Category: eroticliterature

Farewell happy hour [MF] [Cheating]

It’s your last day at work. You’re going to meet your coworkers for your farewell happy hour at a bar nearby. You’re moving away and this would be the last time that you see most of them. You know most of your coworkers are coming but you’re particularly excited that “he” is going to be there.

You and he have been friends since he started there. He’s easy to talk to and the conversation flows. You also really enjoy the attention he gives you. He likes to flirt and you laugh and flirt back. He knows you’re with someone but it’s just harmless flirting. At least it started out that way.

Over the course of a few months you were texting each other pretty regularly. Mostly about work but he would always turn the conversation at the end. You couldn’t help but fall into his little traps. Things were heating up and your flirting couldn’t easily be brushed off anymore if you were caught. Read more »

I (m) fucked the the new barmaid (f) (non-fiction, although it was 20 years ago, so no real dialog and a little embellished) no real kink, just a nice memory

When I was a younger man I worked in a bunch of bars and restaurants, (I bounced around a little bit, different towns and cities, it was good way to meet new people) this was back in the days when half of your job description as bar staff was to be flirty and fairly good looking, if you could work a till it was a bonus. So, I had been living above and working at this little pub on the edge of a university town city centre for about a year, it had the vibe and customers of a village pub but was just a five minuet walk from the clubs and restaurants in the town centre. For the most part it was a fairly quiet place, busy for lunch during the week and weekend evenings before the regulars headed off into town, and so there wasn’t much by way of staff, just the landlord, Jay, who cooked and worked the nights when we had bridge or darts on, his boyfriend, Stan, who had a day job and just helped out when he was needed, the cleaner, Sam, who had been working there since before Jay took over, she also did the odd shift behind the bar, and then me, I worked most nights behind the bar. Read more »

Story Time: School Day – Pt 1 (2)

If this is your first time reading a post of mine, read [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vczqa2/story_time_school_day_intro/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) one first.

This is the second half. Enjoy!

“Oh yeah, look at that pussy. Fuck, you could fit Everest in there right now, she’s so damn horny.”
-“No question; who wants to go first?”
—“Is that even a question, dude?”
As you hear the last, two things happen at once. You feel the slab in your throat begin to twitch as the boy picks up his pace, ramming your throat with merciless abandon as he reaches his climax. Even as his cum fills your throat, you feel a thick shaft prodding between your legs before quickly finding your opening and pushing inside. Immediately, a finger spears into your ass with no warning, warmup, or lube; even as this cock is pounding away in your pussy, hands on the belt in your skirt to hoist you up and onto this man, ravaging you from behind, this man has buried his thumb deep inside your ass, and everything is now so much more sensitive because of it, the dick inside you filling you that much more. Read more »

Story Time: School Day – Pt 1 (1)

If this is your first time reading a post of mine, read [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vczqa2/story_time_school_day_intro/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) one first.

Hello all, this is the first “class period” of the kinky school day story. Reddit had me break it in half, so this is the first half. Second half is up. Hope you enjoy!

It had been hinted at for weeks, and you’re sure it’s going to happen today. You’re not sure what it is, or how far it’s going to go, but one thing is for sure: *everyone* knows about it except for you. You’d been getting longing stares, death glares, envious looks, and a variety of other reactions for no apparent reason throughout the past month, from everyone from the teachers to the nerds to the jocks and cheerleaders. They’d been getting more frequent in the past week, but the levels of excitement in the hallways and classrooms has reached its peak. Whatever is going to happen, it has to happen now. Read more »

Story Time: School Day – Intro

A redditor who shall remain unnamed (untagged?) asked me to write a few scenes for her, but broke off contact unexpectedly. Given this, I figured I’d post them here.

Firstly, this post (this one right here, the one you’re reading) should be read before the story itself. This “document” will inform the reader of information regarding the subject, style, and content of the short story.

The following content warnings are now fully in effect: sexual content, violence, very mild gore / cutting, foul language, total control, Dom/Sub dynamic (loosely), dub/noncon.

The story is written in second person, addressing you as though you are a young woman going to school. Heinous things then happen and great fun is had by all (maybe even you have fun, too). The story is written as a description to the reader.

All characters are over the age of eighteen.

With all that out of the way, if you belong to the 0.1% of Redditors who may enjoy this type of story, I hope you do!

