Category: eroticliterature

I Eat You Out In The Shower

Disclaimer: I wrote this for someone specific, was going to g for something short… Figured I may as well share the fruits of my labor. I’ve not done this before, nor do I write much, so I would LOVE feedback. Yes I know the title sucks.

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The brisk cool air from the bathroom tickles your lower back as you drown the day away, face well under the refreshingly hot water, doled out in streams, each taking it’s own path down your body, rinsing the day away, like soil on a shovel under a hose, after a long day in the garden

The day dances through your mind, flashes of actions, and alternative realities dance through your mind, like showers of sparks at dusk,streaming through the air, colliding in chaos, simple and frantic. Voices from the past, favorite tunes, that podcast from earlier, all blast across the silent expanse of the white noise of the shower. You could hear a pin drop if you tried, but you will is to dream.

The floor creaks. Before you ask yourself it you heard that or not, your dreamer brain reminds you of something that the squeak was reminiscent of, May it was the car door earlier, should you have that looked at? you follow the rabbit trail, never aknowledging the noise. Read more »

Silhouette

WARNING! erotic, yet spiritual/holy

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Lunch Break [Mdom][Fsub][Control][Exhibitionism]

She notices him looking at her, from across the lobby, as she was about to start her lunch. He was staring straight at her, as if undressing her, with his eyes. She feels naked in front of him, in this moment, and she is revelling in it, while people milled around her. She began fantasizing about all the things she would do if given the chance, with him, despite the throngs of people. In fact, she has often wondered, where her depravity would lead her if her simple gave in to her deepest desires. While others continue to sit and consume their lunch, she imagines him bending her over her chair, in front of them, and sliding his hand up her back. “Dare I?” she wonders to herself. As she sits there, wanting him more with every passing moment.

 

She takes a deep, slow breath as she walks slowly toward the ladies’ room. His eye contact, remains strong and unbroken. She her head, towards him slightly. Grinning, she ponders, how nice it would be to have her imaginary spontaneous interlude become reality, but she knows it can only be a fantasy.

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A Visit to [M]y [F]riend’s New Apartment

*[This is my first attempt at writing erotic literature, so feedback is greatly appreciated!]*

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**A Visit to My Friend’s New Apartment**

Penny had been in a long-term long-distance relationship since shortly before we had met. And yet, we had never stopped us from flirting. Sometimes our flirting was done knowingly, as a joke between two close friends. We would hit-up college parties together and pretend to be a couple, making up absurd identities for each other to play. I would pretend to be an international student from Germany, for example, who studied architecture who also had a furniture fetish. She would play a local stripper who was only stripping as a way to raise money for veterinary school. It was quite fun.

But sometimes our flirting felt dangerous. There were at least two (three?) times we started the night sober-cuddling in a fairly platonic way and eventually ended up drunk-cuddling in a way that felt, well, less platonic. And once, after doing edibles with a group of friends, our warm embrace slowly turned into us stroking each other’s arms which led to me tickling her back and her caressing my neck. Our foreheads were touching and our eyes were locked and I’m pretty sure if there weren’t four other people there one of us would’ve leaned in for a kiss. Read more »

Niece, part4[a phone call]

I’m in way over my head now, and I know it.

I’m starting to panic and wonder what this all means now.

She’s a good kid, right? I mean, she’s not a psycho, she’s just playing to see what she can get away with.

She’ll calm down and realize that every man does this right? I mean not with their neices, but, I mean she has a brother. I know my sister caught me in the bathoom once or twice.

That’s normal, right? I pay for her college already, could she really expect me to have much more money that she can take my wallet when ever she wants?

Most of these thoughts don’t solidify in my mind, but they are racing through it quite often, and quickly.

I try to focus on other things, but now even my laptop brings the thoughts back to mind.

I wonder when I’ll see her next, and what I should prepare. Should I have more money or less? What will she ask for?

My phone ringing makes me jump, but at least will distract me from this for a few minutes.

