Category: eroticliterature

The Wives Make a Bet (MFF, public, sister-in-law)

My wife and her sister were arguing again, this time about some no-name actor that played in some long-ago watched movie, and whether he was dead or still alive. At 26, my wife Cindi was in her prime and was looking smoking hot that night and Heather, her sister at two years her junior, was almost as attractive. Both were tall and skinny, but Cindi had bigger boobs and brown hair while Heather was blonde with small perky tits. It was a Friday night and we were at the house that Heather and her husband Brian had just bought having dinner together, something that we tried to do once or twice a month.

“I know he’s dead, I remember reading about it in People”, Cindi insisted! She was absolutely certain that she was right and was not going to back down. Knowing my wife, I suspected that she may have been wrong, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. Brian and I were content just watching the exchange, since it involved two very beautiful women.

“Still alive, he just did a part in Law and Order, I remember!” Heather shot back. “I am so confident that I’m right, I’m willing to bet on it.” And she stuck out her hand. Read more »

Confessions of a Housewife

Warm up your winter nights with a hot and steamy read that will melt your tablet while taking you on a rollercoaster ride of emotions. #Lust, #desire, #drama and #heartbreak. Aren’t you curious to know how this Housewife spends her free time?
Confessions of a Housewife vol.1-3
Blurb:
We make a decision to go to the bar at the hotel and start our hunt for the perfect couple. Shaun and I sat in the corner booth so we had full view of everyone that was there. Whispering to one another, nit picking these people, making fun of a few of them. For such an upscale place, you sure do see some characters. Shaun then slowly slid his hand up my thigh and slurs, “That guy over there keeps staring at you.” “Well, let’s give him something to stare at then,” I state. I adjust myself in the seat and slowly commence running my mouth up Shaun’s neck while firmly grasped on to his package. “You keep doing that you are going to get yourself in trouble,” Shaun sneers in enjoyment. I am so infatuated with him, the thrill of putting on a show like that was exhilarating. We continued teasing one another, I would take a sip of my wine, then lean over flicking the base of his ear with the tip of my tongue. Shaun would display sly grins as he slides his hand up and down my thigh.
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Big Booty Cuties

My bright red, strappy heels looks so good on my perfectly pedicured feet with my cute white nail polish popping on my creamy chocolate skin. I hit my mark and immediately get on all fours with my phat ass facing the crowd. Already I can (almost) hear the flutter of dollar bills falling through the air. Im wearing a pair of black boy shorts that barely cover my ass cheeks. The music starts playing.

Something happens when I hear the music, my wild side comes out and my booty takes over. I start popping and twerking my huge ass on all fours to the beat. I then slowly bring myself to a standing position and begin to clap this ass so hard the whole neighborhood probably heard. This is usually the point when the crowd of men come flocking the stage to get a closer look, and maybe even a smell or two. But that didn’t happen this time. This time no one came to the stage and it threw me off. I looked around and noticed there was only one person in the club… no wonder it was so quiet, I thought i had just smoked a little too much kush backstage. I look up and see the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen sitting in the VIP section. She licks her lips and motions for me to come to her with her bright pink nails. I am compelled and get off stage to go greet her. Read more »

The Bridge

It was the end. I was done. I was at the end of my rope (just about literally). In the past week I had been dumped, fired, and kicked out of my apartment and I decided that I was done and was going to end it all. I had driven to the bridge over Jackson Ravine with the intent to jump off and was just about to succeed when she drove by.

I was standing on the ledge, trying to get the nerve to take the plunge when I heard the motor of an incoming car, and it was coming fast. I didn’t even have time to think before a red mustang convertible came around the corner and over the bridge. At first I thought that the driver was going so fast that they hadn’t seen me, until I heard the screech of tires on the other side and saw the reverse lights coming across the bridge. I almost jumped right then, but something stopped me, and as the car backed up to me I could tell that the driver was female and blonde. As she stepped out of the car I had to take a breath, the driver was gorgeous! She was tall, blonde, and skinny wearing a yellow sundress that came about mid-thigh that swung back and forth as she walked over to me. Read more »

Femdom Sasha Takes Control Of Her Man

Sasha started unlocking the front door of hers and John’s house, a smile on her face as thoughts of what’s about to happen tonight floated through her mind. When she finally opened the door, she shouted, “John, are you home?” When she didn’t hear a response back, the smile spread further across her face as she quickly rushed inside and closed the door behind her, hugging the bags she was carrying closely to her chest.
Closing the door, she rushed up the stairs to their bedroom to get everything set up quickly. It took her about 30 minutes to undress and put on the new outfit she bought today, get her hair and make-up ready, set up in the bedroom and check on her project in the basement. Fortunately, she didn’t have to wait long after that, as soon as she was coming up the basement stairs, she heard John’s car pulling in and stood at the top of the stairs. Read more »

Eight Years In The Making – An Erotic Saga

I’ve been working on this for a little while now and I’d love some feedback, either here or on the given sites where I’ve posted it. Thanks, and hope you enjoy!

https://forums.darknestfantasyerotica.com/index.php?threads/eight-years-in-the-making.43562/

http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/LiesNTruth/26811/Eight-Years-In-The-Making

The General and the Oracle

Quick disclaimer, this was a specific request for a story from a follower. I’m not very knowledgeable when it comes to Ancient Greece or that era in general, but I think the sex scenes turned out pretty good, and I hope you all like it! This story is nonconsent fantasy and involves threesomes, and a bukkake scene at the end. Consider yourself warned. But anyway, hope you enjoy!

