Category: eroticliterature

HIMYM- part 2

Part 2

I laid on the bench, as she straddled my face. She bent over and started sloppily sucking on my cock, licking it, taking its length into her mouth. With her pussy right in my face, I couldn’t help but continue licking her; we pleasured each other with passion, as we continued furiously licking each other’s privates. I was feeling real naughty and horny at this point. I couldn’t help it; I spread her ass cheeks open and started to lick her tightly puckered, dark pink asshole. She in turn started sucking on my balls. I circled her hole with my tongue, teasing her, before trying to drive my tongue inside, her tight hole resisting with all its might.

“I can’t take it anymore. I need you to fill my pussy,” she ordered me.

My cock throbbed with anticipation. I stayed laying on the bench as she turned to straddle my cock. She eased it up against her lips, before slowly lowering herself onto it. Between my sloppily sucked cock and her wet pussy, she slid all the way down, balls deep, as her pussy stretched to accommodate my rock hard cock. She moaned as she slowly raised herself off, before slamming back down, my cock filling her once more. She started riding me faster and harder, bouncing on my cock, as I watched her boobs bounce wildly. I could hear how wet she was as her tight pussy gripped and slid up and down my shaft. She looked incredible doing it, and felt even better. Read more »

HIMYM- part 1

Part 1

After a long day of meetings and conferences, I was exhausted. I mixed myself a stiff drink and headed down to the spa.

The hotel I was in was pretty nice; the corporate account allowed for some splurging, so it wasn’t a motel, but wasn’t The Bellagio either.

I was glad to see the spa was well done, with large tile, bright lights, a massage room, cedar sauna, gym, pool and a large jacuzzi. There was a lady in the jacuzzi already, with the jets blasting and water bubbling and foaming away, otherwise it was empty. She had her eyes shut, like she was concentrating, and I felt bad for interrupting her, but I wanted to relax too.

“Excuse me, mind if I join?” I asked.

Somewhat startled, she looked me up and down, smiled, and said “of course.”

I sat at the other end of the jacuzzi, basking in its heat, the jets instantly working to relax me. I glanced over at my jacuzzi partner; we appeared similar in age, but she looked sexy and powerful, with her blonde hair up in a messy bun, but that’s all I could see with the jets blasting away. She still had her eyes shut, but had a grin on her face. I took a sip of my drink and closed my eyes too. Read more »

Diary Entry #386 [M/F]

*Stupid*. Stupid-stupid-**stupid**. *Why* did I do that? Fuck. I really fucked up this time. If you’re reading this, you’re an idiot. Why did you do that? *Why? Why-why-why?* FUCK. If you are reading this then it’s probably been like three years and you don’t even know this guy anymore because you’re so horribly embarrassed by what you just did that there’s no fucking way you could ever face him again. You probably already moved out and found a new apartment entirely.

Now you’re going to write it out to remind yourself in case you don’t remember why you don’t ever do shit like this. *You’re an idiot*. Don’t forget that. Ok, for the record, just in case this didn’t go as terribly as you thought it would, cool, maybe something rad happened for once and things worked out. But probably not. For now just write it to remind yourself…because realistically it’s going to be a long time before you even want to remember this. Read more »

Neighbor’s surprise

I met a guy, Derek, who lives close by in another condo.  We have started a friendship over the last year. Lots of flirting, but nothing ever came of it. I explained to him how my husband travels so much for work, and leaves me sometimes for months at a time. That seemed to peak his interest. He started flirting a little more. Throwing out innuendo. I always tease right back.

Move to a couple weeks ago.  Luke was on another two month job. I went out with a girlfriend for drinks, and had a few too many. She practically had to carry me into my place. I layed on my couch for quite a while.  But then I decided I was tired of being alone. I texted Derek.  “I’m lonely, drunk, and horny.”

He replied almost immediately.  “Need some company? 😉”

“I shouldn’t, I don’t want to do something to get in trouble. “I sent back

His response was,  “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.”

“Can I sit on your face? I need to cum.”

“Oh shit are you serious?”

