Category: eroticliterature

Who tells it better, men or women?

Hey there, so a myself and a friend have been swapping short stories and debating who tells it better. Would love to hear what you guys think?

Story 1

It was a hot summers day, Fiona was doing her normal routine and getting the train to work, but this morning was different.

She was a little later getting the train, and by the time it arrived it had minimal carriages resulting in the dart being jam packed. The doors opened and people nearly fell out it was that full. She slowly pushed her way in to the middle holding onto the pole in the center. Already she couldn’t wait to get off the train, squashed between back packs, men and women and starting to feel a little worried she won’t be able to breathe. Read more »

She takes control [m/f]

“Do you want to play with me?” she asked, crawling next to me.

“Of course,” I replied, excited at my chance.

I’ve been trying to get her in bed with me for weeks, but I was too shy whenever I spoke to her. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was when she told me to come back to her apartment this morning.
When I walked into her room, she pushed me onto her bed and began to crawl towards me.

“So,” she said, moving her face within a few inches from mine “What should we play with first?”

“Umm,” I started to say. All I could see was her deep brown eyes and dark red lips. “Anything you want,” I finally answered.

“Um, um,” she said smiling, making fun of my nervous reply. “How we play with this-”
She moved her face closer, taking my lips in her mouth, pulling my upper lip and sucking it, letting it drag against her teeth and slide free.

“Yeah,” I said, my heart beating faster in my chest. “Let’s do that.” Read more »

Looking for stories, examples listed.

Ive been reading a few stories on Literotica the last few days about a certain type of story: Gameshows

Does anyone have any other stories similar? Doesn’t have to be just game shows, can also be contests etc

Here are some of the stories I’ve been reading as examples:

https://www.literotica.com/s/moms-on-the-line

https://www.literotica.com/s/sore-loser-game-show-cassie

You Deserve a Punishment [M/F, BDSM]

** *Continuation of [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5f1dhu/a_little_public_naughtiness_mf_ds/)* **

Peter got out of his car. He was home late. Again.

But this time he had a good reason.

It’d been several months since he’d last checked his website; fully automated, it rarely needed him at all. But he liked to keep his hand in it, tweaking and maintaining it. And he liked to read Kat.

He used to check near daily, eager to read her thoughts and words. But now he tended to wait, store up her stories, reading masses of them during rare spare moments.

Today, after talking to Hayato and between his other meetings and jobs, he’d logged on, curious what he’d missed in his wife’s life.

He’d scrolled down to the last post he’d read more than three months ago, an interview with Lyndsey Wayne, a student from one of the local colleges who’d been outed. He’d read the next post. And then the next. The one after that and the one after that.

He kept reading until his phone rang—a client whose appointment he’d missed. After contacting Janie, giving her detailed instructions to handle things for the rest of the day, Peter took his laptop and locked himself in his car. Read more »

