She sat at the end of the bar playing with a half-melted ice cube inside of a rocks glass. She checked into the hotel earlier, but was still wearing the sweats she had been wearing on the plane. She had flown into Chicago for an industry trade show, and knew she had a few busy days ahead. She alternated between people watching in the lobby and watching the Cubs play the Mets on the lobby TV – anything she could do keep from picking up her phone and scrolling. She always loved business travel, it gave her a chance to feel free again. It had always been that way for her – there was something about that moment she passed through the security gates at Newark Airport that felt freeing. This was only heightened over the past few years as the work-from-home culture had taken hold at her company – she’d only been to the office about 20 times in 24 months, a far cry from the four days per week she was used to pre March 2020.
Category: eroticliterature
Mysterious Summer Romance in the Greek Isles: Part 3 [MF] [Strangers] [Language Barrier] [Exhib] [18+] [Oral]
The night is a warm, deep indigo. I’ve spent the day in a daze, reliving *his* fingers plunging deep inside me, intense gaze holding mine as I contracted around him. There were several times I had to stop myself from touching my eager little cunt—I know it sounds ridiculous, but I love knowing his fingers were the last thing to be in there. Now, I’m heading home from a late dinner where I drank too much wine, distracted by my daydreams.
It’s a breezy night, and I’m wearing my favorite, flowy sundress. My hair is pleated into a long side braid. Oh, I also did something I’ve never done before; I skipped wearing panties. No bra either, actually. I just wanted the light fabric hugging my bare skin. I felt so enraptured from my semi-public display earlier, that I hoped to attract some more eyes on me tonight. *Or just his again.* I also figured that any panties I put on would be soaked through by the end of the night.
From passion to pain, part 22 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
“Yes, master. Please gape your slut.” Ally breathed uneasily from the three fingers I already had inside her asshole. Her record was four and I was planning to work my way up past that with my own hand. “Yeah, whore? You want master to gape your greedy ass? You think master should work on getting his fist inside you?” Ally moaned heavily and sat back to force my fingers deeper into her. “Please, master. Please own my asshole.” I groaned outside of my own accord and started to wiggle my fingers around Ally’s tight sphincter. Ally initially squirmed from the commotion, but soon settled into the feeling of having her ass filled and stretched by my fingers. “Sit up and turn your head to me, slut.” I commanded, my erection no longer content to exist only on the sidelines. Ally needed no more convincing and took the initiative to down my cock without further explanation. I moaned as Ally’s wet mouth slid all the way down my cock in a single motion. Her indescribable skill caused me start thrusting into her without thinking and sent my hand into a frenzy. The moans around my cock from my hands massaging the inside of Ally’s ass sent me wild and I began spanking her curvaceous bum. Her moans turned to whimpers as her ass was set on fire from both of my hands. It didn’t take long before I came into her warm throat, coating her with my cum.
New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 311-313) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]
**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.
## 311: A Caring Crowd
“Hehehe, it looks like that’s all she wrote for Number Forty!” the announcer giggled as she watched Lilith get cut again and again by Ruby.
With Lilith no longer able to fight back, Ruby toyed with her. She pushed Lilith back while making quick, slices in a wide arc across Lilith’s body. Sometimes the curved dagger barely nicked Lilith’s flesh, and it seemed to only excite Ruby more as she practically danced forward as if performing rhythmic gymnastics, where the colorful ribbons were replaced by thin streams of blood flying through the air.
“She deserved a fair fight!” Uma protested to John, who did his best statue impression. “Since when is anyone supposed to have several matches in a row?”
My awakening (M,F late 40’s) (mild BDSM) (spanking) (teasing)
I have a pretty good life, never wanted for much, except decent sex and someone who understood how frustrating dead bedrooms were. Reddit filled that gap, for a while….
I was about to give up, then I “met” you. I use the “”, because we were distant friends. We didn’t even know what we looked liked for months, choosing to explore minds and personality first.
You had a great mind…
To be honest you were pretty difficult to get a handle on, sometimes you came over as surly. I’m sure you would disagree.
That was the key, after some months I felt that I wanted to make you happy, this was really not like me at all. But then I have always been the one in charge, at work and at home, I always initiated sex, sometimes it felt that I was the only one there. I longed for someone that wanted me as much as I wanted them.
We talked about many things, your early life, mine too, what I liked is that you actually took an interest. You googled places I had lived, laughed at the fact I was a ‘small town girl’ I did the same. The times where we spoke “live” were rare, but special. I actually looked forward to hearing from you.
Office Hours, Chapter 8 [Mf] [Teacher/Student]
[Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vm0svg/office_hours_chapter_7_mf_teacherstudent/)
“Let’s not do that again,” I groaned.
“Which part?” Jean asked as she loaded leftovers onto two plates.
“Sleeping on the couch. God, that sucked.”
She chuckled as she popped a plate in the microwave. “That’s a sign you’re getting old, prof.” She leaned back on the counter and grinned. “Maybe we should get you a cane or walker soon.”