“Yes I’m serious if you’ll let me. No sex,  just play stuff. ” Read more »

Her New Room, Part 7 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (F34/M41)

He was totally caught off guard, and had no idea what she was thinking. She led him across the room and positioned him in a seated position on the bed. He felt her hands on the inside of his thighs and then his cock in her mouth. The feeling was amazing, but it was followed by shooting pain. Just a the head met her lips, she gripped his balls and twisted. “No cumming. No cumming and no touching. Remember, it belongs to me.” The next thing he heard was what sounded like a heavy door slamming. He wasn’t sure because he was in total darkness, locked inside the thick black hood. She closed the cell door, not even bothering to lock it as she had no doubt he’d be staying put. Read more »

Her New Room, Part 6 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (F34/M41)

He felt the burn on his back. It felt like with each blow from the flogger, more blood pumped to his cock. It was standing straight up and showing how he truly felt about the current situation. She reached up and unzipped the hood again, she realized he could hear her more clearly when it was unzipped. She reached down with her leather-gloves hand and gripped his cock; she started at the tip, getting all of the precum he’d leaked and rubbed it all over it. She then reached that hand under her skirt and ran her hand over her dripping pussy, covering it in her juices. She took hold of his cock again with her gloved hand, rubbing it all over and stroking again. “You better not fucking cum,” she said in a very sexy, commanding tone, sucking in air and biting her lip as she did so. “If you cum, I double everything, even the one we just finished.” She shuffled her legs creating some friction between her thighs, her own words and his reaction to each of them were driving her wild. She reached up, zipped the hood and walked over to the other wall. She took down a riding crop, a leather paddle, a menacing looking single-tail whip and a cane. Honestly, she didn’t even know if she could use the last two, but they had came together many times watching Dommes brutalize subs with canes and whips, so the thought was always in her mind, and most likely his. As laid out the implements on the table, she took a minute to admire everything around her. She looked at the cell in the corner and thought about riding his cock on the metal-framed bed inside. She thought about how that was part of her original plan before she found out he had broken a major rule multiple times and now deserved to be punished for it. She picked up the crop and stroked it with her gloves hand before cutting it through the air making that swishing sound. She walked up behind him and dragged it over his fully exposed ass, still white and untouched since all of the lashes from the flogger met his back; she stopped for a moment to admire that work just one more time. She sized up her distance from him, and struck him with her crop. He instinctively squirmed, but then presented his ass again to her; she took that as a challenge. She brought back her arm and hit him with a force she felt was twice as hard – he did the same, first pulled away and then seemed to be asking for more, begging for more is how she took it. She pulled back and hit him with a series of blows at the same force – she honestly wasn’t even keeping track of how many times she had struck him, but each time she did, he presented his ass once again and she tried to hit it harder. Suddenly she stopped and approached him, she rubbed her body against his, reached up and unzipped the hood again. “I didn’t hear you counting,” she said with a big smile. “I was Goddess,” he responded. “Listen to my words slut, I didn’t say you weren’t, I said I DIDN’T HEAR YOU. NOW START AT ONE TO TEN!” She was pleased with herself, and how firmly she just did that, and it carried over into the force she used on her first strike. “One! Arghhhhhh!!” he cried out. She quickly stopped and approached him to make sure he was okay, even she thought that that blow might have been a bit too hard. She asked him if he was fine and he said yes, but his voice was broken. As she looked down, she noticed that his cock was telling an entirely different story – she had never seen his cock like this – it was standing straight out and throbbing. “Don’t lose count slut,” she tapped his cheek with her gloves hand and hit him nine more times with the crop, each as hard as she could. Read more »

Her New Room, Part 5 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (F34/M41)

