pause with just the head between her lips. “That’s it, now lick the underside and down. Lick my balls,” this gives her pause but at my insistence she complies and runs her tongue over my sack and even sucks one of my balls into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue. After letting her play with my balls for a bit, I move her head back and position my cock head at her lips. “I want to fuck your throat,” I tell her. She’d be nervous, no doubt, but opens her mouth. I slowly push my cock past her lips and into her mouth. I push more and more until I feel the back of her throat. She gags and pushes me back. “Try to breath through your nose,” I tell her and begin pushing my cock into her mouth again. It takes a while and I have to remind her multiple times to keep her hands between her legs, fingering herself, but she does get better and even as slobber and precum rain down on her pretty breasts, she continues to try her hardest. At this point, I am close to cumming and as I plow my cock into her mouth, fucking her face, I can feel my balls tightening as they get ready to spew their load. “I’m going to cum!” I tell her but either she doesn’t hear me or doesn’t care as I push my cock down her throat one last time and let loose. My cum explodes out, filling her throat, spilling back out her mouth and some even shooting up her nasal cavity (she’ll be smelling me for days ?) She tries to pull back but I have a hold of her head and am lost in my own orgasm but suddenly, I feel something wet soaking my shoes and pants and I look down. Her eyes have rolled into the back of her head and her whole body is shacking. She’s cumming too! Cumming from her own fingers and me filling her belly full of semen. Watching her cum like that, with my cock in her mouth and her eyes rolling back make me shoot off another load. I keep my hand in her hair, holding onto her as we both shake from our intense orgasms. When the shakes finally subside, I slowly slip my sensitive cock from between her lips letting a bit of cum trickle down her chin and look her in the eyes. “Now, what do you say?” I ask her, and although her expression shows some defiance, and a part of her clearly wants to tell me to fuck off, she just looks back at me with teary eyes, a puffy red face, bruised lips and some of my cum on her chin and says; “Thank you.”

[MF] Passionate Encounter [random act; public sex]

Walking down a busy street my eyes encounter a beautiful girl amongst the crowds. Her eyes flash up and meet mine and she drinks me in and I her.

Instantaneously we know there is a connection and the corners of her mouth turn up knowingly. She makes a sharp turn down a smaller road and I know I must follow her. She comes to a department store and goes in to the lingerie department. Picking up some black lacey underwear and again giving me a flash of her eyes and a smile she makes her way to the changing rooms. I follow and see her go in to the far room. I wait monentarily but no-one else is around so I wander up as I get near the door it opens quickly and she is there dressed only in the black lingerie and grabs my collar and pulls me inside.

We start kissing passionately, instantly arousing me our hands running over each others bodies. She stops kissing, puts her finger on my mouth and goes down on to her knees, undoing my trousers and pushing them and my boxers down to my ankles. She masterfully sucks and strokes my throbbing cock while I stroke her hair and the back of her neck. My body tingles as her tongue flicks around my gland until I can’t resist the desire to taste her. Read more »

Beauty School Drop Out (M/F, naked haircut, blow job, pussy eating, nipple piercings)

My phone chimed with a text from Alex letting me know he was here. I pulled on a silk robe and pushed my feet into black heels before going to let him in. I had been looking forward to seeing him all day, and couldn’t hide my smile as I hurried down the hall.

“Hey gorgeous!” he said as I opened the door. He was also wearing a huge smile.

I kissed his cheek. “It’s so great to see you!”

“You as well! How’s your day?” he asked once we were in my unit.

“It’s been really fun! I met a couple of new clients for coffee, and then had a regular bring me this bunny costume he wanted me to wear.”

“A bunny costume? I thought you liked being naked.”

“Oh I do. But I’m open to requests as you know.” I flashed him my thigh through the opening of my robe to show off the straps of my garter. Read more »

She’s Fucking My Wife [FFM] [BDSM] [Cuckold]

