Category: eroticliterature

Light Rail Halloween

I tended to avoid the light rail in general, but especially on Halloween. I was not a fan of the occasion in the first place and the light rail was the central transit system for many party-goers and enthusiasts on the despicable holiday. The sight of blood turns my stomach, and horror movies, especially those of gory observance, are something I specifically forgo.

The manufacturing company I worked for as a project manager was drastically understaffed as over half of the graveyard shift called in “sick”. I had no choice on this most eventful night. I prepared myself for a nightmarish evening plenteous with inconsiderate hoodlums of varying ages and varying states of drunkenness.

I found myself at the rail stop pleasantly surprised by its emptiness. I scanned the outdoor waiting area quickly as to prepare an avoidance tactic for any ambling drunken morons that may attempt to engage me. Not a body was found. The area was dimly lit by the indirect light of a nearby street lamp which served to give the whole area the resemblance of a horror movie set. I was glad when I heard the faint sound of the rail car approaching the station. The sooner I got this eerie evening over with, the better. Read more »

My Halloween Experience

Tonight is Halloween, a special night. Of course all of us have heard scary stories, things to frighten us for the thrill of it. Some scary stories shouldn’t be shared. There are things out there, you just don’t fuck with. This is one of those things.

Halloween of 2016 I was stuck at my grandmas, parents out of town and didn’t want me getting into trouble. So I decided to go to sleep, mostly in protest of my parents, instead of passing out candy. My uncle called the house and grandma came to tell me she was heading to his place, to help out my uncles mother in law. She put out a bucket of candy, with a sign of take one.

Of course I couldn’t sleep, it was only 7 pm. She had gone so I decided to just kinda hang out. My grandmas basement is set up as a mini gym (by that I mean a treadmill) and a storage room. So I decided to just work out (I played soccer in high school, it wasn’t unusual) Read more »

A Naughty Woman And Her Fucktoy

You are lying on my bed…completely naked…blindfolded…spread eagled, arms and legs tethered. I slowly crawl onto the bed in between your legs. I gently kiss you, low on your right thigh. Moving up, I leave a trail of soft kisses…moving to your left thigh, I leave an equally soft trail. Your struggling decreases just a bit. My fingertips trace a path from your knees, up your thighs to your groin. You’re still unsure of what’s to happen. I gently rake my nails down your thighs. There’s a slight movement from your cock…your body beginning to betray you already.
This naughty woman scant inches away from you. You feel my breath warm across your cock. Again, slight movement. Showering your cock with kisses, I slide my tongue over the head of your cock and into my mouth. I hear a gasp as your body relaxes into the bed and I swallow your cock. “Oh god” makes its way to my ears as I work your cock in and out of my mouth. Your cock grows rock hard in my mouth and I can’t help but moan against it. I pull away just as you begin to rock your hips in sync with my sucking. I flick your cock with my finger and slap your thigh sharply with a riding crop.”Ow! OW! Fuck! What the hell??!” Me being a naughty woman, I work on taking complete control of you. Read more »

My desire [sadism]

Lying on the bed in just pants and a t-shirt I idly consider playing with myself. But I know you’ll be home soon, and I’d rather save myself for you. So when I hear the door go, I rush downstairs to meet you. Throwing my arms around you wildly I push you against the door, kissing you fervently until you pick me up and carry me back to the bedroom.

I’m thrown onto the bed, from which I have a delightful view of your broad chest as you strip off your pants and t-shirt. Excitement overtakes me and I pull you down, pinning you to the bed. I can feel the tension rise as I straddle you, erection hard against my wet panties.