She led him into the house and down the steps to the basement. On the steps, she stayed close, with a hand near his crotch to make sure he didn’t fall. He faintly heard a door open, and the scent of her candle let him know he was in their shared office. The fact she had been burning a leather-scented candle let him know exactly where her mind had been all day. Finally they stopped. She tugged downward on the waistband of his sweats, pulling them over his feet, she did the same with the hoodie, pulling it over his head. Next he felt her near him and then felt her hold his balls in her hand. She cupped them with one hand as she unlocked and removed the device – she knew she had to move quickly to be able to get off the ring behind his balls before he achieved a hard on so large neither of them had ever seen before and she did. As she did, she took his swelling cock in her mouth; she loved the taste of cock, especially his cock. She pulled it out of her mouth and stood up, dragging her tongue along the tip and getting a few drops of precum. There he stood, fully exposed. She thought about her next moves and her pussy dripped under her skirt. She wrapped the chain leash still attached to his balls around her hand and gave the plug in his ass a very firm tap. She tugged in the direction of an area she set up to be strictly for punishment, ironically, most of her punishment experience was theoretical as she had only struck him with smaller ‘toys’ and never anything like the tools hanging on her wall in front of her although in the past few days she had gotten herself off several times holding each of them and imagining what it would be like to use them. She locked his his wrists and ankles in place, facing the wall, she then clipped a d-ring on the neck of the hood to the wall to limit him turning his head. She snapped off the blindfold from the hood and unzipped the mouth, this was the first time he was “seeing” their knew space although he could only see about six inches on either side. “Remember I used to always tell you I was going to get you blinders? Well, this is my solution,” you could definitely pick up on a happiness in her voice. “I’m still deciding when you’ll see the rest.” She checked each of the points where he was connected to make sure he couldn’t move, she walked away, took something from the wall and returned with it in her hands. It was a flogger, black leather and looking brand new. She stood where he could see as she rubbed her hands over it and inhaled it’s scent deeply. “You forgot one of my instructions when you prepared yourself. I was very specific and you skipped over one, that is careless lover,” she spoke with a playful tone in her voice. “Did you think it wasn’t important?” She phrased it as a question, but wasn’t looking for an answer as she quickly put her finger over his mouth as he tried to apologize. “If the plug was optional, would it have been in a bag that I clearly told you would end up empty?” Her voice changed a little as the second question ended. She hung the flogger on a hook next to him and put on a pair of black leather driving gloves. She knew what the thought of her in gloves did to him and her putting them on was done very purposefully, coming within millimeters of his hood-covered face as she pulled each over the opposite wrist. She picked up the flogger and gripped it once and then again, wrapping her right hand firmly around the handle. She felt a power come over her like she never felt before, something different. Holding this punishment tool, knowing it would soon serve its purpose had given her a feeling she’d never specifically felt before. As she stepped back out of his sight, she switched the flogger to her left hand hand rubbed her pussy with her right. The sensation of the glove on her clit drove her insane, she wanted to unclip him and have him eat her pussy until she came right there, but she knew that would come in time; truly, her plan for tomorrow basically called for her having his mouth on her cunt 24/7 so she could wait a little longer. Read more »

Her New Room, Part 4 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (F34/M41)

It was 2:55pm, he made his way back to his office after the second meeting of the afternoon. He opened his email and started to hit refresh. He honestly could not remember a time when he anticipated something more, it was finally, what he thought, would be a chance to be a complete slave to the Woman who embodied everything he had ever desired. She matched him in every single way, and was the only person in the world who truly understood and accepted him for who he was. Three o’clock came and went, and there was no message, and then, his phone dinged. It was a photo of her hand, completely dripping from touching her pussy all over her black leather skirt. He felt his cock swell against its steel prison. The pain caused would have normally brought him to his knees, but his adrenaline had kicked in, and the message was in his inbox. He started to read. “Slut, I know you’ve anticipated getting this message all day long, and you have been able to think of little else…” As he skimmed the rest of the message, he noticed the part about it being deleted at 3:05 and noticed it was 3:04. He read it through again and again to try and retain as many important points as possible until finally the message disappeared. Without hesitation, he went to the restroom and started on the first task. As he took off his pants and underwear, he noticed exactly what her and their new arrangement was doing to his cock. Read more »

Her New Room, Part 3 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (F34/M41)

