Category: eroticliterature

Alice’s Closet [MFf, inc, mast, voy]

“Hey listen,” Alice said to her friend over the phone while she stood in front of her open closet nude. “I’m going to get dressed really quick and steal some money from my parents room before they get back from their ‘date night’ and I’ll call you after I’ve snuck out so you can pick me up… Mhmm… Yeah… Okay bye.”

Alice tossed her phone behind herself, it bouncing on the bed before resting still. She ran her fingers through her long, black hair with red dyed tips, staring at her clothes. It was going to be her first college party that her friend helped get her invited to. Alice had one objective tonight, to get fucked. There were bound to be a lot of cute, older boys eager to have their way with a legal highschool tart. Read more »

Looking for stories that are arousing but not explicit?

I hope I’m asking in the right place, if not I apologize.

My gf and I like to read stories to each other, she loves descriptions of tense sexual situations but outright descriptions of dicks, tits, etc or actual sex acts turn her off. She likes the tension of people wanting sex, or the possibility of sex, to get herself aroused but likes leaving the rest to the imagination.

For example, a tutor and his student are sitting together going over some notes… he might lean in close, smell her perfume, brush her chest with his hand, touch her stomach, look in her eyes, have some tense suggestive dialogue with her, they both agonize how much they want each other but in the end he says he can’t do this and leaves even though she really wants him to continue.

Are there any stories like this? Is there like a tag that I can search for, or maybe a place where I can find these types of “softcore” or “tension only” stories? I’m trying to find new stories for her but everything I seem to find seems too explicit for her.

Thank you to anyone who has any suggestions.

sweet delicious agony

spread my legs; kneel

place your hands on my thighs

and bring your face closer

so that your breath tickles my fancies

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anticipation has me dripping wet

the way you’re looking at me tonight

makes me feel all tingly and wonderful

.

inhale my aroma:

the sultry scent of aching needs

rip my panties with your teeth

.

just look at my sweet, delicacy

the way the juices run free

my pink lips are desperate to for a treat

.

pull my hairs and stroke my thighs

while i blush and moan and beg

for your fingers; part my lips like velvet curtains

and have yourself a view, a pleasing vista

but don’t dive in just yet
.

tease me slowly

(for yearning is such delicious agony)

only blow kisses, but don’t make direct contact

can you feel how you make me tremble?

paint my belly with your smile, the color of mischief

lick my hip bones as i moan my manic whims

you must know how much i want you by now Read more »

Bound Beauty [Foot Fetish][Bondage][Foot Bondage][Lesbian][Non-Sexual][SFW]

“So, I found this new place in the center of town that gives great pedicures. The owner gives the best foot and leg massages and her hand is steady as a building! I’m telling you, if you want the best painted toes in your life you have got to come with me this weekend!” Mel stared down at my feet and evened out my nail polish as she spoke. She used her fingernail to clean some stray polish from my toe and I wiggled my toes upward to admire her work. The green polish was shiny and wet, I spread my toes to keep them from messing Mel’s expert paint job and finally I responded. Read more »

Do you like writing/speaking erotica?

When I see porn, I often think about the people who don’t *really* want to be there; those that are just doing it for drugs, money, because they were talked into it, non-consenting, or for whatever reason don’t actually desire to participate in the making of that video/picture.

It’s led me to thinking, is there anyone here (in the erotica world) who doesn’t actually want to do what they’re doing?

I can imagine writing for money wouldn’t be very successful, so am assuming that people are here because they like writing/speaking.

Is this a fair assumption, or am I being incredibly naive?

Sorry in advance for mobile formatting etc.

Dr Appointment Fantasy

I sat in the waiting room ahead of my appointment. It had been 3 months since I’ve seen my doctor and summer had now arrived and I had been fantasizing about what she would be wearing. She opens the door and smiles at me. Her hair is blonde, straight and shoulder length. She wore a black and white dress that covered her chest and neck but exposed her legs with a split at the knee and flowed down just at the top of her calf. She had black heels with thin straps holding them on and that exposed her bare feet and dark-red painted toes.

