Category: eroticliterature

While he sleeps [m/f]

Hi, this is the first time I ever post an erotica online and I'm not very good with English.

It's not finished yet but I hope enjoy it, please feel free to leave a comment and language corrections :)

He sneaked his hand inside my shirt and caressed my boob looking at me in the dark, I look at him surprised as he makes a silent noise with his finger. As I started to get hot and feel my blood rushing he began to fiddle his fingers on my nipple… Making it tickle and get hard, which made me feel good at the same time I wanted to moan and cry.

He noticed me feeling the pleasure as he then grabbed my boob tightly and got closer to me. His face right in front of mine, he kissed me and stuck his tongue inside me mouth… As we began to taste each other, he slides hand downward.

Surprised, I grabbed his hand and looked at him, I whispered ‘We are going to wake your brother…’ Read more »

An Unforgettable Sexy Night. – Story by N&R

An Unforgettable Night

Finally the time has almost come. It’s a few minutes before eight in the evening. Your hot Girlfriend is almost about to come. So, right now you’re just waiting for your GF to arrive. You’re impatient. It’s hard to wait for such an extreme hot girl to spend the night with YOU. With you alone, no bullshit, no disturbing, just you two, having fun together. Life’s good right?

2 Minutes early, she finally arrives. And DAMN she’s HOT today. She’s worth the wait, for sure. “Hey there, good evening honey” she says. “H..H..Hi” you say, while you’re absolutely flabbergasted. She’s just breathtaking. Absolutely stunning. 10/10 for sure. You just can’t believe It’s real life. It is though. She seems very happy to see you too. You just can’t stop looking at her face, her body and her clothes. She’s wearing a sexy, cute black skirt, your favourite one. Cute long socks and a white t-shirt. Suddenly you notice one thing: she isn’t wearing a bra. While you look a bit closer, you notice more: her nipples are getting hard already.. Read more »

Keep it in your Pants.

Dead. Yes I am dead. Been so for over two hundred and fifty years. It did not have to happen. It was my fault. I never learned to keep my place, to keep my thing in its place.

It started when Miss Josephine returned from that eastern finishing school. I do not know what they taught her there but I do know that she came back very interested in learning about sex. That is where I come in. You see, I am or rather was, two hundred and fifty years ago, a house slave. I was only six months into my training. I was being groomed to replace Jesse who spent his life serving dinner to the white folks. White gloves and all. Since I was the younger, it was part of my duties to bring in water from the well for the house. That is where it began.

Miss Josephine came to me one day while I was bringing water back to the house. Saucy thing she was too in that frilly dress. Practically begged me to do her. Took my hand and put it straight on her breast. Did not ask me, just did it. Probably figured that since her father owned me, she could do what she liked. It was the truth too, though, I do not think that her father had this in mind. Read more »

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The blurb: See what one leader in New York’s committee for the Supression of Vice called “demoralizing, sensual, indecent, and thoroughly infamous and revolting scenes of sexual excesses” in 1869!

Touted at the time as “one of the richest volumes ever offered to an amatory community,” one Civil War circular said “Every reader of fancy literature who would like to have a good long told with beautiful Kate, the Belle of Delaware, nude, should lose no time in securing this book.”

Originally published anonymously as The Life and Amours OF THE Beautiful, Gay and Dashing Kate Percival The Belle of the Delaware in the 1860s, this incredibly explicit volume will leave you breathlessly amazed at how similar Kate’s erotic exploits are to those we desire for ourselves. A sexual awakening with another teenage girl – very vivid encounters with men – ménage – and toys!

Vintage photos and illustrates of the times added for your viewing pleasure.

The phrasing romanticizes the love act, but there are several very detailed encounters included in this 40,000 word novella. Mature readers only!

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That One Time [MF/MM, strippers, mast, nogaysex]

This is the first erotic story I've ever written. Any comments, positive or negative, would be appreciated.

