Liebe Kitty

Afternoon at the large conference table, dipping silent words in our Chinese teas and savoring the calm of the lab, soothed by a faint typing sound on a distant keyboard. A mere hour ago I was teasing her in front of an oblivious crowd at the tea party, reminding her about the large puddle she’d left on the very same table after I fucked her on it the night before at midnight. I gave her a quizzical look and inquired:

<<Don’t you think this table still looks kinda wet?>>

Someone heard and diligently inspected it, much to her embarrassment. Delighted, I welcomed the realization that a big part of my enjoyment in possessing her in our lab was not in the risk of being caught, but rather in the anticipation of seeing her blush in front of our unaware colleagues the next day.

Mystery Brunette (M/F)

His dick sprung to life the moment he saw her fingering herself in front of her mirror. Gabe was just taking out the trash when through the new neighbor’s window, he saw a beautiful girl with creamy skin and silky brown curls naked in a teenage girl’s room of blues and white. Her window blinds were down but open at eye level. He could do nothing but drink in the sight of her. Her left hand was busy exploring the small mounds of her breasts and the right was engaged below, stroking and encouraging a smooth hairless slit to leak moisture that Gabe thought he could see in the mirror she faced. He wasn’t sure who she was, but this wasn’t the first time he had seen her inappropriately. The neighbors moved in weeks ago, but this was by far the most erotic. Gabe’s dick was already leaking precum in amounts of the first order. He was a few steps from the side door that let into his kitchen and he took them inside quickly. Her slender body and soft pink nipples made him sweat. It almost felt like he had avoided Medusa’s gaze by only seeing her reflection in the mirror. Thinking quickly, Gabe moved to turn out the kitchen lights and returned to the window in the side door. It was dark enough that he couldn’t be seen inside the shadows. The unknown girl had skin so flawless it couldn’t be legal for him to touch her body even if she knew he wanted to. She was maybe approaching her eighteenth year but no more than that. It wasn’t even a few seconds before Gabe found himself in hand without considering much else. The show was meant for him. The petite brunette had even brushed against him once before, passing the ass to pelvic contact as accidental. She had lingered so long that he twitched inadvertently against her slender backside before she laughingly excused herself. The aching for something to come of this teasing brought him to the point that he was stroking himself in the dark, watching carefully with gratitude at the nearness of the houses and the excellent lighting in the lusty teen’s room. She appeared to be trembling, her mouth open on a face that he knew was particularly fine. Her family didn’t seem classy but her looks were classic. She had porcelain skin, now flushed to a becoming shade of pink. Her lips were full and rosy and her cheekbones high with brown deep-set eyes accentuated by thick lashes. He watched now as she brought her right hand up to her face for a slow languorous lick before dropping it below again. Gabe’s pumping became fervent then and he worked the shaft with thoughts of her small hands performing the duty. He imagined how it might take both of those elegant fingers to really grip his girth and how she might drop a lick from time to time on the tip. Gabe’s balls felt tightly clench like they were begging to the word to go. The nameless brunette seemed eager for release herself, her left hand traveling anxiously from her breasts to her hips to her neck in an effort to simulate the hands of a lover. She broke her contact with her right hand but produced something from a place he couldn’t see. His confusion slowed down his climax, leaving Gabe straining his eyes to see what she was holding. It looked pink when she held it still for a second and suddenly he placed the phallic shaped. A vibrator. This was incredible. Here he was in his own home with nobody to see him cum with this forbidden wonder. And she slipped it inside of herself so easily. The change in her expression was visible even from the distance, her eyes closed, mouth breathlessly open. Gabe felt himself hanging on for the moment that looked to be soon coming. He imagined himself with his hands on her body, his thick fingers making her fine bones look delicate and small. She would be sweet to hold, so small and soft. With that train of thought, Gabe felt himself verge on his climax, but he stayed himself by focusing on her face and not the flush spreading across her heaving breasts. Even with his focus, she drew his gaze down again by making gentle thrusts into the vibrator that made him think of her riding his dick. In that moment, he felt himself start coming, the regular pumps of his shaft becoming sporadic thrusts into his hand. The girl looked to have found her moment as well as she crumpled forward in a weak-kneed moment. Her breasts bobbled appealingly in the mirror before she regained her footing and withdrew the pink wand. Gabe stood there mesmerized with his spunk the kitchen floor and his hand a little. It was the most glorious session of self-touching he had ever experienced. She disappeared from the room and Gabe cleaned up the mess he had made before retreating to sleep. It was the next morning that he knew the true damage of the night before. He was looking everywhere for her, leaning against his kitchen counter and snooping like a super creep. The hope was planted that she wanted him as much as he wanted her, and it was driving him out of his mind. But as much as she had driven him to lusting for her, Gabe couldn’t have planned what happened next.

