Category: eroticliterature

A New Life: Part Four [MF] [Straight Sex] [GILF] [Oral Sex] [Blow Job] [Busty] [Huge Boobs]

I had to say the single life was starting to feel good. No more thinking of what someone else wanted or what they felt or needed. It was just me. If I wanted to go somewhere, I went. If I wanted something, I got it. It was complete freedom to do what I wanted when I wanted to do it.

The other wives and I were as close to best friends as possible. I could never have a friendship like this while I was Benjamin. He was always looking at and judging my friends.

“Don’t try to hide it,” Sheila said as we sat down for our weekly dinner.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I smiled.

“You enjoyed the party last week,” Sheila smiled back. “Don’t try and say you didn’t.”

I couldn’t. I thought I wouldn’t like an adult-themed party with just women, but it was fun to let loose.

“I bet you enjoyed the toys just as much,” Sheila said without batting an eye.

“Sheila!” As many people were around our table, I said we were at our favourite café downtown, and it was always crowded. Read more »

The One that Got Away

I couldn’t believe it, I wanted to yell at the lady in front of me, but I was trying to be polite. The sign on the register said ten items or less, but she had over twenty items and still putting things on the belt.

Finally, the manager up front noticed the same thing the rest of us had and started to help the cashier bag some of them to quicken the line.

I went through the line and purchased my items. As I was heading to my vehicle, a lady waved at me.

“Nate?” the lady said as she approached me. “Nathan Drayson?”

“Yes,” I said as I looked at this petite woman approaching me.

“Kimberly Stracken,” the lady said.

“No way,” I said as I looked at her.

Kimberly was one of the girls I went to high school with. She was in most of my classes.

“Yes, I know, all grown up, right?” Kimberly said.

“Yes,” I said.

“Well, you haven’t changed, look at you!” Kimberly said.

“That’s a lie,” I said, noting my bald head and grey moustache. Read more »

Bdsm (female slave) fantasy FFM

Queeny answers the door in black heels and her red dress. The excitement is already building after contact was made via email with a potential slave 6 months ago. Today is the day of a first meet and this little slave has been tainting my husband and I for days. Standing in just outside the door is a beautiful young woman. Curvy, shy, submissive and a little timid. I can tell as she stands silent and staring at my chin.

I let my body speak for itself and move just enough to let her walk through the door. She doesn’t need to know just yet that I am eager for this meeting. I remove her coat to get a better look at the body of hers. She has listened to my request of a nice mid-thigh skirt, heels and a v-neck shirt. It is also nice that I am taller than her.

She still has said nothing but when I lean closer to her ear to tell her I am pleased with her shirt, her breath catches. I smile and send her into the living room. Read more »

Stay at my side Ch. 0&1 [childhood friends][(still)platonic][highschool]

Chapter 0:
Parents share a bed

It was a typical winter evening in the year 2008. One week after my fifth birthday. I was at home and my parents had friends over. They also brought their daughter, Casey which I didnt really knew. We only saw them once or twice a year and she was usually sleeping for half of the time. I expected her to do the same this year.

After we ate and the adults talked about adult things I didn’t understand we got sent to my room. Our siblings were already sleeping but we were already big enough to be allowed to stay awake until 10 PM on certain occasions.

We quietly sat in my room. “What should I do with her?” came to my mind “I won’t play princess with her…” She broke the silence first “Can we play family?” “How should we do that? We are only two” “Well we could play mother and child, like if dad was somewhere else and you were alone with your mum.” I knew what she had planned and I didn’t like it “But I can’t be the child because I am older than you and I’m a boy so I can’t be the mother.” I was vastly proud of myself for getting out of playing the child role. Read more »

Making it up to a guy

There is this guy in my class at uni, something always felt wrong about him. He’d say the stupidest things on earth during classes and his laugh made me want to slap him until he’d shut up. One day at a party he asked me out and I told him that I’d rather swim naked in the Gange than go out with him. We had a work project together and he was so dumb when we were working, that I had to do it all. He lost notes for an entire section of our paper and I told him to get lost with his stupid face. I had to work all-nighter to make up for his mistakes. My friends would make snarky comments about him and I find it amusing. It wasn’t exactly bullying but it was clear that we really despise him.

