Category: eroticliterature

removing your guilt [cheating, public]

The hangover was almost as bad as the guilt you woke up with. Almost.

Your husband’s work parties were always super trashy. When you work at a consulting firm why would they not be? Just a bunch of grown men and women who worked 80 hour weeks consistently in close proximity to each other. And then when liquor was added to the mix? Well let’s just say that kid being named after the firm wasn’t a joke.

Still, who could blame them? They were young, mostly unattached. There was nothing stopping them. Just because you were married didn’t mean you wanted to stop them.

Where you ran into trouble was after they started pairing off. You and your husband were in the rapidly emptying bar, making good use of the open tab. You had a hotel room, what would the harm be? Its not like you drank much back home, at least not anymore.

But your husband left while you took a brief trip to the bathroom didn’t he? He never was great at holding his liquor. At least you could nightcap before heading back. Read more »

A Giant’s Kiss – [mf, macrophilia, oral, cute, size, fantasy]

“Help! Help! Oh, please, isn’t there anyone who can help me?”

The calls for help were so quiet that, at first, Aralisse almost didn’t go to check.

‘It’s just some children playing games, maybe,’ she thought to herself, coming up to a large branch that hung over the road she was traveling on. To anyone else, the tree limb would have sailed harmlessly overhead as they walked beneath, but for Aralisse? She had to duck underneath, and even then, the top of her head grazed the 13-foot limb before she continued on her way, her lips pursed in mild concern.

The giantess was distracted.

The cries for help weren’t going away, not like she would have expected for a game. And, come to think of it, she hadn’t passed a village in some time, and these woods certainly weren’t a good place for children to be playing amongst themselves. The wolves and beasts stayed far away from her, being the biggest thing in these woods, but the voice that called out was small, weak.

The giantess paused, despite herself. What if it wasn’t children playing? She didn’t know if she could just walk away, now that the thought had crossed her mind. Read more »

How to Train a Yoga Slut, Pt. 2 [M/F, Hypnosis, Tight Clothing, Oral]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ucj4jh/how_to_train_a_yoga_slut_mf_hypnosis_outercourse/)

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Amy was positively glowing when she walked into the studio the next morning.

“Hi Jackson! I’m excited for our private yoga session today. Our last workout was great.” She had her bright blonde hair in a high, swaying ponytail again. But this time she had traded her yoga pants for a pair of spandex shorts that might make a pornstar blush. They were an olive green, with a thong-like outline on the rear. They barely came down past her groin and I could very clearly see the outline of her likely trimmed mound. Her top was another matching sports bra, this one so tight that I could see she had a barbell piercing through her left nipple.

My cock started to throb against my shorts as soon as she walked in. When she moved in front of me to enter the studio–giving me a full view of the way her thin shorts hugged each of her ass cheeks individually–I had a full-blown erection. I couldn’t stop thinking of our last session, when I used those perfectly round, firm cheeks to get off, blowing my sticky load up her spine and convincing her it was a “warming massage lotion.” Read more »

Service Pets #1 – Gamer Girlfriend

(Free Use Vignettes – All characters 18+

Kink warnings: sex slavery, bodily fluids

These writings are purely fantasy, I do not wish to live in this kind of world, or for it to exist anywhere outside of our absurd imaginings.

If you enjoy these fictional pieces, I’m glad — please give them an upvote and some feedback. And if not, there’s no need to spoil the fun of others who do with insulting comments.)

[Gamer Girlfriend]

“Two on the roof. No, I came up the stairwell. Third floor, by the patio. We can- no we can climb it.” Jake was reclining in his expensive gamer chair, wearing only his console headset while the pale skin of his ass warmed the black leather cushion. He’d been playing death matches with his buddies for a couple of hours, and Meryl’s jaw was getting sore.

She knelt between his scrawny legs on a dirty throw pillow that he’d finally conceded to when he’d tired of her “squirming so much” during past sessions. Her glossy blonde hair was pulled up in a ratty pony, and drool coursed down over her chubby white tits and tummy. In his ideal world, he’d be able to just strap her head against his crotch and forget about her while he gamed — but alas, she needed oxygen every couple of minutes or he’d have to get a new Girlfriend. Read more »

How I met Abby

I’m a 25y.o. male living in a hustling city. To be upfront, I’ve always been fascinated about school girls. There’s something about their gentle behavior with pure innocence. I’m talking about the girls who shy away from the attention. I’ve been sleeping with girls of all types throughout the years but recently I wanted to challenge myself to something new. Let me tell you how I met Abby.

It all started when I took a school photoshoot contract instead of my usual modeling photoshoots. I needed the extra cash and it was something new so I took the job at St Marry’s. I arrived at the school in my professional attire, suit and tie with my polished shoes.

