I hear you arrive home and i rush to the door, without saying a word you take me to the bedroom and push me to my knees, being the little cum slut i am i know whats this means and my heart races with anticipation. You take of your top off as i quickly undo your belt and take off your pants, shoes and socks, you lie down on the bed and i can see the head of your cock through the leg of your boxers, thrilled with the thought that it will soon be making it way into my mouth.
Category: eroticliterature
The Hung Ex-Husband [Cuckold]
This is a complete story from my new cuckold erotica anthology. You can find it on Amazon here – http://www.amazon.com/Cuckolds-Hotwives-More-Insatiable-Wives-ebook/dp/B00W9XH7UW/
THE HUNG EX-HUSBAND
“What’s in this shoebox?” I asked.
Megan slammed the top shut and ripped the box out of my hands.
“ . . . It’s nothing,” she said.
I stared at her. My pulse quickened. What was in that shoebox?
“I totally forgot about this box,” she said, her eyes cast down.
“. . . What is it?” I asked.
She let out a sigh.
“Just . . . promise you won’t be mad.”
“Okay. I guess.”
“. . . It has a bunch of dirty pictures. From when Tom and I were married,” she said.
“Oh. Hunh.”
She winced as she tried to gauge my reaction.
“Pictures of the two of you?” I asked.
She nodded.
“I had totally forgot,” she said. “You believe me, right?”
“Yeah,” I said. “Of course I trust you. Plus, that box has been buried in the garage since I moved in five years ago.”
“But, I mean, I wasn’t secretly saving them or anything.”
Literotica
I have posted a bunch of stories at Literotica. But I'm about to checkout of there.
Here is why: I recently posted one bit about something I read here on reddit and a mod deleted it because it was 'spam'. I did not post a link. I posted a user name and a description of what was posted here on reddit. I did not copy anything from reddit to post on Lit.
This is not the first time that a post of mine on the forum has been spiked because I referenced another web site. I do not post spam. I do not use Lit to try to drive traffic to other sites (if I was doing that, I think my post should be spiked).
Here is the Lit rule:
- Any post or PM made with the intent of promoting another site or a product will be removed. Spam is strictly forbidden. You may not send unsolicited PM's or emails to other users trying to promote other websites or products. Literotica is not a place to promote other websites, and we are very strict on this issue. If you abuse this policy, you will be banned. If you persist, your ISP will be contacted.
Labyrinth Breed [M/F, Minotaur/Human, Impreg]
This is a free short story I wrote for a friend who greatly enjoys the fantasy of getting bred by some big mythological beast, like a centaur or minotaur. This is published on Literotica under the pen name Uh-Oh, and my professional works (mostly risky sex/impregnation-themed) can be found on Smashwords and Amazon under the name Derren Grathy. I also operate a free blog featuring impregnation/pregnancy erotic called Impregnation Erotica. Please enjoy and comment!
Labyrinth Breed
Selene awoke in the depths of the Labyrinth, alone. Exiled by her people and sacrificed to the insatiable appetite of that horrid maze, she and her sisters in suffering were quickly taken by its monstrous denizens. The ambush was quick and decisive, only letting them scream in woe mere moments before it was over. Selene felt the dry sandy stone beneath her bare palms, and shivered beneath the thin veil of her sacrificial dress.
She was alone in a cell, or rather just another cavern in that place. Did the beasts here even know or care about such distinctions? Her eyes adjusted to the only dim, flickering light coming from the main room beyond. The sounds of her compatriots echoed from there — some groans muffled and suppressed, some wails piercing through the haze, but above all came the distinct sounds of their captors. Deep and inhuman, the bellows of the beasts roared into Selene's dismal room as she stared out at the scene.
i want [MF] [oral]
When I walk in the door, I want you to be waiting for me. I want you to be ready for me. I want you grab me by my hips as soon as I am close enough and pull them against yours, walking forward, forcing me to step back. I want you to back me up against the wall and pin me there with your body, whispering in my ear how bad you want me. I want you to kiss my neck and chest while my hands wander up and down your back, until you grab them and put them above my head, holding both of my hands in one of yours. I want you to rock your hips against me so I can feel you growing while your free hand wanders from my hips to my breasts, grabbing and squeezing through my shirt. I want you to kiss my mouth and bite my bottom lip just hard enough to hurt. I want you pressed up against me so I can feel your cock's reaction to my moans.
The elf prisoner
I'm kind of new to all this, so let me know what you think!