It’s her. Read more »

The start of something, part2[sister in law, sfw(so far)]

The weekend passed and I did not hear from nor see her, which sent me through the typical emotional spiral of fear and anger but finally settling on acceptance.

Was she mad at me? Did I mis-understand what had happened? Read too much into what she was projecting? Difficult to say without talking to her. Should I call?

No. If she wanted to move what ever was happening forward, it would have to be at her pace.

Monday came, and though I promised to let it go as a passing fancy, I could not stop thinking about her, her toes, and what this might all mean.

Now to clarify, I have no particular affinity for feet themselves. While clean, dainty and well kept feet are a delight, I have no interest in anything less than, well, the feet of a Princess.

And that she has in spades.

I do, however, appreciate the status of serving at the feet of a Princess, and the role of both parties.

As you can see, my acceptance is but fleeting.

But I bargain with myself that I can continue to fantasies about this, but if I don’t hear from her by the end of tomorrow, it will end there. Read more »

Need Help!

I was wondering if there is a story or stories that has a female character whether main or secondary character using leaves as clothes but is still susceptible to nudity. Yes, I know this sounds like Eve from the Genesis but I was wondering if there is stories out there within the internet pertaining to my strange fetish of women having their nakedness being covered with leaves.

Niece, part3[domination]

Later on that day:

“Hey uncle”, she bounces into the room in a much better mood.

“Sup girrrrrrl?”

And she plots into my lap as she usually does. A 22 year old child.

She leans into me as we watch TV for a while.

She wiggles and squirms but nothing unusual, but then settles on top of me in a dangerous way.

Resting her head near my shoulder she whispers:

“I’ve decided not to tell anyone”.

“Thanks”

“But”

Oh no!

“But now I know something you don’t want others to know. Do you know what that means? Do you?”

“Please. Please don’t do this.”

“To late. And I can feel you trying to resist me. It wont work.

Do you feel that?” As she pressing down into me.

“Yes, and please stop now.”

“No thanks. I want to make sure you understand me.”

“I do, i do, just please stop. I can’t. You’re on me just right.”

“Let me just see…if i wiggle my butt a little…can i feel just how right it is? Read more »

Niece, part2[the aftermath]

I see her again at a family gathering and she slides up to me in the corner.

Her attitude is quite different now, bolder I think.

“Hey uncle mark…it was nice to catch you the other day. Catch up with you I mean.

I hope i didn’t interupt and ruin your fun?”

“I was just working”.

“Yeah right. I saw you “working”. She’s here you know. Becky. She’s here today.

Are you going to stare at her in person like you did her pictures?”

“…”

“Yeah. I saw everything dirty old perv.”

Ok, her tone was not bolder it was mad.

“We can’t talk about this here”, i plead.

“Why not? Don’t you think she should know her pervy uncle was … doing that to her pictures?!”

“Please, not here. Let’s go to the TV room and I can explain”

She tromps off to the game room in the basement and I follow without chasing.

“Look dear, I was just working on my computer and was tired. I had to see if my laptop would show pictures and videos and junk so I just switched over to those and, things got out of control, that’s all. Nothing serious happened.” Read more »

Niece, part1[uncle/niece, the start]

I was caught.

It was my own fault of course, but not for reasons you might think.

I had picked up a new laptop and was rebuilding it while sitting in my recliner in the living room, watching whatever football game was on.

Doing legitimate work, it didn’t really occur to me to consider that by sitting in this chair, anyone on my porch could easily look in the window and see what was on my screen.

And as is typical, while updates were applying and things were doing there things for the install, I had ended up on FB just checking out family business.

Which includes links to my wife’s niece, who is getting ready for a 2nd marriage at the age of 24.

The marriage itself isn’t important in this story, but it does explain why there are so many pictures of her being posted recently.

In fact, this story has nothing to do with her at all.

However, there were lots of pictures, lots of waiting, and lots of free time.

I inevitably started saving some of the better ones. Read more »