Category: eroticliterature

How she won his heart – Part 3

As she lay there beside him, she was very happy with what she had accomplished. She had a big smile across her face that said, “i’m a naughty little girl and I am naughty for you”

But, that was only the start of the night. He knew that the way she pleasured him, the way she sucked his suck, the way she put her lips around his cock, the way she worked and edged him, had to be repaid with an equally pleasurable act. They had spoken about this before hand – oral sex. She mentioned that she loved having her pussy sucked. And he told her that that was his first thing to do, maybe even more than sex.

He gently held her up from his lap and moved her towards the front of the bed. He asked her to lay on her back and to spread her legs for him. She did so without any hesitation. She wanted this, just as much as he wanted to give it to her. Read more »

Michael and Melissa

Preface: this is my first time ever writing any sort if story and my punctuation and spelling are crap. That said id love any and all feedback!!

Michael woke with a start at the sound of the front door slamming shut. *oh great* he thought for he must have slept through his wife’s phone calls and she was cranky after a long night black Friday shopping. As to confirm his thought he reached for his phone on his bed side table and became confused when he had no knew messages or calls. *surely Jannae would have called before she came home * he thought. She always calls when she is done with the retail holiday. After determining that the sound he heard had not come from an angry wife closing the door he became slightly nervous, but knew he must investigate the clatter. At twenty-years old Michael was a big man standing at six foot tall and tipping the scale at two hundred forty pounds he was an imposing figure. He wasnt solid muscle as he had once been, he had let himself go a bit after his nuptuals as many men do. However one look at him and you could still see the remnants of an athletic man who for a time trained and competed as a mixed martial artist, aswell as a man who had worked physical labor most his life. Even with his formidable statue and combat prowess even he would get nervous when things wen bump in the night. With slight apprehension he swung open his bedroom door and at a brisk pace traveled down the hallway and entered the living room of his small three bedroom home.  To his shock standing in the family room was Melissa.  Read more »

Moments of regret

Moments of regret:
An Ana and Ian novel volumes 1 and 2

First allow me to state, that the events in this story are based off real life events, however some scenes may be exaggerated for dramatic effect. I am the character Ian and my wife is Ana, however aliases have been used in order to maintain the anonymity of some characters real identities.

Second I would like to clearly state that all characters are of legal sexual age, however there are some section containing under age drinking.

Ian had just started his first year of college. Being one grade behind Ana he had often visited her college. Now three months into this semester Ian found himself becoming aggravated easily weather over school or his family’s reaction to the announcement that Ana his girlfriend was pregnant with his child.

As Ana’s car headed down the path to Ian’s house they had been fighting, why or about what no one can be sure. He was young, naive, and wanted to be 18 and happy. She however was several weeks pregnant with his child and expected him to give up everything and focus on being a father. Read more »

Morning light

The rising sun poured through the blinds and onto the contours of her resting shape. Having risen to get a glass of water, he paused and admired the figure under the sheets. His memory of the last few hours wasn’t vivid in terms of details, but his body knew something pleasurable went down with this lost soul who like him was just searching for a moment of human connection in the familiar loneliness that was all too common in these times.

He finished the water and was attracted to the possibility of a little more peaceful rest with the body next to him. He snuck back into the sheets, not really wanting to disturb her sleep. He snuggled in and closed his eyes and listened to her breath. She must have heard him a bit because there was a brief moment where she stirred. Resting on his side, she inched her backside against him, perhaps as an invitation. The drowsy atmosphere of the room made no intention clear, but a physical reaction washed over him. His cock, covered in the evidence of last night’s tryst, twitched and rose to meet the warmth she was giving off. Read more »

[MMF] Work Confession: 8

Succulent nipples caught my eye as I saw Brad fucking Tina in the mailroom. Her velvety moans were intense as Brad began to call out her name. In the corner I stood rubbing my cock wishing for a chance to fuck Tina or even Brad. Tina’s round ass gave a bear hug to his dick which made him moan louder. My cock began to swell with pre cum when there moans became faint as they seen me stroking faster. I suddenly became shy but I didn’t want them to stop. As I began to move back, they told me to come closer. My thoughts were all over the place but I knew a good fuck would put me at ease. Read more »

How did we get here…again

I’m sitting at the bar; leaning over to tell the bartender what I want when a man walking in catches my eye. He’s dressed in a navy suit, crisp white shirt opened at the collar. I finish my order and sit back down on the highback stool, looking around for him. I spot him at the far end of the bar, a whiskey in his hand. He tips the glass and I watch his throat and Adam’s apple bob as he swallows. His hair is perfectly messy and he has just the right amount of stubble. The kind of stubble that you feel the next day.

