His girlfriend was already in bed. After good food and a few too many great drinks, 10:30 P.M. seemed early to me. We'd snuck off a few times earlier in the evening to touch and kiss, but I wanted more. A lot more, in fact. The warm buzz from the night's drinks turned to lust and bravery. I wanted to teach his girlfriend a lesson. She never kept him satisfied or even made an effort, and here we were in their living room, ready to ravage each other at any moment. I was hungry to please him. He made me feel brave and sexy and loved and I couldn't imagine how his girl, whom he chose to spend his life with, could be so selfish and ignore his needs, especially when he catered to her every desire.
Category: eroticliterature
Connor’s Treat [MF][exhibitionist][public][footjob][mild femdom]
So I got into a write-off with someone on DKP – figured I'd post it. Fantasy: Footjob under table in restaurant and bathroom surprise Word limit: 3000 EDIT: Formatting
Stephanie and Connor were wrapping up their lazy Saturday afternoon with some Netflix. Connor sat, naked, on a pillow at her feet, resting her head against her legs. Meanwhile, she slowly stroked his hair. As the episode quieted down, Connor’s stomach growled loudly, startling him out of his half-awake state.
“I guess we’ve been sitting here for a while, haven’t we?” Stephanie laughed, as Connor’s face turned bright red. “Are you hungry?”
“Yes, mistress,” Connor said.
Stephanie leaned over and kissed the top of his head. “You’ve been such a good boy for me this week. You haven’t cum in so long but you’re still so patient. How about we go out to eat? I’ll give you a treat while we’re there.”
“Thank you, mistress, I would like that a lot.”
“You may stand.”
Connor wobbled slightly as he stood, and shook the pins and needles out of his legs.
“What should I wear, mistress?” Connor asked.
My first erotica story available on Amazon. Scifi/android story
Hi everyone! I'm Adora. I recently wrote my first erotica story. It's a bit of a timid start in terms of the sex, but I've gained my bearings, and it looks like the next installment will be much busier for my characters and will feature more bi sex.
I'm excited to start this process, and I could really use some feedback. I also have plans to start a blog that will focus on erotica, writing, self-publishing tips (in terms of my learning process) and sex toy reviews (men and women's toys).
The first part of this serial is available here for .99: A Spark is Lit
Honest feedback is encouraged and appreciated. I was living in my own bubble, now I'm entering this world! I look forward to getting to know everyone and becoming a better writer. Feel free to PM me.
Thank you!
Candice Swanepoel and Hermann Nicoli [Celebrity story]
I was asked very nicely by a redditor to write this story about these two:
but he deleted his account the day after asking me. By this time I was already half way through the story, so I thought I would finish it off for y'all. This is my first submission so I hope you enjoy! PM's welcome :)
A loving wife [cheat][MC][MF]
My wife and I had been married for twelve years, our sex life had gone from everyday, sometimes twice a day down to once a week, or even every other week. The sex we had, when we did have sex, was just not very good, for either of us. At about the same time, we both thought it might be interesting to try swinging, unfortunately, after looking around for a couple to play with us, we just didn't find anyone we even considered.
One day, while clicking around on our home computer I found a strange folder named, 'test'. I was curious so I opened it up. Inside were a number of picture files, as I started looking through the first couple I was surprised to find a few candid pics of my wife. Then as I looked on, it was one picture of a cock after another.
Alt Ending: “Are You Going to Circumcise Me?”
At the request of /u/heartcycle, I wrote an alternate ending to "Are You Going to Circumcise Me?".
It picks up just after the guy (Marcus) asks the military doctor (Dr. Harris) if she's going to circumcise him.
(Note: I have nothing against redheads. Adore them, in fact. It was just easy to identify this one character by her hair, as Marcus didn't know her name.)
“Doctor, are you going to circumcise me?”
She looked at me blankly.
“Of course. Your parents didn’t, so we have to.”
“I don’t want that.”
“Well, the military doesn’t want your foreskin.”
“Why not?”
“Regulations,” she said with a sigh, poking at her tablet, “Probably to do with hygiene and disease prevention.”
“I’ve never heard of such a rule.”
She set her tablet down and looked at me.