BDSM, M pov

You admire me while on my knees, looking up at you with green eyes and glowing cheeks. I can feel your eyes burning into me, working their way over my shoulders… chest… eventually locking on my pink nipples, clamped and erect. You reach out and your fingers run through my hair, a halo of wild energy. My eyes close and calm washes over me. I push my head against your hand and let out a sighing groan. I know you’re smiling as you turn away.

I open my eyes when I hear a quiet, yet unmistakable buzzing. You tell me to lean forward and raise my ass to be displayed for you.

Yes, Master.

I feel fingers brush against my wet sex, and then the bullet sparking against my clit. I groan and push back, but your hand grabs my ass and keeps me still. I’m shushed by you, and I relax as the vibrations gently rock me back and forth.

Finally, finally… I feel it. You’re pushing into me, slowly at first, barely slipping your finger past the entrance of my wet slit, toying with the desperate slickness until I’m panting with anticipation.

Nevada

Ahhh.. seeing you walk in the room makes me quiver inside. Like I can feel my insides wiggling out of me, dying to get close to you. I love the way you look me in the eyes when you speak to me. Seeing your face turned towards me is dazzling. The words you say to me in your caramel voice spill out over me, thickly. I wish I had the guts to get closer to you.

I want to see your café-au-lait face, golden-glowing, between my legs, pressed against me, licking me, your soft lips pressed on my wet warmness, open and pulsing to your probing tongue. I want to see you tall, thin and strong, your powerful feminine form bent over me, commanding me. I want to feel your hands on my breasts and mine on yours. I want you to hold me.

[(lover)](https://imgur.com/a/Pl6KhHw)

The Capture of Valerie, Post Apocaylptic Story (slavery)(rape)(nonconsent)(NSFW)

(Part2 can be read at www.amaazingpages.wordpress.com)

It took a while for her eyes to adjust to the light in her new surroundings, but the first thing that Valerie had noticed upon waking was the smell of the damp that seeped all around this place and the sound of heavy rainfall hitting the lone small window that was just above her head.

From her surroundings Valerie guessed she was in a basement, above her through the wall she could hear what seemed to be excited laughter and conversation taking place, though she could not make out what was being said. Valerie did know however that she was tied up tight to a rusty pipe and lying on a strange, silk covered mattress on the floor, she also noticed that she was completely naked.

Her breath started to quicken as panic set in, the room was humid from the hot weather, and she was coated with sweat that was running all over her body.

‘Think Val…what happened!’ she thought to herself.

Taking requests if you have something you want to see written!

Hey! I’m a new erotica writer, just started off by posting a couple of paranormal erotica shorts on Literotica and Tumblr and I plan to write more until I’m confident enough to take commissions sometime in the future. But I’m not exactly sure what to write further (not boxing myself into a single genre/niche for now) so if anyone’s got any ideas, requests, etc, I’d greatly appreciate it!

This is all free of course, just expanding my “portfolio” so to speak. Leave me a comment/PM if you’d like me to write something! I will be posting the end result here and to my blog/Literotica as well. Will write basically anything except bestiality/watersports/scat, nothing *too* taboo basically.

If this gets more attention than I expect, I most likely won’t be able to do every request; apologies for that.

Camping Trip [MF]

“Hey, hand me a marshmallow please,” he asked, topping the graham cracker with a chocolate square.