A woman in a short dress, large breasts and a beautiful face walks up to him. She leans into him, whispering in his ear. She touches his forearm and purposefully let’s her breasts rub against him. They whisper back and forth for a few minutes as I watch.

“Excuse me Miss, anyone sitting here?”

I stop staring, blink and turn my head. I see an equally handsome man looking at me and pointing to the stool next to me.

“No one, umm seats open.” Read more »

Released – Part 2 [D/s, DD/lg, LDR, Solo F]

She pushed open the door to her apartment and stomped down the hall to her room. He had done this to her. She did not know how, but it was him. She closed the door behind her sharply and tossed her bag across the floor. She fell to her knees, the power of the tingling between her legs was overwhelming. It was just like earlier today. Twice it had set upon her during the day. The cloudiness, the neediness, the insistent wetness, all conspiring against her to make her beg.

She had begged. She had pleaded. And at last he finally relented and let her cum. She did not care that she was in the middle of a room of people. She did not care if the wet spot showed on her jeans. She had to orgasm and orgasm hard for him. She had been at lunch the first time. The throbbing had begun when she woke up. Slowly it gained a hold of her, growing ever so slowly and steadily. By the time she sat down to eat she could feel the wetness of her panties reinforcing everything she was feeling. Read more »

The Castle of Roses (prologue) – an essay in sadism

This is an intro to a novella I’ve been working on. It gets pretty dark (which I like, but places like Amazon really, really don’t!)

Comments, suggestions etc all very welcome!

THE CASTLE OF ROSES
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There’s no such thing as an empty building. The things that have been done there always fill it, and they find a way of coming back. The Castle of Roses is like that. It’s never going to be content to lie quiet. Too many bad things have happened inside its walls.

The castle has bedrooms where the owners indulged decadent appetites for centuries. Silk, chains, pleasure and pain, love and rape. These were times when the aristocracy had the power of life and death over its servants. They were not slow to use it, either. Maids and footmen did what their masters told them or they didn’t keep their jobs for long. The castle stands way up in the Bavarian Alps and for weeks it’s shrouded by blizzards. Being thrown out with no money and just your summer clothing was a death sentence. But the servants should not be pitied too much. The place always attracted a certain type of employee. Read more »

I Am Poseidon [MF][Erotic Poetry]

I am Poseidon; my ocean? Lust.
I see you standing on that sandy shore
Of my desire, curves proudly thrust
As waves of my wanting, beg and implore
You to come closer, feel my wet embrace
As my salty kisses splash about your face.

Come, and submit your will to my own,
Come ‘neath the waves, where my kingdom lays,
Come forth and kneel, ‘fore my towering throne,
Come to me begging for my love and praise,
And you’ll be the envy of all the girls,
For you’ll have riches, a collar of pearls.

And more, my sweet, you’ll have my power,
An ocean’s rage at your each command.
And all my attention, at any hour
That my sweet, soft servant might demand.
Aye, for that is the key to lust –
A master rules by his servant’s trust.

But now, you’re bended on wanting knee,
My scepter rises to feel your grasp
Your kisses touch me so daintily
That even this sea god feels a gasp
Of utter awe issue from his lips
As at his scepter, his servant sips. Read more »

The Bull [FM][Cuck][Cream Pie][Humiliation][By and For Adults]

We sat in a booth in the corner of the bar and I tapped my fingers nervously on the dark wooden table. The lights were dim and the booth gave us a perfect view of the entire bar. Sandra sat across from me, she ordered another glass of wine, impatience in her voice as she looked around the room. We had been waiting for almost an hour and Sandra had polished off easily an entire bottle of wine in that time. I, however, was still nursing the same beer that I ordered when we had arrived. I stared at Sandra from across the table, her long cocoa hair pinned up into a messy bun on top of her head. She wore a tight, white and black leopard print strapless top, her perky breasts pushed up into milky mounds peaking over the fabric. She decided against panties tonight and her black skirt barely covered her ass as we walked into the bar, even now if I looked underneath the table I would be able to see her naked pussy. Her eyes were dark and smokey and her pouty lips were stained red. Read more »