We stepped into her office and I took a seat on the couch and she sat at her desk. The desk had no sides so I could clearly see her sitting. When she sat on her chair she hiked her dress up a bit and I took a glance to enjoy the sight of her legs and feet, which are my favorite feature of her, and as I looked up I caught her eye briefly, smiled and looked away. We talked for a few moments and when she began typing on her laptop I took another gaze at her feet. This time her black heel was dangling off her foot. Read more »

One Little Mistake pt 5. [blackmail] [dubcon] [deception]

Chapter 5 – Escalation

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I stare at my phone. He wants daily pictures now. And he wants nudity. How in the hell-

My alarm goes off on my phone letting me know my 15 minute break is up. I gather myself as best I can and get back to work.

Later that night I’m laying in bed, playing on my phone as Court changes. For most of the evening I’ve managed to look at her the same way as I always have, as the woman I love most. But now, seeing her naked back, I imagine another man looking down on her as he takes her from behind… Her short red hair falling along the sides of her face… Her pale 38C breasts bouncing with each thrust…

To be honest, yes I does hurt to think about but… I remind myself yet again she’s never givene reason to doubt her. I know her love lies with me and I know it was just a drunken mistake. A mistake that lead to blackmail…

But she can never know. She will though if I don’t supply Ethan with what he wants though. So how? Read more »

Prince or Slave? [Femdom]

The tile of the courtyard felt hard on my bare feet. I was naked but for the chains which bound my hands and feet and the slave collar locked around my neck. I was a prince of arabia, of a kingdom conquered by my captors, but now I was a slave as well.

The girl who held me in bondage was not intimidating. Yet it had been she who had captured me. She had a lithe, acrobatic body which seemed more befitting of a harem dancer than a warrior and wore modest black robes that left her face uncovered unlike the women of my country.

“Heel, dog” she said, and cracked her whip against the back of my legs. I fell to the ground, my knees scraping on the floor.

A small audience surrounded us, aliyah’s sisters in arms. They eyed me up and down as aliyah abused me. “I am no dog,” I spat. “I am a prince and a warrior and I will never bow to foreign filth”

I barely finished speaking before I was struck on my back with aliyah’s whip. “Don’t listen to him,” she said. “He’s freshly caught and has yet to be broken in.” Read more »

Too Early 4 XMAS

Peering up at the moon, I could see its beatuiful outline as the clouds hugged it tightly. Night had fallen before I could call Donte as he had always slept early due to his rigiours schedule. The parking lot at the mall had become empty as I shuffled through my purse looking for my cell. As I searched for this treasure, I heard footsteps coming closer which alerted me to where I was again. A beam of light began to shine on the stranger as he became within my reach. A smile came to me quickly when I seen it was Santa from the mall. He carried a red bag over his shoulder but not full of gifts like I have read in many stories. Standing before me, he smiled with rosy cheeks then peeled off his white beard. A handsome face greeted me with a deep “Hello Ms.” Staring lovingly at each other, Donte looked into my brown eyes then said, “I told you I had a crazy schedule but you can still sit on Santa’s lap.” I looked around the parking lot as snow started to fall between us moving closer to reach his cold lips. “Well Santa there is no where I can sit on your lap, so I will go home.” Breathing cherry lip gloss scent on to his lips made him bite his slightly. Not waiting for a response, I turned then started to walk to my car. “So a pretty curvy girl like you, will leave Santa with a hard cock like this?” I stopped for a moment, then slowly walked back to this erotic scene. So close to him, he could feel my large breast press against him. ” A look into my eyes and Santa became my slave as I licked on his lips from top to bottom. His body shook and although he wanted to move he couldn’t. Like a fly caught in a web, I grabbed Santa and showed him my special toy.

Rush: Finale [M/F] [Exhibitionism/Voyeurism] [Romantic]

Sex has never this big, life-changing thing for me. I’ve had a couple long-ish relationship, drunken one night stands I don’t care to remember, and the occasional hook up that should’ve never happened in the first place. With the exception of a few close relationships, sex has always been a means to an end. Whether I was horny or in need of some companionship—sometimes both—someone just as desperate would always be there to scratch that itch. Sometimes even multiple people if I was in the right mood. Then I would go about my daily routine, taking care of my needs with the help of a trusty rabbit, until I craved that all too familiar touch; seeking it out in some hyped up club or an obnoxiously loud and packed frat party. I’ve had some really great sex and some…not so great, but never has it been this mind-blowing thing for me. That is until I met him. Read more »