Category: eroticliterature

My face is on the floor. Ass up. You’re kneeling behind me, watching. You’ve made me edge again and again. Taking my hand away at the last moment. Making me slap my cunt until it’s red and swollen, then rub it again. I’m so sensitive. I’m crying, begging you to stop.

Please, no more. My clit hurts, please sir.

“Don’t you want my cock, slut? I’m going to fuck you, whore. You should be thankful. Beg for it.”

Please, it hurts, please, sir. Please fuck me with your cock, sir. I’m sorry, sir. You reach between my legs and pull on my puffy red lips.

“Does that hurt, slut?” God. Yes. It hurts. Please.

“Should I have mercy on you?” Oh god, yes. Mercy. Please. Sir.

Your voice cuts through, “Beg me to take your ass instead, whore.” Fuck. My ass. You’ve never fucked my ass. My tight little asshole still burns and fights the plug, how can I take your cock?

“I asked you a question,” your hand slaps my cunt, hard. “Sounds like you’d rather play with your cunt some more,” another slap. I scream. Read more »

She has always been a good girl and obeyed me. I’ve never once had to give her a proper punishment but today she acted up. Usually, she will happily do as I say and suck my cock, suck me dry but today she said “no.” The shock and anger I felt was like no other and the urge to deal punishment to her grew.

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I questioned her and asked again, this time raising my voice and saying “No? Open your slutty mouth and suck my cock now” She looked up at me and shook her head, I was confused but couldn’t resist anymore. I picked her up, place her over my knees, pulled down her underwear, lifted my hand up and dealt the first spank.

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She cried out from the start to the finish but never tried to get away. I had hit her at least 15 times before I felt she had learned her lesson. I put her on the bed and looked down at her face it was wet from her tears but a smirk was very visible “That fucking bitch, she enjoyed that way too much,” I said to myself.

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My Office

It’s a hot and humid Tuesday, and I’m stuck in my tenth-story office sweating, trying to work, knowing it’s gonna be a late one. I get no cover in this office. Behind me are floor to ceiling windows that look out over the city below, flooding the room with light, while in front of me it was some idiot’s great design to have clear glass. No privacy. At least I get to keep an eye on everyone.

It’s midday, hot. Everyone starts to go for lunch, walking past my office.

I’m not going anywhere. Too much work.

Usually I hate this part of the day, but for once I’m quite enjoying the view. As everyone shuffles past, I see you, smiling as you gossip with your colleagues. A tight long grey dress hugs your body, keeping everything contained,

barely.

Your hair cascades down to a set of black beads draped around your neck. A plunging neck line reveals a glimpse of your cleavage with your breasts testing the limits of the fabric. I notice the sway of your hips as you walk on black high heels. You’re someone who clearly knows how to walk in heels. Read more »

I constantly think about how your throat feels in my hands and how beautiful your eyes are as they roll back into your beautiful skull and your brain becomes so oxygen-deprived that you could give a fuck less about the stresses of life. I constantly think about your tears as they stream down your face from the pleasurable pain of overstimulation… I slowly lick them from your cheek… the sight of your tears turn me on more than you can imagine; the taste even more so. Words cannot describe the beauty of your trembling body as it lay helplessly drenched in every ounce of my love. I’ll forever crave the sweet Angelic sound of your screams as you beg for mercy…my god you’re so cute! The deep red marks I’ve left on you are a constant reminder of who you belong to. I feel your heart race from within as you tense up around me; your nails ripping through the outer layer of my back as if tearing me apart would free the beast within me.

We had been drinking in that bar

Reached my home after a long kiss in Uber.

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Inside my place, one hand just under your ear

Kissing your luscious lips, other hand caressing your rear.

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Holding my collars, pulled me and then both hands in the air

Breathless me took off your top and marvelled at most majestic pair.

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You pushed me back and jumped, legs around my waist

your hands in my hair; my lips on your nips, best of the taste.

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Tender bum weighing on my palms, we fell on the bed

Your perky twins pressed against me were now red.

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All fabric faded away and you gasped at the monster

You lifted your knees, widened you thighs and I bowed down at the altar.

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I feasted on the wet fiesta as if it was the last supper

Pulled my hair apart as you made sounds and mutter.

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I steered you around and you twerked the magnificent rear

With honoured sword glistening in saliva, I, on a mission to win the frontier. Read more »

Trees fly by as the sun beats down on you through the window. Sitting in the backseat of the car you relax and listen to the music. Your phone goes off and you read the notification. Your bank account has finally hit zero. With one big gulp you realize you have no way to pay for the ride.

  You can feel your heartbeat as you panic. Placing your hand on your chest you try to focus to calm down. You take a few deep breaths and relax. Once you’ve recentered you look up and via the rearview mirror the driver has his eye on you.

  The man’s eyes were not that of confusion or wonder, but instead they were the eyes of a man despite to see more. Unaware of being caught the man continues to change his glance from you to the traffic. Slowly you start to time your changes in position with his gaze. Each time his lustful eyes returned your top came further and further down. Read more »