? Setting the grocery bags on the kitchen counter, I looked around the room. The house was still. Only some music playing in the distance broke the quiet, but I couldn’t tell if it came from outside or somewhere else in the house. Home from work early, I was hoping to surprise Becca with a romantic dinner. As I surveyed the kitchen, I spied the bottle of wine and glasses sitting on the island. There were two glasses. I picked the bottle up and curiously read the label. It wasn’t anything we kept in the house and the bottle still had a slight chill to it. It hadn’t been sitting on the table for long. Putting it back down, I wandered through the house looking for my wife. The music became louder as I neared the back of the house. Following it, the music led me upstairs and down the hallway to the master bedroom. How long I stood outside the bedroom door contemplating my next move, I’m not sure. It seemed like an eternity. Putting my ear to the door, I could hear the music and Becca’s voice. Well actually, it wasn’t her voice. I could here her moaning and groaning. The same sounds she made when I made love to her only much more intense. Louder, she was much louder. I could feel my anger and humiliation rising as I seethed outside the door. She was having sex with another guy in our bed. From the sounds Becca was making, it sounded like he was fucking the hell out of her. I steeled myself ready to burst through the door and confront her lover. I was ready for the possible fight that was bound to ensue. With my hand on the door knob, I finally threw the door open and my jaw dropped. Becca was naked on all fours in the middle of our bed. She was moaning and screaming in pleasure but the person fucking her wasn’t a man. The sight that greeted me was of my naked wife being fucked by another woman. Kara, her new friend from work, was positioned behind Becca ramming a huge dildo into my wife. Kara’s breasts bounced wildly with each thrust into Becca and my wife was having a screaming orgasm. Standing numbly in the doorway, I watched my wife ball the sheets in her fists and her mouth hang open in a scream of pleasure. Her tits flailed with each violent thrust and I watched in amazement as Kara made her come. With her hands, grabbing handfuls of Becca’s hips as she pulled her back to meet her, Kara looked up at me with a sly smile. Becca collapsed onto the bed as she tried to recover. Kara slowed her thrusts but never stopped. “We have company lover,” Kara told Becca. Becca’s eyes shot open and she stared at me. Was it embarrassment at having been caught or concern over my judgement that I read in them? “Jeremy?” She croaked. “Jeremy. The husband. I thought as much.” Kara never stopped sliding the dildo in and out of Becca. I stood mesmerized by the sight of four breasts jiggling as Kara thrust into Becca. Their pink nipples stared back at me tantalizing me. Despite the shock of the sight before me, I felt myself getting hard. “I can explain.” Becca’s statement was cut short as Kara spanked her hard on her ass. Becca yelped in pain. “Sit down Jeremy.” Kara’s voice was authoritative. The fight I had been planning for had gone out of me when I saw another woman fucking my wife. Gruffer, she repeated herself. “Sit. Down. Jeremy.” Kara practically bit off each word. Despite being the owner of the house, I followed her command and sat in the chair next to the bed. “Good boy,” Kara crooned as she began fucking Becca harder. From my new position, I watched the impossibly large dildo sliding in and out of my wife. Her pink labia stretched tight around the flesh colored latex and Kara began ramming its long length into her without mercy. “Oh. God,” Becca gasped as she endured the long thick dildo pummeling her. She arched her back and accepted it deeper inside her. Kara spanked her ass hard as she fucked her. “Tell Jeremy that size matters.” Kara rammed the dildo into her harder. “Oh God. Yes. It does.” Becca screamed as the dildo filled her. “It’s bigger than his pathetic little cock isn’t it.” “Yes!” Becca’s screams echoed through the room. Kara’s hand landed on her ass again. I could see the red welt and outline of Kara’s hand rising on Becca’s hip. My face was turning beat red at the women emasculating me. “You love big cocks, don’t you?” Kara practically growled as she watched for my reaction. “Yes!” From the tightness in her voice and the tension in her body, I knew that Becca was about to come again. “Yes. Who?” Another blow landed hard on Becca’s ass. “Yes Mistress!” Becca spasmed violently as she came. I watched the thick dildo coat with Becca’s white cream as she came. The inside of her thighs was drenched as Kara fucked her. Exhausted, she collapsed onto the bed and slid off Kara’s huge fake cock. It swung wildly in front of the beautiful redhead as I watched my wife’s ass as she dry-humped the bed in the aftershocks of her orgasm. Kara stepped off the bed and I watched in stunned silence as she unbuckled the harness that held the dildo against her shaved mound. It landed on the floor with a heavy thud. She never took her eyes off me as she climbed back on the bed and lay back. Spreading her legs, she looked directly at me. “Becca. Satisfy me.” Kara smirked at me as if challenging me as she gave orders to my wife. I finally found some fortitude. “No. She doesn’t like that sort of thing.” It sounded weak. To my amazement, my beautiful little blonde wife crawled between the other woman’s spread legs and began to lap furiously. “Yes. She does,” Kara told me as she leaned her head back on my pillow and sighed. Becca worked between her legs licking and sucking. I watched stunned as my wife satisfied another woman. I had to beg and plead for her to give me oral sex and now she was willing doing as she was told and was eating another woman. Kara cradled Becca’s head in her hands and looked over at me. “Jerk yourself off,” she commanded. I sat watching them stunned. “Do it!” The rise in her voice made me jump and I fumbled to open my jeans. Taking out my already erect cock, I began stroking myself. “He does have a small cock. So wonderfully average. Just like you said,” Kara told Becca. She moaned as Becca worked between her legs. I blushed with my humiliation as the woman berated my average size erection. Despite this, my hand milked my shaft and the entire scene was exciting. Kara looked over at me jerking off. “Make yourself come,” she ordered me then looked down at Becca. “Two fingers inside me.” Becca thrust two fingers deep into Kara and began stroking her. “Yes. Just like that. Lick faster.” Becca and I did as Kara commanded. I watched as Kara cupped her large breasts in both hands and kneaded them together as Becca satisfied her. She looked over at me stroking my cock. My hand flew faster up and down my shaft. “Come,” she commanded again. With a groan, my semen erupted from me and oozed down over my hand as I jerked off. Kara moaned and closed her eyes as she clasped Becca’s head between her thighs like a vice and her orgasm rocked her body. Gasping, she bucked her hips against Becca’s working mouth. As she climaxed, Kara cried out then relaxed back onto the bed. Cradling Becca’s head in her hands, Kara opened her eyes and looked at me. They trailed down to my cum covered cock. Semen coated my knuckles and balls in a white trail of sticky goo. She looked back down at Becca. “Enough.” I watched my wife raise her head from between the other woman’s legs. Her lips and face were coated with Kara’s cum. In shock, I looked at her numbly as she licked the other woman’s juices from her lips with a smile. Kara smiled at me as I watched Becca. “Make yourself useful. Clean that dirty cum off your hands and bring us some towels.” To this day, I don’t know why I obeyed her commands, but I did. Becca tried to explain her attraction to Kara to me and the power the forceful woman had over her. In the end, I had to resign myself that my beautiful wife was submissive to another woman and I was their cuckold. Read more »