“Y’know, I’m not that much older than you,” I grumbled. “And doesn’t that mean you’re dating an old geezer?”
“You’re welcome, by the way, you old fuck,” she guffawed. “Like a hottie like me would ever date your dusty ass.”
“Ho, you little brat,” I muttered playfully, and she squealed as I chased her around the apartment. I ended up cornering her in the bedroom, tackling her onto the bed in a chaotic ball of laughter. With her pinned down, I affixed her with a light-hearted glare. Her response was a challenging raised eyebrow, and I leaned closer.
“Don’t be corny,” she warned, and I kissed her. She moaned softly, but when I pulled away she was grinning again. “Jeez, was that ‘your move,’ prof? Sooo lame.”
Stay at my side Ch.17 [M/F] [Friends to lovers] [kissing] [cuddles] [comforting]
Chapter 17: The feelings we have
[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v9hau7/stay_at_my_side_ch_01_childhood/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
“The real torture is that you wanna do more but are afraid of it.” Casey was the first to say it out loud. We’ve been laying like this for the last ten minutes, neither proceeding nor going back. Now Casey had created an opportunity for me to give both of us the confidence that we needed. “I know, I mean I want it too, but I think you know that already.” She nodded slightly. “That’s not the problem, it’s… what happens with us after that?” She sounded a little worried and I could totally relate to that. Loosing her was one of the only fears I had and being in a relationship with her would increase the risk of that.
The thought alone was enough to develop a heavy feeling in my chest. I had to press Casey a little against me to compensate that. I felt her arms wrapping around my neck as she did the same, except much harder. She even was shaking a little. “I just don’t wanna loose you.” Her voice was shivering. It felt even harder to proceed after she said that but I knew that one if us had to do it. I continued the sentence for her. “…but you wanna be with me?” I knew the answer but her answering this question had the purpose to give her confidence, not me and it worked way better than expected.
A Week with Master without the kids [M/s] [mdom] [fsub] [reluc]
I woke up this morning to Master taking a phone call next to me. The kids left yesterday was a week long camping trip so we have the house alone to ourselves. A rarity in our busy life. After he was done talking on the phone I was fully awake by now. He knelt on top of the bed and put his cock near my mouth. Instinctively I started sucking and his pumps became faster. It was obvious that my gagging did not bother him and he continued.
He abruptly stopped without cumming and told me to make the bed.
Yes Sir.
I make the bed while he’s watching intently as my naked body moved around the mattress. Once I’m done, Master puts a pillow on the floor and points saying ‘kneel’.
Yes Sir.
He fucks my mouth some more and leaves into the closet for a moment. He returns with our giant ‘fun box’ containing the various tools and toys he likes to use. He takes out the Ben wa balls and puts both sets inside me. It hard to stifle my moans as I say thank you. A quick slap across my face causes me to blink quickly before I realize my mistake. I quickly say thank you Sir and he goes back to working the balls in me. He pushes my legs over my head and starts fucking me with the balls still in place. I can feel them moving with each thrust. At this point I’m moaning uncontrollably in bliss. He keeps fucking my soaking wet pussy as I get close to cumming.
Denial made me do it. 🥺👉👈 33F anal training/orgasm denial reflections from the sub’s perspective
Perhaps it is egocentric, but I thought maybe writing about my experience could interest or help my friends in this subreddit. 💕🤗 or maybe I’m just suuuuper fucking horny right now and want to trigger/corrupt you 😈😈
Does denial make you feel so needy that you have this impulse to push boundaries that don’t usually appeal to you? Do you have a slight interest or curiosity in anal play but are hesitant to train because you feel like your hole is too tight for even the “training kit starter size” and you aren’t particularly masochistic? Me too!!!
[Disclaimers: This story is not for anyone whose interest in anal is sadistic, you’ll be bored and can feel free to stop reading 🤣. (No judgement, it’s just that painal isn’t for me)This is definitely about cultivating anal as a pleasure and denial tool; particularly making it feel accessible to the open&curious but anxious type. And this got really long because I took lots of time doing several sessions at every stage and I talk a lot so I’m gonna do multiple parts. This post stops before moving on to penetration]
The Center of Attention [FFM] Part 1
The summer sun felt like it was as strong as it could possibly be. I could feel the rays blazing right through my straw sunhat as beads of sweat ran down my face. I wanted nothing more than to go back inside to the air conditioned house but the garden needed watered and I had to clean up around the fire pit before my friends got into town.
I set up the sprinkler and walked back to the porch to turn on the hose. I cranked the spicket counterclockwise and got the water going. I watched the droplets glisten in the sunlight as they fanned out over the plants. The temperature was pushing 100° that day and my sheer dress was already drenched. I threw my hat off and peeled the dress from my body as I headed for the garden, something I had done often. I was notorious for stripping off my clothes and gardening in the nude during the hot summer months. Honestly, I was known to be naked a lot of the time.