I put my hand in the bag and pulled out a sticky, white, fluffy marshmallow. I stuck it to the end of his poker and watched as he held it above the roaring fire. It was a beautiful night. The stars and moon were bright against the dark cloudless sky. We sat side-by-side looking up at the stars and listening to the fire crackle.

Camping was a favorite activity of mine, even before he asked me to go on the trip with him. When the words spilled from his full lips, asking if I wanted to tag-a-long, I got excited.

I started making my own s’mores, but watched his movements out of the corner of my eye. Everytime he flexed his arms to tend the fire, leaned over to grab a beer from the cooler; I wanted to grab him and kiss him.

On our hike earlier that morning, he stayed next to me the entire time. I didn’t admit it to myself then, but I got little tingles from him standing so close. I smelled the fresh scent of his soap with a tiny hint of his own natural woodsy scent underneath. I shouldn’t have gotten turned on by that, but I did. Even though I knew I slowed him down, he never lost patience.

Watching My Daughter [Mf, masturbation]

This story is completely fictional.

Dads are supposed to be protective of their daughters. The stereotype is you wait in the living room when she has her first date and scare the holy hell out of the boy, insuring she’ll be safe and “virtuous” when she comes home. You set curfews and ask people out in the community to keep an eye out for the couple and make sure everything’s safe for your daughter. My own experience has been somewhat different. Oh, I want my daughter safe, and I’d do anything to protect her. But keeping her “virtuous” – that’s a very different matter.

Before you get the wrong idea you should know, I’m not a molester. I’ve never touched my daughter inappropriately or asked her to touch me. I’ve never talked dirty to her or made a pass or made her feel uncomfortable in any way. No one has a more protected, peaceful life than my daughter. And it shows in who she’s become. She’s a straight-A student, president of the student council, and a cheerleader. For her sixteenth birthday last month, we gave her a car. Nothing extravagant, but nice enough. All in all, she has nothing to complain about in her life.

Intertwined. A scene of love and possession. [MF] [BDSM]

Their laughter trailed off a bit, and she looked down at the remnants of her salad. When she looked up again, his aqua eyes were staring at her intently.

“This was nice,” she managed to utter, hoping her voice didn’t shake as much as she thought it did.

“Yes, nice.” He smiled, and she detected a vibe of him humoring her, as if her nervousness were written on her face.
She couldn’t look at him anymore, so she quickly picked up the dishes and took them to the sink. She knew she somehow had to say what she had come to say, and it wouldn’t be easy with those eyes peering into her.
She opened her mouth, waiting for the words to magically form on her tongue, when he interrupted her.
“Leah.”
She jumped. His voice was closer than she thought it would be. He must have crossed the small distance from the table to the sink while she was absorbed in her own thoughts.

“I didn’t bring you here to do the dishes,” he said, a bit bemused.

“I know, I just… I needed to do something I guess,” she replied, busying her hands with the sponge.

Suggestions for good erotic stories/literature

Hey guys. I’m looking for good erotic stories (such as on literotica or other sites) under the headings of incest.

Any suggestions would be appreciated, and feel free to link your favorite ones.

My personal favorite is [Big Tits, Tight Fit by TheTalkMan](https://www.literotica.com/s/big-tits-tight-fit). (A mother can’t decide what to wear to a party so her son decides to help out. He keeps encouraging her to reveal more and more with every dress she changes and it ends up leading to some really hot sex.)

Would really really appreciate if anyone has suggestions similar to this one – basically a hung son/big titted mom with a raw/vulgar style of writing and description. The mom being a cumslut would be a cherry on top.

Any other suggestions or favorites would also be appreciated though.

My other go to’s would include:

1. [You Couldn’t Handle Me](https://www.literotica.com/s/you-couldnt-handle-me-ch-01) (Also by TheTalkMan. A series, though, instead of a standalone story, about a son’s bold attempts to bed his teasing mom.)
2. Pretty much anything by [rmdexter](https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=1031845&page=submissions).

Thanks!