This was a few months ago and last night I was at a party for university students. Because Reddit told me to, I sent a text to that guy and asked him if he’d be here. I think he was surprised that I’d ever text him but he told me that yes, he’d be here. Read more »

The taming of the slut [F/M]

Last time I wrote a short prologue about how my gf was a big slut: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v85j9z/my_gfs_slutty_past_f/

Fast forwarding to our end state, she is now a tamed slut.

I found out early she is submissive in bed. I was the first to open her eyes to BDSM, of which choking is her favorite.

She tells me I’m the best she’s ever had in bed.

I would believe it—she consistently achieves multiple orgasms and I am an unselfish lover during the act.

So how did I tame her? What power do I have over her? Well you see, she has to work for her pleasure! And I’m not afraid to punish her:

1. She is required to dress up. We have quite the collection. High heels, boots, earrings, lipstick. Short dresses and skirts. Outfits like bunny girl, schoolgirl, maid, nurse, cheerleader. I request and she obeys.
1. Name calling: cum dump, dumb slut, cheap whore, etc. She has to say thank you and call me her master.
1. Deepthroat training, pushing her head down until I am satisfied. Use a metronome and her nose has to hit my waist on each downbeat.
1. Sometimes I gag, blindfold, nipple clamp, tape, handcuff and collar her. Walk her like a dog.
1. Finally—if she doesn’t obey, she gets spanked, slapped, or whipped. Read more »

To The Hilt.

To the hilt.

Drawing your splayed legs close around me, I slowly push through your dripping lips into your warm clutch.

Your lower back arches and you breathe in slightly.

It’s big.

It’s deep.

You feel the head push towards the inside of your spine as you lay back on your elbows, breasts beared, legs beginning to straighten and toes flex.

Throb.

Feel your jus begin to run down your inner things towards your arse. I begin to thrust.

Naughty Night Nurse [MF] [Fiction] [Noncon]

Gina smiled to herself. She loved working in the sleep study ward by herself at night. The rooms were always so quiet, and ever since the FDA released their new sleep drug Inviprex, things got a bit more…interesting.

The new drug was amazing at helping those with insomnia, especially young men. But there was a very noticeable side effect. Very large erections, and sometimes hyperspermia. At first Gina was embarrassed by the tents being pitched in the rooms. She would go about taking the patients’ vitals but found her eyes being drawn to the center of the bed. Once, she even pulled the sheet back and touched one. The patient moaned softly but didn’t wake up.

Gina found herself getting more and more turned on at the idea of having sex with one of these men. She knew it was wrong, of course, but she couldn’t help it. The long hours she put in made it difficult to have a boyfriend and she was beside herself with sexual desire. Dildos just weren’t cutting it for her anymore. She needed the stimulation of a real man inside her. Read more »

The Palmer Legacy Chapter 2 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18 OR OLDER.

I’ve written this story through chapter 17. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. Or if can’t find the link there, you can search my name on google to find my site. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!

The AP History essay on nineteenth century architecture was not coming along easily for Noah. He leaned back in his desk chair, his eyes closed, trying to collect his thoughts. He didn’t even hear his mom enter the room. He jumped and opened his eyes when she thumped a book down on his desk.

“You left your book in my office.” Jessica stood with her arms crossed, looking down at the leatherbound copy of First Love. “I’m not sure if you should be reading stories like that. It’s a bit racy.”

“That book looks ancient.” Noah picked it up and examined it. “It’s not mine.” He opened it and read a few lines from a random page. The narrator threw himself from a twelve-foot wall because a woman asked him to. “Seems interesting.” Read more »

The Massage Therapist. [FF, MF, fingering, handjob]

Amber was excited to get back to work.  It had been a long time since she had been at the studio.  She looked forward to getting back into a routine.  Paul had been wonderful during the lockdown, but she liked having her own source of income.  She had to tap into the money she had been putting away for a new vehicle.  She was happy she would be able to start saving again.  Her friends had been great during the time that the studio was forced to close.  She had them over and they paid cash for her massages, but she couldn’t help but feel like it was charity.

Unlocking the door felt like coming home.  She was the first one there.  She knew that other therapists would be arriving soon.  The air felt stuffy but not too bad.  They had all taken turns coming down to the studio to dust it and make sure that it didn’t get too stale.

Amber was happy to see that she had a fully booked day.  She knew she would be tired at the end of the day, but it would be better to be tired from working rather than watching Netflix all day.  The day went by like a flash.  She fell back into her old habits quickly and was happy to see clients come through the door. Read more »