“Oracle! We will speak, now!”

General Diokles of Athens was always eager to make his presence known when he entered the Temple of the Oracle, but appeared to be in less than ideal spirits on this day, entering the temple in full battle dress with six warriors behind him, leaving muddy foot prints across the floor much to the handmaidens dismay. The General was a bear of a man, built like the soldier that he was with broad shoulders and scars that covered his body, marking many victories over his enemies. Normally wavy dark brown hair and sharp handsome features would draw women to him, but his face was contorted in rage this day, prepared for a fight. Read more »

College Couple Sex While Shopping

After our encounter over the weekend (you can read that on my blog), Jess and I were spending a lot more time around one another outside of class. One particular afternoon in mid May we were once again going to meet up at the mall after I had spent some more time at the library.

Once we were at the mall and had found a place to sit and eat, Jess brought up bathing suit shopping again. I asked her why she needed another new bikini (as if you can ever have enough, right? but I was young and foolish…

She said, “Not for me this time, for you.”

“Oh,” I said. I knew where this was going. This was back in the 90s and Speedo had a chain of retail stores. There was one in the mall here. I’d never been in it, I’d never needed to. The swim club where I swam had a store where you could buy your suits, goggles and anything else you needed, so I’d always just gotten my speedos from there. Read more »

Phat Ass After Class (Snippet)

“Perky”
That’s the nickname I had growing up. I am absolutely in love with that nickname now, but as a teen it gave me utter anxiety when I heard that name being said around the halls at school. Knowing what I know now, I am realizing that the only reason that most of the boys tormented me is because they knew I would NEVER let them hit. But back then, it’s all that I ever complained about to my friends.
One day after school my entire life changed. It was senior year and my best friend Cate and I were getting ready for my 18th birthday dinner.
“Ugh, I love this dress but I can’t wear a bra with it or else my straps will show” I uttered aloud.
“Bitch, don’t wear a bra! You don’t even have to. I wish my tits sat up like yours. Mine are giant and the boys love them, but I’d kill to have your perky tits. Such a great size and no back problems. AND you don’t have to wear a bra like I do. So shut the fuck up” nagged Cate.
Cate was my best friend in the entire world, but damn did she know how to get on my nerves. How could she be so dumb.. And slutty! I didn’t want everyone to look at my very high set boobs bouncing around as I laughed or as I ran to go greet my friends. Her on the other hand.. She loved the attention her big breasts got her.
“Cate, you’re such a slut. I know you like it when the boys go gaga over your gigantic titties! They are freaking beautiful and perfect don’t get me wrong, but I am just more shy than you, ok?!”
“Awww… Perks.. You really think my monster tits are gorgeous?! I feel the same about yours” Cate whimpered as a small tear came to her eye.
The gold tequila I stole from my dad’s bar mixed with pineapple juice made fresh by my mom was giving me and Cate a buzz! Gold tequila either makes you cry or horny… sometimes both. In this case both. I looked at Cate. First I looked her in the eyes and then my eyes couldn’t help but to wander downwards towards her boobs. They were so big and juicy! Her caramel skin was just glistening over those mounds. I had a craving I had never had before.
“Perks… why are you staring at my titties like a horny boy right now?! And most importantly why is it turning me on???” Cate said in a very sexy and breathy voice.
“I don’t know, maybe it’s the tequila but I really want to see those tits right now” I said shyly as my eyes quickly looked away in embarrassment.
Cate slowly walked over to me without a word. I am sitting doing my makeup and she stands behind me in the mirror. She slowly raises her shirt and peels it off. Now she’s just in her bra. Her bra wasn’t that sexy because she needed something strong to hold up those massive jugs. Unfortunately, lacey dainty bras can only be worn by girls like me but that’s no matter. We lock eyes through the mirror. I still want to see more and I can tell she desperately wants to show me.
“Take it off” I commanded as I chugged the last of my drink.
Cate spins my chair around so that I am facing her. I am eye level with those giant tits. She reaches around the back and unlatches her heavy duty boulder holder and my mouth began to water. I stare at them, then look at her and then look at those titties again and I start to feel my girlhood tremble.
“You like my monster tits, perks?” Cate asked.
“Yes.. I-I-I love them… Can I touch them?” I stuttered.
“Sure..But you should know that my nipples are very sensitive so I may get turned on” Cate teased. Read more »

Sweet Girlfriend becomes Cruise Ship Slut Part ii

I woke groggily, for a moment forgetting the event of the night before but as I felt the hardened crustiness around my mouth it all crashed home. I blushed, the flood of emotions coursing through my body. Disgust, embarrassment, jealousy, regret and anger all burbling painfully through my veins. The concoction causing my skin to itch. Unable to lay still even though the green LED on the clock embedded in the console next to the bed said it was 4:50 am. The body next to me stirred just a moment, my Ariel, fair skin gleaming in the low glow that never seems to leave even in the depths of the service cabins, light red hair splayed over her bare back with the blanket resting below her hips. A site to make any man stir. Even now I felt her spell seep into me, the churning eased for a moment like Maalox of an unruly meal but I knew the relief would fade all too soon. Read more »