Tevin sat in his stone cell, dearly missing the moonlight as he awaited his fate. The elf was tall, slender, and looked mostly how you’d imagine an elf, minus a new cut that swept across his cheek and down to his chin. His armor was taken from him, and he was now dressed only in a simple loincloth. Far from the elegant drapings he was used to.
Soon he heard footsteps coming from the dark hallway outside his cell. Torchlight slowly crept into sight as he was able to make out three figures. Two were normal guards, completely covered in armor. Behind them was Deigratia, the human warrior queen, dressed in white robes with a metal belt, chest protector, and shoulder coverings.
The three humans turned toward Tevin’s cell. Deigratia smiled wickedly at him as the guards opened the door. Confused, Tevin backed away, until he was in the corner of the stoney room.
Once inside, the queen motioned for her guards to leave. They did so as after closing the cell. Now Deigratia was alone with Tevin.
Former employee needs a friend (PART 3)
"Oh my god!" She said as it kept growing. She moved to the side and step and looked at it slightly lower. "That's crazy. I've never been with someone this big!" She giggled and moved to the other side and put her arm next to the shaft to compare sizes (it was smaller than her arm, but not by much). She looked up at me as if to ask 'what are we going to do now?' I reached over and turned the shower off. She looked confused as I grabbed her and picked her up and held her ass as she wrapped her legs around me kissing me. I walked her into the bedroom and sat on the bed, making my cock press against her back as she was now sitting on my lap. She breathed hard as it rubbed on her back and she reached behind to stroke it while we kissed. I figured I would continue my nice-guy routine and go down on her first. I also genuinely love going down on women, so double-plus in this instance. I stood up and placed her on the edge of the bed and moved onto my knees. She started to stop me, and I just grabbed her and pulled her thong to the side putting my mouth directly on her pussy. She was completely shaven and soft and smooth. I could tell that she was actually turned on by breakfast because she was pretty wet already. She stopped protesting once I moved my tongue across her slit. She didn't let go of my hair and head, just half guided my around, half followed me when I moved. I hadn't been licking just the outside for more than half a minute before she suddenly sundered and then relaxed.
Former employee needs a friend (PART 2)
I woke up earlier than Shawna and slid out of bed to get breakfast started. She was snoring super loud so I grabbed my phone and made a recording of it to blackmail her with it later. I fried up so bacon and eggs with toast and jam and put it onto two plates. I set one on a tray with a flower from a bookshelf and brought it into the bedroom. Shawna was awake and smiling when I came in with a tray and set it down at the foot of the bed. I pulled out a prop up tray that made it so she could eat while propped up in bed. "What's so funny" I asked as she giggled when I set the plate and tray on top.
"Nothing…Well, it's not nothing, it's you. You don't see all the little things you do, do you?" She crunched the toast and looked at me for a second
"What do you mean? The breakfast thing? I just thought it would be nice. I was going to make this anyway for myself, I jut thought I'd cut you in on the action" I quickly skipped back into the kitchen and grabbed my plate and two glasses of orange juice, handing her one. She smiled again and laughed.
Former employee needs a friend (PART 1)
I recently left a job after training one of my employees to replace me. Needed a change of scene and I wanted to promote Shawna, one of my employees, to manager. I liked her spirit and was proud of how she well she had done at the company. I guess I just liked her as a person and wanted to see her succeed – kinda corny but true. We had a fun relationship in the shop – we both had the same sense of humor, both learned from each other and we both found each other interesting. She was one of the few people I could talk to comfortably about most things. I never brought up inappropriate subjects seriously, only ever as a punchline to startle someone and make her laugh. She had been going out with a guy she had met at school before she graduated and they seemed like they were okay together, but I always felt like it was one sided. Whenever we hung out, she seemed like she was making all the effort to talk, have fun, even just come up with ideas of what to do like what to cook or what movie to go see. He wasn't a jerk, just seemingly uninterested.
Snuggling with daddy
When she woke up, she wasn't quite sure where she was at first; It wasn't her bed… but as her mind started to clear she remembered. The thunderstorm last night had been a doosey, and had scared her so much that she had snuggled into bed with daddy. She didnt like to do that any more; after all, big girls arent afraid of a little thunder and she definitely wanted daddy to start treating her like a big girl.
That did also explained a few other things though… who she was on top of, whose arms were wrapped around her waist, and… wait, that hadn't happened before. The night before she had taken her panties off (she loved how the silky nightie felt against her bare skin) and now she felt something against her kitty. As she shifted she rubbed up and down it… and felt her own little bolt of lightning shoot up her spine. She never would have guessed how good the rough cotton fabric would feel, but she knew she wanted more. Still with her eyes closed, she started rubbing harder and faster against… well, they must be daddy's boxers.