“It’s standard procedure, Marcus. I can’t send an uncircumcised recruit to boot camp, and I’m not going to disqualify you for having that foreskin,” she gestured toward my penis. “We can have it off in just a few minutes.”
My eyes darted to the tray, then back to her.
An alternate timeline where where “getting off” is a matter of life and death. [Alternate world]
It took a few years to really get used to the quite literal "maintenance" puberty causes. It happens at different times for everyone, as though it's a ticking time bomb that someone else has the control over. It's not necessarily at the beginning of puberty either, and for some it comes before that transition even occurs & for others like myself, it comes fairly late.
My clock started when I was sixteen. I know, real late, right? Anyways, I was in third period, math to be specific. It's not a weak subject, but I never had much interest in it. It bored me in fact, but I did my best to keep up and stay attentive. It helped in other areas too. Like keeping my more erotic thoughts in check. I had this weird idea that if I just avoided it altogether, it would never happen to me. A life without sex of any kind wasn't so bad. At least you didn't die spontaneously. Still, I was a teen with raging hormones, and even without thinking about it, I'd get a hard-on for no reason at all, at any time of day, no matter the situation. My dad warned me it wouldn't help to avoid it altogether, it would actually make it worse. Hed say "Jo, you've at least got to do it yourself, otherwise, it will make your life hell before your clock even begins. Besides, it will be good practice! So, you know, think about it." I still haven't ever tried it. I guess I'm too afraid of breaking my long absence of the subject, and accidentally starting my "clock".
Long Time No See (looking for feedback)
I recently reignited contact with an old lover, we are far apart but are planning a reunion so I have decided to email her small erotic stories every day until then. I am going to post the first 5 parts here, please give any suggestions or criticism! This is new to me and I want to be as hot as possible. Thanks.
Long Time No See (Parts 1-5)
My heart skips a beat when you open the door, my hands are trembling. I waste no time as years of pent up passion are released from their prison, I grab your arms and force you against the door while my lips crash into yours.
I press against you as our tongues fight between our lips, my cock stiffens, grinding against your belt.
"I love the taste of your kiss", I whisper to you while my hands roam inward to your breasts.
I grip the fabric of your shirt and pull it apart with the force of a thousand frustrated nights. My mouth immediately finds your erect nipple as you throw your bra across the room, you gasp sharply and instantly exhale as I pull it between my tongue and my teeth.
“Are You Going to Circumcise Me?” (xposted from /r/foreskin)
Everyone expected the intake center to be staffed entirely by women. All the men were needed for the war, including us, the draftees.
This was a new facility, run by a contractor, set up in a hurry to meet the demand for fresh troops. It opened two days before my induction date.
I stepped off the bus out front, having been told we couldn't drive ourselves here. No one would be able to take our cars home, they said, because we would be transported straight from the facility to boot camp. They also said to dress in throwaway clothes, because we'd be leaving in uniform.
That made for an interesting combination of appearances in the holding room. We'd all worn our shabbiest clothing, but we were also freshly washed and shaven, because we all knew we'd be examined up-close by women.
I waited in the room with several dozen other guys, age 18-25. Nobody had much to say, as we were all strangers. So when the door opened and a big woman stepped in and barked, "This way!" we jumped.
The Daughters of Welliver [mf] [weird fantasy] [fdom]
Andrei made his way along a crumbling roof that ran parallel to Welliver’s brine-lashed seafront. The rooftops of Welliver were very steep, and decrepit, and were it not for the multitude of horrors that stalked the narrow streets beneath their eaves they would have made a poor choice of thoroughfare. But all very present those dread legions were, so the creaking rooftops and the precarious old planks and ropes running between them presented the lesser danger.
Many of the shingles of the seafront roofs had come loose from their seats or were missing altogether, allowing the passage of rainwater and sea-spray that corrupted the supporting beams and caused the ridges to sag between the solemn stone chimneys like a miserable row of bunting. The remaining slates were heavy with moss and tufts of tall grass and hearty mats of ivy seeded by gulls, more slippery and treacherous with each passing winter. Beyond the rooftops the grey water of the harbor was thick with the barnacled masts and ragged sails of ships, all abandoned, dashed and sunk long before Andrei was born.