Category: eroticliterature

Creative Housing Solutions part 2

Tom gets ready for work, resisting the urge to take care of his massive erection in the shower, wanting to wait and see what happened with his first Foreigne Exchange student. He gets to work, burrying himself in reports and presentations as he tells himself she would not be desprate enough to even respond to his email, despite his colleagues assuring him that there is always one student a year that would accept the offer. Tom gets home to see an email from Emma.

The contract attached to the message and her response asking for a plan ticket as part of the agreement. He smiles as he always appreciate a good negotiation.

Tom agrees, purchasing a first class ticket from Melborn to LAX. He closes the email out, setting out to book her dr appointment and get her room ready, ordering a large assortment of toys, straps, lingere and lubes for his future enjoyment. She would be here in 2 days and he was dying in anticipation… Read more »

Creative housing solution part 1

Emma got the letter in the mail that she never thought she would. Emma honestly forgot she even applied for it. She was accepted into a very prestigious university in the US. It was part of a foreign exchange program for promoting cultural exchange at the university. She were ecstatic about the oppirtuunity, knowing that all she was leaving behind was a boring retail job by the beach. Emma reads further down to see that tution is covered by the program, but room and board was not. Her heart sinks a little, knowing her savings will almost cover a one way ticket to California where the University is. Emma looks at the included housing options. Southern California is not cheap…She sinks into the couch, tears swelling in her eyes as she sees the monthly rent is more than she could possibly afford. Emma writes off the opportunity, knowing that she cannot make this happen, even though it would change her life forever. She almost throws the letter out till she sees a black buisness card stuffed in the envelop, it has a name and email address on it, with one sentance printed on the back

“If you need creative housing solutions contact me.” Read more »

Pregnant Sex Erotica?

I’m not 100% sure this is the best place for this, but anyways, what erotica involving pregnancy would you recommend? That is, sex involving pregnant individuals, not just impregnation (though that’s good as well).

Sick like me [MF] [Light Bondage]

I struck the white pinhead against the flint and sulphur filled my nostrils. The flame flickered, and danced…I married the orange with the wick and the last candle was lit. The room had a soft glow, and to anyone else would seem romantic and peaceful, a sanctuary.

She yelped from behind her ball gag, a fast expression of air and simultaneously trying to inhale. Gurgling sounds filled the air and she tried to catch her breath around the spit on the edges of the glistening red red mass between her lips.

“That wasn’t hard enough, was it?” I asked with a half-crooked smirk.

She shook her head no, and slowly dragged her head to the left to look at me. Her Honey colored eyes, looking up at me, she was whimpering something indistinguishable. I put my hand firmly on the back of her neck. I could feel the softness of the wisps of her hair tickle my fingers. I pushed her head down to ground, until her cheek was resting on the carpet. I put my other hand, under her hips to let her know to lift her ass into the air for me. I rubbed her left ass cheek…to soothe the sting I had just provided…I rubbed it gently. She started to moan so softly…and before she had time to anticip *SMACK* I let my hand connect with her skin with such force, she collapsed onto the floor, her soft moans now loud. Read more »

Day One of My Ownership

To say that I’m nervous would be an understatement. Each breath felt more difficult to draw in than the last. My stomach was contorting in ways I didn’t know was possible. The collar I wore seemed a little tighter than expected as it pressed against my throat. I tugged at it a bit, making my way to His front door, being careful not to twist an ankle due to my black heels.

I almost didn’t do it. I very nearly couldn’t bring myself to knock on the door before me. My heart was in my throat, and my breathing stopped. My knuckles tapped at the steel.

*What if He changed His mind? What if I don’t live up to His expectations? I really should have taken an Ativan before I landed.*

I feared I hadn’t knocked loudly enough due to not being able to hear much passed the heavy pulse pounding inside my ears. I closed my eyes and let out a breath held too long as I brushed my hands down my short, black, lace dress in an attempt to garner some courage to knock again. Read more »

buy Amazon erotica privately?

I don’t know if this is the right forum to ask this, but there doesn’t seem to be one.