You push me off, and we grapple for dominance. But you’re bigger and stronger than me, so no matter how much I wriggle and squirm, I end up pinned beneath you. Your breath is hard and ragged on the back of my neck. I twist, trying to escape, but your hand wraps round the back of my neck and forces me back onto the bed. A trickle of fear runs through me, there is no escape. Read more »

The Meeting

It’s been a long time coming

They’ve teased on it

Laughed about it

Fantasized about it

And it’s here – happening now

They meet

eyes locking

It’s always different in person but…

This moment is right

Sly smile full of anticipation

She takes his hand

They walk

Nervous excitement

My place is right over there…

She’s leaning against the wall

One leg up

Skirt starting to hike

Then comes that come hither look

He approaches

First a nibble then a peck

They kiss

Tongues entwined

His hands find her hips

She pulls him closer

He winds his hands up her sides pulling her arms over head as their fingers lace together

The kiss deepening

her back slightly arched

His hands slide down the front to wrap around and find her behind.

Soft and cool beneath the lace

He searches under her skirt, pulls her panties to the side

There…

She’s wet

He’s found her spot

Her eyes closed he lowers himself to his knees Read more »

Erotic Story Competition

Every week I will run a new competition for those of you who have an idea but don’t know how to put it into words. The entry requirements and information can be found here:

https://www.emmaharderauthor.com/single-post/2017/10/30/Erotic-Short-Story-Competition

So if you want a story brought to life then why not enter?!
Please delete this post if you feel it breaks any rules!

4 Essential Tips To Know Why Romantic Genre is Our Very Own Favorite

Romance is necessary for life, without it life will eventually feel dull. Whether experience it in real life or experience it from books. You can get a bucketload of a dose of romance from novels and stories. You can get the kind of romance that will leave you wanting more from books. Nowadays you can get any kind of love stories you want in books. From tragic romance to [trashy romance novel] (http://www.123articleonline.com/articles/1018527/4-essential-tips-to-know-why-romantic-books-can-make-you-happy), any kind of story you want is at your disposal.

Dominatrix Kyra Kidnaps Keith

Keith is a sweet good looking guy with a slim, tone, and tan body. But he has a secret. He craves to being treated like a slave by a dominant woman like Dominatrix Kyra. Keith put an ad on femdom dating site having no idea where it would lead. Dominatrix Kyra, a beautiful dominant woman with dark hair and a curvy fit body finds his profile. She has been working on a plan with her girlfriends to kidnap a slave in an isolated area to use, humiliate, and abuse in imaginative ways.

http://femdoming.com/dominatrix-kyra-kidnaps-keith/

Beauty and the Cougar, pt. 1 [FF]

It’s a story as old as time, or at least as old as sex: powerful corporate executive uses status to have sex with impressionable young girls. Yup, I do that. I’ve done that too many times to count, in fact. Thankfully, however, there are a few things that set me apart from the Weinsteins, the Aileses and the Cosbys of this world.

First of all, I never use coercion to get those young, sweet, impressionable girls to sleep with me. When I seduce them, I make it clear that I am interested in fucking them, but I generally go to the point of killing the mood in asking for clear consent. This is partially to do with the horrible, perverse things I want to do to these girls, but I’ll get back to that later…

Second, if the girl is working at or for my company, I make it very clear that sleeping with me, or refusing to do so, will not affect their position in the company in any way. She gets no favours if she does it, and there are no hard feelings and no repercussions if she doesn’t.

And third, I am a woman. Read more »

The Pleasure of Strangers [oral][Mf][Dom/Sub]

My eyes fluttered open. A soft grey morning light from an overcast day streamed through the window sheers. The mansion was dead quiet. I heard the bathroom door shut and the shower spritz on. I peeked up over the bed to see the Missus with her back towards me lying naked under duvet. I laid back down on the carpeted floor, pulling the blanket over my shoulders which ached from sleeping on the floor. My fingers lingered on the padded leather collar still around my neck. What the hell am I doing here in this sex club? Why did I allow myself to be sold to this couple; the dominant man and his beautiful auburn haired wife with boobs as big as mine. When they were done having fun with me last night, they kicked me out of the bed and made me sleep on the floor beside them. I awoke naked with my long sugar brown hair covering my face. I brushed it aside.

The mattress squeaked with movement and I looked up to see the Missus gazing over the side at me. Her hair was a delightful mess.

“Good morning,” she said.

“Morning.” Read more »