Category: eroticliterature

Sixteen Ch. 1-2 [Fantasy, Slave, Werewolf]

(Apologies for formatting not carrying over, will post more chapters as interest dictates! This the first couple chapters of my completed novelette.)

Sixteen

Prologue:
The girl looks at her naked form in the full length mirror. She turns to look at her figure, her large breasts sitting atop her thin frame which curved down softly into her hips. She turns more, looking at her heart shaped bottom. She had been waiting for these curves forever; she hopes to heaven they aren’t a disappointment.

Sixteen is a late bloomer, lots of the girls with higher numbers than her had fully developed already and been claimed. She thought back at the disappointment in her Master’s eyes as he looked over her body each day, ordering a different diet here, vitamins and hormone treatments there. Yesterday she finally saw the long awaited smile on his face as he nodded in approval, and told her she was ready. He never once touched her. She used to get goosebumps watching him touch the girls that belonged to him. Loving caresses. Would her new master touch her this way? Read more »

Your friendly local barber shop [First time, MM]

During my junior year in college, I lived alone in a small city apartment. My entire social life consisted of short, random conversations with students in my classes, or coworkers at my warehouse night job.

I didn’t mind. I was lonely, but not that lonely. I wanted a girlfriend. Someone to love. I played video games. I jerked off 2 or 3 times a day. It had been this way for some time. In the past year all my friends had graduated and moved away. My casual approach to my studies had held me back.

I drank and smoked pot. The pornography I sought out became more varied. Almost by accident, at first, I began to focus on cocks as I watched women get fucked. I discovered shemales and dickgirls. Femenine but hard. Written fantasies, especially, pushed the boundaries of what I found myself turned on by. Written porn made it easier to imagine, and I would find myself imagining the girl with a cock in her mouth. In my mouth. But I didn’t think of myself as gay at all. I liked girls. Maybe a bit curious, at most. Read more »

The Party Favor

In a world of wealthy business men, well to do and successful people there is a need. A world where professionalism and tact, class and respect are paramount, there is a need. An escape. A handy slut, a willing but disabled partner. Discreet sexual release if you will.

We have an annual meeting at a location on a lake. A 3,000 Sq ft lake house. Its a time to unwind and relax for everyone. My assistant, who has worked for me for over 5 years is setting up the food, drinks, and all the details. Her name is Shannon. She is a 24 year old single girl. Her hair is big and long, light brown and blonde. Her body is curvy but far from obese. I’ve always admired her figure secretly. Her breasts are large and ample. She has bright green eyes and olive skin. She was a hip hop dancer when I found her. We have never had any sexual or intimate interaction, despite me having to stop myself many times from making a move. Read more »

Brimstone Series Book 2 Episode 9: It Happens

**Christopher**

‘I’ll stand there as you two exchange your vows, but I’m not giving a speech,’ I muttered, crossing my arms as I stood in the office that hosted dozens of pictures of a certain curvy brunette. It was the Thursday before his wedding, and Luke has finally convinced me to be his best man, an honor I realistically didn’t want.

Weddings weren’t my thing.

‘On the same page with you there. I wouldn’t want the guests to fall asleep,’ he grinned.

‘Fuck off.’

He ignored my malevolence. ‘Jill agreed to give a speech, and we’ll see if Steve and Jake will be sober enough to say a few words as well. You just have to stand there and look pretty . . . actually just standing there is fine.’

‘Of course. Wouldn’t want to show up the pretty groom,’ I grumbled, turning to leave. Before I could clear the doorway, a red headed goddess emerged to block my path.

‘Stacey,’ I whispered abruptly, my breath catching at the top of my throat and my eyes instinctively zeroing in on the ample cleavage from her black *see-through* blouse. Read more »

Help finding a story.

I remember reading a series of stories set in a world where at a young age magic would awaken inside you. If you kept your eyes shut your power would grow the longer you were able to keep them closed. I can’t seem to find it anywhere. Please help.