The six of us pulled up to the club around 10 on Saturday night in our minivan taxi, paid the driver $30 and hopped out. Outside of the club were a couple of guys smoking cigarettes and laughing. You could hear the low thump of music through the entrance and smell years of smoke build-up. This wasn't any of our first times to a strip club but it was our first time being to the Moonshine, a club known for "full nude full friction" $20 lap dances. Sure, it was Ryan's bachelor party, but we were all there for our own entertainment just as much. We are all in our mid twenties, average build, just out of college type guys working your typical entry level office and IT jobs. We all had girlfriends (or fiances!) and were just getting used to getting real paycheques every month. We all pretty much decided that this weekend we'd be putting that disposable income to use with fine scotch and lap dances. Read more »

meeting for the first time [MF] [First Person]

I'm disappointed because you can't come see me as we initially planned, and I'm trying to manage my feelings. I try to let myself feel the disappointment, temper it with rational thoughts. I'm concerned because negative feelings often turn to apathy, and I want to hold onto this. I don't want to tell you I'm disappointed because I'm not sure it's appropriate for me to care, and I don't know if you, like me, get weary when someone cares too quickly. As a compromise to myself, I jokingly say that we should meet in Havana instead, a throwback to my initial message to you. You say, "make it Kingston, and we'll take a puddle hopper." So we do, and you fly the plane. I don't know where or how the arrangements were made for the plane, but it's just me and you.

I'm fixated watching you push buttons and move levers on a dashboard that looks vast to me, but your movements seem effortless, like a musician at a piano. You're wearing cargo shorts, and I'm fighting the urge to slide my hand up your thigh. I want to feel your cock in my hand. I want to learn how to move my hand precisely to make it bulge. I want to see how my hand looks wrapped around it, whether my nail polish goes well against color of your skin. I want to watch droplets of cum form around the tip; and I'm biting my lip, thinking about licking those droplets off. Read more »

Taken by the Troops – the Wedding [bondage, MMF, anal worship, 12-inch cock, exhibitionism]

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The morning of my wedding to General Pierce, two days after the sessions of wild orgies and fucking and sucking and licking that had marked my arrival at the base, I awoke to the lazy, rolling licks of two rough Army tongues tickling my clit and taint and asshole.

“Mmmmm….good morning men,” I moaned, stretching out in the silk sheets of my private barracks on the base and spreading my legs wide to give the two young soldiers plenty of room to stuff their tongues and lips into my clit and anus.

The sun was streaming in through the window and I stretched and grunted with pleasure as the young men went to work on me.

In the two short days since I’d first arrived at the base of Kansas’s 88th Artillery Division, I had experienced more sexual bliss than I’d ever known in my three decades on this planet.

And now – a dream come true – I was set to marry General Pierce, and his rock-hard, enormous raging hot dick, to become his forever, and live with him on the base where his men would set about their mission morning, noon and night to pleasure their commander’s beloved little fuckball. Read more »

[M]assage [f]or her

My hands are warm as I rub the massage oil into your skin. The tension drains from you as I slowly knead my fingers into your shoulders and neck. I work my way down your body, my hands gliding smoothly over your back. The pressure of my hands presses you gently into the bed as I massage your back. My thumbs dig into your muscles, stretching and loosening the tension and stress. The steady rhythm of my hands is soothing and you take long slow breaths as you relax.

My hands move lower, spreading the massage oil over your ass. My hands gently slide over you, spreading the warmth of the oil. Your breath catches in your throat as my thumbs press into your buttocks, reaching knots you didn't know were there. The pressure is uncomfortable at first, but slowly gives way to pleasure as the knots slowly release.

I work my way down your your body, my palms on the outside of your thighs. You can feel my thumbs along the back of your thighs, as I rub between your hips and knees. Long, slow strokes along your thigh, back and forth to help you relax. I do the same for your calves, pressing just hard enough to ease the muscles. Read more »