Highschool Femdom (MF)

Disclaimer: Due to privacy and security reasons, I am not disclosing my name or my crush’s name.

For my entire time in high school, I’ve always been looking at this girl who to me, was the perfect person. She was really smart, athletic, confident, and great in almost every way imaginable. She was a part-time tutor, in student council, founded the Physics, Psychology, Neurology, Microscopy, Forensics clubs and was on the board of the Politics, Finance, and the Debate clubs. On top of that, her softball and swimming teams always win, she ranks in the top 1% of students academically, and has already been admitted into the world-renown Oxford University in England. Always, she knew what to say, what was about to be said, and knew what to do in any given situation. I personally couldn’t imagine wanting anyone other than her, though she does feel way out of my league. She was the pinnacle of perfection and I couldn’t imagine looking up to anyone but her. She was my mentor, my senpai, my queen, my goddess, my everything. I feel eternally grateful for her mere existence, for she was everything I imagined the ideal person would be, even before I entered elementary. Read more »

Stephanie the security guard: part 2

The next weeks proved to be a strange mix of sexual frustration, tension, and longing. Stephanie knew that seeing Bryan again would be one of the more awkward situations she would ever have to endure, but she knew she had to. She could avoid the situation and him, but she didn’t want to do that. She was a big girl, and she could face up to her problems. Hadn’t she stood up for herself and proved everyone wrong during her military service? When everyone expected the “pretty blonde cheerleader” to fail, she excelled. No one dared to mock her after she not only achieved, but overachieved. She practically became one of the guys with her heart, guts, and determination. Surely something as petty as social awkwardness couldn’t get the best of her. So she stood tall and waited at attention as the flood of employees came in to make it in for their appointed shifts. She smiled and waved and made polite conversation, all the while keeping one wary eye out for the man who had unwittingly unleashed such chaos and desire in her mind. Once she saw him, she could reconcile what had happened and see him again as just another guy, even with the extracurricular activities they’d shared. Read more »