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[MF] [F-solo] [exhib] [voy] The Unfinished Story

*I was talking to a nice lady here on Reddit, who inspired quite a few good fantasies. Alas, it turned out that we had different expectations for our connection, and it made more sense to part ways. I had started this story for her, but – as we disconnected from each other – I finished it on my own, and decided to title it as a memory of our broken link.*

She was always there. Without fail. Every night, she’d take the last bus out of town, and ride it till the last stop, in the rural middle of nowhere. She’d get off the bus in the dark, say goodnight to the driver, and walk half a mile to her little home in the woods.

She hated city life, and craved the freedom of nature. But jobs are where people are, and so every morning she commuted into town, and every night she commuted back to her little safe haven. Read more »

Under My Desk [MF] [Domination] [Oral] [Deepthroat] [Facefuck] [Swallow]

What is it about the forbidden that makes it so desirable? I wanted you. For months I wanted you. But you worked for me. I was your boss. It was forbidden. And yet, the desire was insatiable. It started with flirtatious messages. You would blush and look away every time our eyes met. When you sent me the first nude image I was immediately engulfed by a fiery passion to have you. I memorized every curve of your body in that picture. Your nipples so pink. So deliciously enticing. Your body displayed as a sculptured fantasy. An inspiration for artists. A fantasy for those who seek pleasure and beauty. I wanted you. But would I ever have you?

Our conversation grew. My desire intensified. I had to have you. To have control over you in a way I’d always wanted and imagined.

You were wearing a black and white blouse with form-fitting black pants. Your ass always looked amazing in those pants. All day, I was aroused by your beauty. Then the opportunity came. The office closed. Everyone left. Except for you and I. Read more »

The Grand Wank

This is a poem I wrote a while ago in iambic pentameter. Ive finally worked up the nerve to share it. Hope you enjoy :)

Sally how my buttons strain to pop
My erection throbbing to be free
Feeling at the cloth around my cock
Tentatively hoping for some breeze

Desperately fumbling to reveal
Tense demanding touching at my tip
Hand to finally close a blessed feel
Sweet sensation biting at my lip

I’ve no clothing now but exposed skin
Furiously pumping at my shaft
Given over all I am to sin
Pleasure is my treasure and my craft

Shaking now my hormones guide my way
Moans escaping groans around my fist
Sweet ejaculation comes to play
All succeeding seconds lost to bliss

Cannonlike I grumble. Firelike I mumble
Constant spurting joy within my hand
Powerless I stumble, vulnerable i fumble
Grip is slipping slick and feeling grand

Exhausted now I lay upon the bed
Cock diminished swelling back to small
Happy ringing ears and reeling head
Blissful slumber and no thoughts at all

At least till next time

Fear [Poetry] [I think it is poetry] [Ramble Write] [Can’t Record Right Now So I’ll Just Write]

Fear

What happens when you don’t need me anymore?

When my thoughts no longer interest you

When my words start to bore you

When my dreams become blabber to you

When my ideas seem useless to you

When my desires end up irritating you

What happens when you don’t want me anymore?

When my lips are no longer sweet enough for you

When my skin is no longer smooth enough for you

When my heavy breasts are no longer enough for your hands

When the taste of my wetness no longer satisfies your tongue

When my cunt is no longer tight enough for you

When my moans become painful for you to hear

When my orgasms are no longer a joy for you to feel

What happens then?

Binary [Poetic Prose] [Ramble Write] [My First Erotic Lit Post]

Binary

Lately I keep thinking of “binaries”.

Yin and yang.

Hot and cold.

Hard and soft.

Wet and dry.

Rough and smooth.

Hate and adore.

He lovingly brushed away the strand of hair that fell to my face as he violently fucked my throat.

His mouth spewed curses as his arms lovingly enveloped me whilst we cum together intensely.

Used and adored.

Loved and lusted for.

Demeaned and desired.

Erect and open.

I want my coldness to be smothered in your heat.

I want my empty soul to be enveloped in your flesh.

The Night I Sucked Cock

I had met Laura about four weeks ago and we had a few dates so far, going to a movie one night, dinner another, Netflix and pizza at home a couple of times. I found myself really liking her and enjoying her company. Intelligent and funny, she was about 5’6″ with a slim, petite figure. Her breasts were small, but I’ve always liked that and found them a huge turn on. Her hair is best described as brunette which I found particularly attractive, it matched her blue eyes perfectly.

We were on our fifth or sixth date, having a few drinks at the bar in the local pub, talking about this and that when Laura suddenly changed the subject to sex, and asked me in a very dramatic fashion,

“So, Michael, have you ever had sex with a man?”, she asked bluntly.

I was so surprised by the question I just stammered out that I had not.

“Have you ever thought about it? Are you interested?”, she continued.

Trying to find a book about alpha male

I read an erotic novel long time back..and I don’t recall the name of the book. The premise of the book was that there is a woman who owns a bunch of cabins up the mountains. She has this one alpha male who keeps coming back to one of the cabins and they have passionate rendezvous over the course of years. Finally they fall in love.

Any guesses about which book this may be?

The Work Conference, Part II [M/F, M-POV]

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ayudt8/the_work_conference_mf_mpov/)

Her hand sends shivers through my body as it moves across my bare skin. I unintentionally strain against my pants and she lets out a small laugh, looking back up at me and saying “a little eager now, are we?”

“Oh shut up! It’s your fault I’m all worked up!” I run my fingers through her hair and plant a kiss on her forehead, but my body is aching for her touch. I get my wish, but it comes in the form of the dulled sensation of her fingertips barely grazing down the front of my pants over the zipper. Still, it’s enough to make my cock twitch and for her to mock me again.

“You *have* to know why that one happened,” I remark, gesturing toward her hand on me.

She smirks. “Oh, I do, I just like to make fun.” She squeezes gently, causing me to let out a low sigh and shift my hips. Her smirk drops and she starts to move more aggressively. Her fingers squeeze up and down my length over my jeans, exploring and pausing every time my erection jumps. The whole time I’m letting out soft moans, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of her work. Read more »

Revenge of the Living Pussy

After seeing how Arianna had brought Stephanie’s pussy to life, Celeste, her evil counterpart, had some dark thoughts, enter her little fairy mind…

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Lizzie was stuck at home after work watching cheesy science fiction flicks. She had dated quite a few guys in the past but she never kept a boy for long. It’s not that she wasn’t attractive. She had a sexy and petite little body with size C breasts. She usually wore her black hair in a straight, pixie cut style and had a to die for cute face that was dying to be kissed. The issue was that she was sexy and she knew it, and she used her looks to get what she wanted. Read more »