Kissing Cousins [MF][Incest][Taboo]

We knew it was wrong. We knew it the first time we kissed in the rec room at Thanksgiving. We knew it when we groped each other in the pool at the summer family reunion when nobody was looking. We knew it when we snuck off to the pool house and I gave him a blow job until he came in my mouth. We knew it the first time we had sex in my parents basement when his parents had come to visit.

If our parents ever found out, I had no idea what they would do.

It had been two years since we had seen each other and I was seeing David. I met him in my last year of high school and we had been dating about six months when we finally graduated. David had gone to college about an hour away and I missed him like crazy. It had been about three weeks since I had last seen him and we talked every day on the phone. I stayed at home and went to college close by to save money. It was a sacrifice but I knew it would be worth it in the end when David and I could be together and have a bright future. Read more »

Tell Me How You Taste – [NB/F, urban fantasy, BDSM]

**Playing With Your Food**

My mother told me once to be careful, that people will rise and fall to your expectations, so set them wisely.

I’m not the scariest thing walking around the world, but it’s better for everyone if that’s what the world believes. It’s not openly talked about—not in polite company, anyway; certainly never in mixed—but the real reason the government restricts the sale of glamours to magical creatures with a history of…shall we say, appetites that run counter to human interests is that it makes the rest of humanity feel more in control of their world, if they think they can see the danger coming.

And, you know? That’s fine. I’ll be the boogeyman paraded out into the light that makes the children feel safer, in order to keep the truth—and the inevitable chaos it would cause, if the world discovered it—in the shadows where it belongs. It doesn’t bother me.

But it bothers you. I can see that it does. I can see you flinch at the gasps and the stares as people around us scuttle away. Aw, baby, I love that you’re not bothered by a girl with six eyes and eight limbs, but you are not the world. I looked hard for you and you were not easy to find. Read more »

Boxing story

I stood across from her in my tank top and gym shorts, my blue everlast 16 oz gloves wrapped around my hands. She stood at the opposite corner of the small bedroom, wearing a blue sports bra and a loose pair of purple short shorts and black 14 oz UFC gloves wrapped around her hands. Her eyes were moving up and down looking me over, but out of excitement or out of pity I couldn’t tell. She had finally agreed to this because she knew how much I wanted this, how much I had dreamed of this for many years and only she could bring it to life, I could only wish she was half as excited as i was for our match.

We would box until one of us would relent and drop to one knee, not aiming for a knockout, just until one of us was out done by the other. After a drop down a piece of clothing was removed, simple as that. I could only go for body blows and not use all my strength aiming to tire her out rather than cause great pain, I did love this women after all. She however could go all out and hit as hard and wherever she wanted, staying above the belt, I had a major size and reach advantage. Read more »

Stretch me (the stranger at the bar)

I stepped into the shower, tentatively tested the water, it was warm and soft. I eased myself into its warmth, slowly adjusting as the water warmed my body, acclimatised. I turn around, feeling my whole body relax as the jets caress my shoulders and back. I throw my head back so the water hits straight onto my face and I feel it gush down my cheeks and probe around my mouth. I close my eyes and strain towards the source, opening my mouth and inviting it in. A wave of ecstasy washes through my body, the tingle starts in my chest then rapidly moves down, my abs tense, a quiver takes me over as it kisses my clit, then the wave fades and abates towards my toes.

Coming round, I grab the shampoo and generously lather my bobbed hair, massaging my head as I run my fingers through the delightful tickle of my undercut. I wash it off vigorously, with the suds running down my face that I wipe away with the back of my hand imagining it’s the hand of a man powerfully caressing me.
I hear the door to the hotel room, he’s here. I knew he would come. I continue to clean myself as he steps into the bathroom, standing silently by the side of the bath, he watches me as I soap myself. My body is tense with excitement and fear, I maintain a pretence of oblivion to his presence, waiting for his move. Read more »