She could have done anything in that room they built. The last time he saw it, it was a very empty, very quiet space. He loved her and trusted her so much, he never even asked a question. Thirty days ago, She made this her passion project and asked him to please not look at the bank account during the next month because she wanted everything to be a surprise. He followed her orders as he always did with the one exception being when the bank called to verify a $4,000 charge by a company who touted themselves online as “the worlds foremost company in building inescapable prison cells.” That day, he gave the bank the thumbs up before going into the bathroom to make himself cum at the thought of what exactly she was working on down there. Now his mind flashed to the fact that he would have to tell her that he came that day at some point, and probably be punished severely- he never came without her permission, and if he did, he was supposed to immediately tell her about it and exactly what he thought about while he did. At least now that wouldn’t be an issue, he was reminded of it as he felt his cock attempt to swell again before being met with a lot of resistance. The clock seemed to stand still. Two meetings and a lunch now down, he headed into a 1pm board meeting with so much on his mind. He knew it was scheduled until 3pm and that’s when She said to expect a message. He cleared his mind and walked into a meeting, but as he slipped his phone into his pocket, he felt the cold steel and his mind drifted once again. Read more »

Her New Room, Part 2 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (F34/M41)

Earlier that morning, she had spent time perfectly crafting the instructions. While they sat and sipped their coffee, she was perfectly distracted. He noticed a few times, she glanced at him while biting hard on her lip. They were completely alone at the house, and even though he knew it would make him late for work, he knew exactly what it meant when she bit her lip that way. As she stood up to pour another cup of coffee, he came up behind her and in one motion, slid both his hands inside her cozy pajama pants, past her ass, over her hips and his fingertips arrived at her swollen clit. For a second, she was caught off guard and caught up in the moment, ready to start her day by cumming with her lover. She then got a “better” idea. She turned around, kissed him and immediately went down to her knees. She pulled out his throbbing cock and took it in her mouth. She took it in all the way, even making herself gag on his dripping cock. She took it out, spit on it and started sucking again. As much as it was for effect, the taste of his wet cock in her mouth turned her on like nothing else. She sucked until she felt his leg buckle. She then pulled it out and said “you better not cum without fucking asking me slut.” He instantly responded, “May I cum Goddess. May I cum for you??” She took his cock out of her mouth and wrapped her hand around his balls and squeezed. “No,” she simply said. She continued to squeeze his balls. Pulling him through the kitchen, she led him past the dishwashers to the refrigerator. With her other hand, she grabbed a cup and filled it with ice. She shoved his cock and balls in it and pushed it against him, “hold this.” He held onto the cup against him, feeling his cock shrink and his balls pull back with each second they were in the cup of ice. As she ran up the stairs to her bedroom, so many thoughts filled her head. She grabbed the Amazon box from her closet. The plan was to lock his cock up on Sunday night, after a weekend of play, but somehow, locking him up after the bold display in the kitchen seemed like a better plan. She opened up the package, took out the steel prison and popped off the lock it came with. She reached in her nightstand and took out another lock. She turned the key to open it and then slid the key onto a chain around her neck and put it back on. She walked down the steps and into the kitchen. Without saying a word, she slapped the cup of ice out of his hands and onto the floor – she loved the show. She firmly grabbed his ice cold balls and put the steel ring in place – they had talked about chastity, even played with some devices and cock rings, but never the real thing. The unforgiving steel ring behind his balls felt very real, and as she slid the corresponding piece over his shaft, it felt even more real; then the click. The sound made his heart skip a beat. I’m his head, he quickly went over his day, what if he had to pass through a metal detector- then he remembered he might have to today. “Wait Goddess, I have an appointment where I might not be able to wear this today. I will need to go through a metal detector.” She looked at him right in the eyes and smiled “please turn on your audio recorder, record that and send it to me when you’re done. I can’t wait to hear how you explain it.” And with that she turned and walked away. Before leaving the kitchen she turned and said, “have a great day lover, and I have a big weekend planned, look out for an email around 3pm and make sure you follow the directions perfectly – it is very important to me.” She walked away before yelling down the hallway, “and clean up the mess from that ice before you leave too.” Read more »