I presumed it was lunch time as I saw a parade of school girls running around while some decided to sit in groups. As my eyes were busy searching for possible models (as it naturally happens) I bumped into one of the students. Even though it was my blind step she was quick to apologize before giving me a panicked smile. Her fallen id on the ground said Abby Sinclair, Year 13. I introduced myself to her pretty smile and asked her if she could guide me to the main office. As we walked, I couldn’t help to notice how shy she was. Her posture assured me I was in dominance as she patiently waited for my next words nearby the office. I decided to test the opportunity at hand. Read more »

Our Sissy Cumdump [MMF]

It all began a few years, wait, more than half a decade ago, when mom left us for good. Us, that were my 43 year old father, my 19 year old brother and 21 year old me. The reason for mom leaving was a surprising one to us: She, 42 years old, fell in love with some 21 year old girl. When she told us about that, the three of us were devastated. When she moved out and over to her new place, a world broke down for us. Mom was the center point of our family. The person that kept it all together. The person that kept the place up and running. Without her, things would be different. Very different.

Our place began to turn into a shit hole. No one was cleaning anymore. The fridge was constantly empty. No one was there to go grocery shopping anymore. Clean clothes became a very rare thing to have. The place just got nastier and dirtier with every day. It went that way for a few months, until my brother had enough of it. He began to clean. He threw on the washing machine. He brought some food home. He even cooked it for us. Yes, he charged us money for his doing, but well, nothing comes for free. Dad and I just were glad that we had him. He probably saved our lives. Read more »

Lions & Tigers Part 1: A young woman taken the way she’s dreamed of, and pushed further. [MF, public play, teen, anal, exhib, D/s, long story]

Lions and Tigers

Jack woke as he so often did, before the alarm clock, mind quickly returning to the real world. He was goddamn horny this morning– his libido had been pounding around inside him. He’d spent the past five months working at a start-up company that had been scooped, baffled, and overtaken by a competitor they hadn’t seen coming. He’d learned a lot during the time, and though he wished the other guys he’d worked with whose job was the business side had done a better job, he bore no real ill-will. However, while he searched around for another opportunity, he’d fallen back on his bartending background, as well as teaching a couple of boxing classes. He lived in an apartment in an unfashionable but comfortable part of Chicago with one of his better female friends, and was feeling rather serene for a twenty-five year old without any clear plan for the future. Serene except for the daily-ratcheting-up of his libido, that is. Read more »

Visiting my girlfriends nudist family 2 [fffm] [fantasy]

part 1 : https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/tsa5ky/visiting_my_girlfriends_nudist_family/

I was sleeping deeply this night, after meeting my girlfriend Becca’s family. That her mother and sister are naked around the house and pleasure each other casually, still is somewhat strange but nevertheless oddly exciting for me.

After a while, I slip out of my sleep, as I’m feeling a heat in my crotch. As I come to my senses, I recognise it as the sensation of a head bopping up and down my erect shaft under the blanket.

It seems like Becca didn’t get enough yesterday night and yearns for an early breakfast. A slight grunt escapes me, anouncing my wake, causing her to double her efforts.

Expertly she gobbles on my meat, letting me feel her hot drool dripping down on myself. After a while, a hand joins in, gently squeezing my balls. This massage causes my cock to twitch deep down her throat and I feel the tightness of an orgasm in my scrotum.

Just in that moment, Becca goes all the way down on me, pressing her nose into my pelvis and I simply erupt inside her wet mouth. As she struggles to swallow the most of my cum, her throat tightens around me, milking every drop out of my balls. Read more »

[M, Heterosexual] First swing at this, would love feedback…

The Dinner Date:

We’re at dinner, and you’re wearing your favorite sun/fun dress. While looking at the menu, you kick off
a heel, and slide your toes up my shin, in between my knees.

You know what you want.

I accept this gesture, and after committing my order to memory, I grab your ankle and slowly pull you
towards me. I drift my finder along your calf to the inside of your thigh, you stutter while asking the
suddenly present waitress about the wine list.

Like a familiar journey, my fingers follow the smooth, warm road to where your thighs converge. The
humidity of anticipation rises as I roll my thumb against your silk, feeling the perfectly timed pulse of
your heart passing through your now throbbing clit.

I effortlessly slip my hand under the relaxed tension of your panties (the ones you know I love), and drag
my thumb up the hood of your now saturated clit, making you pause your discussion with the waitress
with a squinty smile.

Not missing a beat, I casually withdraw my hand, licking the deliciousness from my thumb before
commanding her attention before informing the waitress what I’d like for dinner… Read more »