I’ve recently gotten into a few authors who write erotica in a specific niche. I’ve bought all the stuff they have
on Smashwords, but it looks like all their new stuff is on Amazon. Is there an effective way to buy kindle ebooks semi-privately? For whatever reason, I’m OK giving Smashwords my info but am leery about Amazon. What do people here do? Is a new account specifically for erotica a thing people do, or do they just use the same account they use to buy their vitamins?

The Furnace Guy [FM]

She was daydreaming when the phone rang.

It would be the furnace guy, of course, here to do the winter inspection. She and her boyfriend were first time home owners, and they were doing everything by the book. It had been a stressful but fun two months since they moved in, and she was just now starting to feel at home in the new place with the three of them—her, him, and their golden retriever Max.

Her boyfriend—now domestic partner, she supposed—wasn’t home this morning. He was at the hospital, where they both worked. She didn’t mind dealing with the furnace guy alone, but she did hope he wouldn’t be a creep. She wasn’t afraid, per se, as she had Max, and of course her cell phone with her. But nonetheless she hoped, with a note of irritation, that he would be strictly professional.

When the phone rang, she was wearing a loose button up flannel with one of her nicer bras underneath, a pair of tight but comfortable jeans, and socks. Her hair was up in a cute, messy bun. She answered the phone. She confirmed the address and said she’d meet him out front in just a minute. Read more »

Lust in the Library

“Goddamnit. Is that Stacy?” I thought to myself.

“Fuck, it is.”

The last person I wanted to see that night was Stacy Knopf. She was a self-styled midwestern punk-girl of the suburbs, who I absolutely loathed. We shared two different classes this semester, and she was equally annoying in both. I could not fathom who would ever want to hang out with her, but she was hot, so I guess, someone would.

Her whole persona seemed so contrived. Stacy struck me as a girl who wanted to be seen, and as someone who needed the attention of anyone who would provide it, regardless of whether it was positive or not. The constant questions in lecture, followed by tangential anecdotes that nobody wanted to hear were seemingly endless. You could see the whole class collectively roll their eyes when she raised her hand.

I had made my offhand comments to her about how irritating I found her behavior. I’m here to learn, not to listen to her prattle. I know I can be an asshole, that much is obvious to anyone who knows me, but some people just bring out the worst in me. Stacy was at the top of that list. Worst of all was that while she annoyed me thoroughly, she fucking knew it too. Read more »

Capture and Training Facility (Part 3)

Part 2: https://redd.it/7srz6k (leads to part 1)

Sarah’s Stats:

Gender: Female

Age: 13

Bladder Size: Still Small

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Note: She isn’t a dickgirl or a futanari, she is a girl with a normal urethra and vagina.

Sarah: Ahhh…. Please let me pee mistress, it’s been 2 days already.

Mistress Ada: Oh I know honey, but can you piss something denser than urine, perhaps your own thick juices?

Sarah had nearly forgotten how her mistress pumped her own cum into her bladder. Sarah felt her mistress releasing her bladder plug, she felt she could release the contents of her bladder the mistress forced in. She couldn’t urinate, that was the problem, the cum was too thick inside her bladder to come out. Her mistress, ignoring her struggle, took out a bottle. She felt her spreader bar being taken off, and her hands untied.

Mistress Ada: Come over and aim your little urethra in this bottle.

Sarah: Aww…

Sarah came over, and mistress Ada made her kneel on the bed with her legs spread. Ada placed the bottle neck to her urethra.

Mistress Ada: I see someone’s having trouble. (chuckles) Read more »

Are You Coming? Release date set!

Are You Coming? my book of erotic short stories will be available as a Kindle original on 2/14/18. My book trailer is here: https://youtu.be/NOHE7p_QDYc

You can read excerpts from the six story collection, Chloe’s List & Sonya Witnessed on my website, http://AlexSlaine.com

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PS Bust Magazine published my short story, Lane and Lace, featuring a switch/panty fetish scene in their next issue, available on Tuesday! http://bust.com/tv/194107-krysten-ritter-jessica-jones-cover.html