Princess and her businessman

His phone vibrated just as he pulled into the driveway. He opened it to reveal a text.
“Come find me. ;)”
He locked the device and climbed out of his car. His lips formed a smile as he opened the front door. He scoured the house top to bottom, looking in each of her usual hiding spots. First, he checked the hall closet, hanging up his coat as he did so. Then he looked in each bedroom and the bathrooms, calling her name as he went, although he knew she wouldn’t answer. Finally, he made his way to her office door, and turned the knob.
There she was, the love of his life, his tiny firecracker wife. Their eyes met and his breath caught in his throat. He took in the sight before him. She was perched delicately on the corner of her unusually barren mahogany desk, long auburn hair cascading down her back. Her coal black business skirt rode up on her creamy thighs. The sheer black stockings with red lace hugged her legs, and exposed a bare inch of skin just above her knees. She tapped the heel of her dainty foot repetitively against the desk, and smirked at her man.
“Took ya long enough.”
He laughed softly and loosened his silk tie, shedding the stress of his day as it fell. His other garments were discarded without thought, as he moved closer to her. He stood before her, bare apart from his favorite plaid boxers.
Her chocolate eyes seared his skin as they traveled over him. She quickly, yet thoroughly, took in each of her lover’s assets. He was at least a head taller than her five foot frame, and the bulk of him made her feel safe. His curly brown hair begged to be tousled. She absentmindedly licked her cherry red lips.
His blue eyes pierced her as he watched her study him. She looked up into the gray-blue storm of his eyes and remembered why she’d fallen for him. His brooding intelligence, warm embrace, and gorgeous eyes had captivated her. His ability to make her laugh, however, had won her heart.
He finally reached her, leaning down to cup her tiny chin in his large hand.
“I missed you,” he breathed into her ear.
She leaned in against his solid frame.
He kissed her gently and unhurriedly, parting her legs to fit himself between them. Her skirt was shoved up to her waist as his fingers deftly undid the buttons of her blouse. Her fingers wound their way into his hair, tugging gently on the spirals.
He cupped her ass and dug in his fingers. She moaned into his kiss, leaning back slightly to give him access to her neck. He took the hint, planting small kisses down her throat to the thin skin just below her collarbone, where he roughly bit down.
She sucked in a shallow breath and moaned his name, digging her unpolished nails into his exposed back. He removed her bra slowly, savoring the way his fingertips tingled as they slid over her smooth skin. He bent to kiss each nipple softly, and suckle just enough to force a small whimper from her lips.
He picked up her hand and kissed each finger once, then pulled her to her feet.
She could feel her muscles tense as his hands explored her, and the heat pooling between her legs. He pulled back from her embrace, crossing his eyes and sticking out his tongue at her. Leave it to him to turn a passionate moment into a silly one.
She giggled, weaving her fingers into his. He pulled her to the window sill.
“Say it.” He growled into her ear.
“Say what?” She playfully avoided his question, batting her eyelashes.
He jerked her remaining clothing from her body and pushed her small frame against the frigid bay window. Her nipples hardened into tight little beads, and her breath escaped in a rush.
His hand wound into her copper hair and he pulled her head back sharply.
“Don’t make me tell you again.”
“I want them to see me. I want the neighbors to watch you fuck me.” She whispered, face glowing crimson.
He slid a finger into her wetness, and she pressed her ass against him. He brought the finger coated in her honey up to her lips.
“Suck,” he commanded.
She licked tentatively, then did as she was told, tasting herself for the first time in weeks. He spun her around to face him, and pulled her back to the desk, laying her down and pulling her close to the edge. He parted her knees and sat in the desk chair, positioning himself between her legs.
He dipped a finger slowly in and out of her entrance, and kissed the inside of her thigh lightly. He licked and sucked the soft flesh until she was panting, then bit down slowly but firmly. He kissed the fresh bruise and moved on to her center, blowing lightly on the moist folds. He knew exactly where to stroke with his tongue to keep her on edge until he was ready for her release. When he finally allowed it, her orgasm crashed through her body, and she screamed and clutched his hair.
He chuckled softly to himself, and glanced down at his erection, pulling it out of his boxers.
He pulled her off the desk and onto his lap, impaling her with excruciating slowness. He lifted her suddenly off of him, and to her feet, and her lower lip stuck out in a pout he knew all too well.
“Back to the window, Princess.”
She scurried over and put her hands on the glass to brace herself, spreading her legs for him. He reached around to her waist and adjusted her posture, pulling her backwards slightly and forcing her upper body forward. He slid back into her gently, grunting his pleasure. He thrust in with the speed of a man who has all the time in the world to make love to is wife.
She squirmed against him, trying to force him to move faster, but he pulled her hair roughly in warning and she stilled. He captured one breast in his hand, massaging gently as he sped up slightly. She moaned her pleasure, as he knew she would. She sped up, growing rougher with each thrust into her warmth.
He looked out the window at the neighbor’s house and noticed their teenage son watching from his window. He smiled to himself, and bellowed as his seed spilled into her.
Her climax washed over her, her walls tightening rhythmically, and she collapsed against him, spent.
He turned her to face him and kissed her softly on the nose.
He took her to their bed, removed the stockings and dressed her in her favorite of his t-shirts. He tucked her in, cuddling her already sleepy form. She curled around him, and quickly drifted off, her slim fingers tangled in his hair.

Awakenings (m/f)

While my lover was away on a business trip, he sent me a text message while I was sleeping. He wanted to let me know he was thinking about me. As I began to read the text message, I had to put the phone down because I began to blush. After composing myself I could finally read what was awaiting me:
“I was thinking about I would love to be in bed with you right now, lying next to you as you sleep. I had a fantasy about what I would do to you. I was thinking how my hand would be running along your leg to the top of your knee and then I would gently run my fingers up the inner part of your thigh until I reached your pussy. I would slowly start to play with your clit and rub the top of your pussy. When you started to stir, I would gently motion with my knee into the back of your knee to persuade you to open your legs, just far enough so I could slide my finger inside of you, while my thumb begins to work your clit. As your pussy starts to get warmer and wet, I go under the covers and push my face down between your legs. I let my tongue take over from where my fingers left off. As I start to suck on your clit, you begin to wake even more. You are still tired and you begin to ask me what I am doing. I’m not listening so I can’t answer you back, this would take me away from your pussy, which at this point is dripping wet. I can tell how badly she wants my cock inside of her, but not yet…. I notice my fingers are feeling bored so while my tongue is preoccupied with your delicious clit, I slide my two fingers inside of you. I start to stroke the top of your g spot as I push my thick fingers further inside of your tight pussy. What seems like a pleasurable yet agonizing wait, I emerge from the sheets with my cock in my hand. As you lay there, not yet completely fulfilled, yet still short of breath, I kiss you. As my tongue slides into your mouth you feel my hard cock push inside of you. You moan knowing it’s what your pussy has been waiting for. I feel you wrap yourself around me and kiss me back, forcing your tongue inside my mouth as I push my hips closer to your hips. My hand holds the back of your neck, bringing you closer to my mouth. My other hand is gripped around your perfect ass cheek, pulling it closer towards me so you don’t miss out on one inch of my cock. This incredible feeling of euphoria rushes over the both of us and you begin to start urging me to fuck you harder. Your call to “fuck me harder” results in me turning you over, but I can’t stop kissing you so I pull your mouth back to mine. As I do this, you feel how lubed my cock is and you expect what is coming. I begin to push my hard cock into your ass and at first it hurts but it’s a pleasurable pain, which you love. You begin to arch your back, inviting me to keep going. With your supple breasts keeping my hand busy and the other back on your clit, I push my cock in as far as it will go. The pain is gone and all you can feel is how good my hard cock is inside of you. I slide my fingers inside your pussy and you start to shutter. You begin to feel it coming, a gasp of breath, a warm flush. As your pussy starts to cum, you start screaming, “Don’t stop”, so I don’t. Instead, I push my face back into your pussy and we start all over again. Xx”