[First Period, Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vczxwi/story_time_school_day_pt_1_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[First Period, Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vczy8q/story_time_school_day_pt_1_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

The Sterling Club Part 3: I [F/36] am initiated into an elite sex club

It wasn’t until I felt two sets of hands on me that I realized my eyes had been closed. My breath quickened as I felt the strong hands of a man snake their way around my waist and squeeze. The Sterling had slid her hands down my legs and was holding me in place by my ankles. I was rooted to this spot on the stage… waiting for whatever was to come next. I took a deep breath and coaxed my eyes open, immediately finding you in the audience. Even behind your mask, I could feel your eyes telling me that I was good. That I was doing well. That you were proud of your little pet – up there on the stage for all to see. Reassured, I threw back my head and stood a little higher. Holding my gaze you made your way through the crowd and up onto the stage standing in front of me. The feeling of being retrained always makes me wet, but here – being held in place by human hands… feeling their warm grip around my ankles and my waist was powerfully erotic. Wordlessly you took both of my wrists in one hand lifting them up over my head and slid your other hand around my mouth. You pushed your fingers inside and whispered “Suck” and I closed my eyes as the familiar taste and feel of you washed over my senses. Read more »

A Friendly Competition (tease, pov, short) [M/F]

We’ve been friends for years. Our bond is undeniable, long talks about everything and nothing all at the same time. You’d always come to me about guy trouble and I’d periodically tell you about my escapades. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you last. I tell you to come over and let’s catch up, I also mention I have a bottle of wine that my last girl didn’t finish for you. Discontent with receiving someone’s “leftovers” you begrudgingly agree.

You come over, it’s late, the sun has long since set. You come in and we sit on the couch in my living room. My roommate isn’t home but he should be coming back later. We talk for a while and you eventually finish the bottle of wine. Feeling good you want to put on some music in the background and start scrolling through the options. You get to my playlist labeled “pillow talk” and get intrigued. Read more »

The bus – Revised (groped, reluctant, non-consensual, masturbation, violent sex, anal)

If you asked her the first time a man had touched her on the bus, riding around the city, she wouldn’t have been able to tell you. The first touches had been so long ago, perhaps on a city bus, perhaps on one painted yellow. She wasn’t sure. She just knew it was a constant. She always pretended to hate it and perhaps even did in the beginning. Strange peers and men, all taking without asking, touching without permission. She wasn’t even that pretty, not really. Not ugly by any means, not a butter-face as some might say. Just plain, unassuming, wearing little if any makeup and no clothing begging for attention to be drawn to her.

She didn’t even really date or go out. She kept to herself and as she moved into her small apartment, the only other thing in her life was her cat to keep her company as she watched TV or slept. Other than that, the only other constant in her life was her work. A boring job at a boring department store that took a boring 45-minute bus ride to arrive and often closer to an hour to get back from. She was gray personified in a world of color, a shadow, just background noise that no one noticed or cared about. Read more »

What a Son Wants – Part 06 [incest, mf, blind fold, gang bang, glory hole, humiliation, dubcon]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ushpqm/what_a_son_wants_part_01_mf_dubcon_incest/) – [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uttara/what_a_son_wants_part_02_mf_incest_oral_piv/) – [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uxmdua/what_a_son_wants_part_03_mf_incest_dubcon/) – [Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v1uk39/what_a_son_wants_part_04_incest_dubcon_blackmail/) – [Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v468rc/what_a_son_wants_part_05_incest_mf_dubcon/)

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There was something urgent about the way he fucked her this morning – his hands, quickly, painfully exploring her body, squeezing and probing every orifice, every sloping valley of her legs and thighs; his lips, brushing first soft kisses against the swell of her breasts, then nipping the hard, budded nipples until she whimpered and whined and begged for him to stop; his breath, hard and ragged as he drew closer and closer to his climax.

Brandi knew what it was that spurred this urgency—the end of what he had come to enjoy, come to crave.

Her.

His fingers curled into her sex as his cock slammed into her ass, rocking her forward with each heavy thrust. The shower ran on full blast beside them, the thick steam flowing over the top of the stall, drifting lazily downwards to cover the frenzied fucking of mother and son. Brandi was losing herself, too, her son’s thumb insistently swirling around her clit, his fingers stroking her inner walls to tease her g-spot, until her heart raced and she felt the electric, building pressure that indicated another orgasm. Read more »

Family Vacation Pt. 2 [Incest] [MF]

[*Part I is in here*](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirty_boy69/comments/vbzlbx/family_vacation/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)*. I advice you to read it first. Enjoy your read.*

After leaving the hotel room, after fucking my mom up the ass, I went to a coffee shop next to the ocean. For some coffee, for some nice breakfast while enjoying the views: The ocean and some hot asses – yes, I am a horny fucker. I even got a newspaper, to stay up to date. It was a very relaxing morning.

After some time my sister showed up. Dressed to impress, but somewhat nervous. By the looks of it the experience of earlier was getting to her – yes, finding out that your brother fucks your mom can do that to you. She asked me if it was okay for me when she joins in. I said no problem, sit down wherever you want.

Sis placed herself on the opposite side of the small table. She ordered some coffee and some food. All the time there was some awkward silence between the two of us. No one knew what to talk about, all attempts to break the ice failed. All attempts to start a conversation died off pretty fast. Yes, something was in the air. Then I came up with a grand idea: “Wanna join me in on a boat trip in an hour or two? Nothing but cruising around the ocean. Only the two of us, with no one listening in.” Read more »