Category: eroticliterature

The sub couple meet the dom couple [FMfm] – part 2

Henry and I draw up the nondescript chain hotel. Room 527 is our destination, holding hands tightly, a little giddy but reassured by each others company.
We reach the door and pause, take a breath and side eye each other knowingly.
Henry knocks confidently.

With a few seconds James answers the door with a broad smile and welcomes us in to their sizeable suite. Chloe and he gesture to us to sit on the sofa.
“How are you both” she asks
“Good, good, excited” I respond lightly.
“Good” James responds “we’re going to take great care of you two” he smiles.
“Filthy fun for everyone is the plan” Chloe beams and I return her smile. Read more »

(Part 2) My girlfriend (24f) and I (25m) rented a tiny home airbnb in the middle of of the forest. We continue to make love and enjoy each other in the shower.

To continue from part 1 (part 1 in the comments) my girlfriend and I walked naked towards the outdoor shower which is a wooden platform with a wooden wall where the shower head is attached too. The Jacuzzi is not too far to the left of the shower and the entrance to the house is to the right. The shower is completely opened giving the shower user a full display of nature and our surrounding environment but also exposes us to the outdoors. It’s a pretty romantic place to take a shower.

As it’s mid to late afternoon, probably around 3 or 4 pm, we step onto the wet wooden platform, turn on the shower and started washing up. In the midst of the hot water spraying at our heads, I gently push her to so her back is against the wooden wall. My left hand on her side and my right hands palm opened on her tummy, then slowly run down her body towards her crotch. My fingers now wet with water, gently slide even further between her legs to feel every bit of her naughty bits. Gently touching the middle of her slit then back up again to her clitoris. She stares at me and moans, which she then puts her palm against the back of me neck pulling me towards her lips. We continue to share a steamy kiss, having her soft lips open, and my eager tongue sliding inside her mouth to twirl our tongues together. Read more »

Wanting You [domme]

I kiss you gently, running my nails down your back. You do the same and we arch together, into each other, bodies pressing close.

We hold together, kissing hungrily, hands running over each other, searching for bare skin.

I sit up and pull my top off, turn, and straddle you. Grind into you. I can feel your excitement, even through our layers of clothes.

“Get undressed,” I say softly.

When you do, and your clothes lie piled on the floor, I kiss you on the forehead.

“So good for me,” I praise you.

I kiss my way down your body, stopping to suck your neck, and then your nipples. I flick them with my tongue, pinch and roll them under my fingers.

Your moans are music to my ears.

My clothes join yours.

I kiss the inside of your thigh. You make a soft sound of anticipation – so I drag it out. I work my way up one, slowly, then, just when I get to the apex, I start again on the other.

I hover over you. Read more »

Sea Monster (tentacles/f, reluctance, underwater)

Aria had never seen waters so clear and blue.

She stood on the beach, the waves rushing over her bare toes. Her feet sank into the sand as the cool water receded. The sun was warm on her tanned skin, even through the sheer fabric of the swimsuit cover-up she wore. 

“I hope we see some turtles,” Joel, her boyfriend, said as he plunked down the mesh bag of snorkel gear and beach stuff. He rolled out his stiff elbow, looking out to the blue horizon. “That’s my only goal for this whole vacation.”

“There’ll be turtles,” Aria told him with a smile. “And hopefully none of those keuppia octopuses.” The concierge at the hotel had warned them about the rare creatures when they had said they were headed to this beach. They had been thought to be extinct, but a few had been found in the wild. A local agency had been breeding them, and had recently begun reintroducing them to the ocean– though since many had been raised in captivity, they had no fear of humans, and would often try to touch or interact with swimmers. They weren’t supposed to be dangerous, but the thought of being grabbed by a tentacle freaked Aria out. Read more »

Can you fuck my face under the desk? Hope I’m not interrupting your video game. (Short story, MF, blowjob, face/throat fuck)

(*This is rough, and it’s also missing an introduction. Typed it up late at night, wanted to share.*)

I would position myself underneath your desk, with a pillow for my hands and knees. My shirt is off so you can easily see my hard nipples indicating that I know know what’s soon about to enter my throat.

You start to slide down your sweatpants, and I help you before I pull down your boxers, only for your hard cock to near slap my cheek, leaving a small spot of shiny precum. I lean up close and kiss the head of your cock, feeling it twitch. I feel your right hand start to lower itself with your fingers lightly on the back of me neck. I slightly shiver, hoping you know you’re welcome to push and pull on my head as you please. If there’s any place for your cock, it’s my throat.

I lightly kiss up and down your cock before taking the first couple inches in my mouth. I hear you groan, and your fingers subconsciously tighten on the back of my neck. Your fingers wander to the sides of my head, intertwining with soft sections of my hair. Read more »

The Butler Pt 2(MF, Extreme age gap, humiliation, spanking)

Part 2. This is pure fantasy. In real life all kinks and power exchanges should have 100% enthusiastic participants. Feedback is welcomed. I have a few ideas in my head but kind of writing this as I go along so if you have an idea of what you would like to see let me know and I may incorporate it.

The Butler (Extreme age gap, spanking, watersports, MF) from eroticliterature

The sound of someone opening my door wakes me from my sleep. My muscles ache from being held in place for so long. The stinging in my ass has long gone away so that’s good.

“Good morning, Alicia,” The soft spoken voice of our housekeeper, Judith, greets me.

Judith has been on staff for about ten years now. She’s forty five years old with shoulder length blonde hair. Her body is thin with small breasts but she has a nice hour glass shape on her. Quite an attractive woman and I’m surprised she never married or had someone. I’ve never heard her mention any hints of a lover she may have. Read more »

Out with a friend

It was our weekly date night. We had decided to do our usual, get dressed up and go to a nice dinner and then go out on the town and dance. I wear my go-to, dark jeans and a white V neck, you wear a classy yet sexy short black sundress, the one I just bought for you. As we’re getting ready to go I ask you to do me a favor and I get out the weVibe. I tell you I’ll keep my hands off you all night as long as you put this in and you let me control it. Being the good girl that you are, you agree.
We go out to a nice Mediterranean tapas place. Sporadically throughout the night, I turn the vibe up and down, watching you squirm and blush in your seat. As we are sitting there enjoying our dinner we hear over the music, “Oh my gosh! Hey!” You lookup. It’s your teacher co-worker, she was there with a couple of her girlfriends and saw you and stopped to say hi. She had a nice body, blonde, about 5’ 8”, nice curvy hips, with a small but nice ass. She also had rather large breasts for her frame, about 36D. She was wearing a long sleek black dress with a slit up to her thigh. She commented how cute you were and looked at me and winked and mentioned she always thought you were the hottest teacher. As you two shared some small talk, I thought it to be fun to start turning the vibe up and down, watching you fight back the urge to moan. She said, “Have a nice dinner I’ll see you at work” and left us alone. You immediately turned to me and told me you had almost just came.
Throughout dinner, I kept feeding you glasses of wine and you were really starting to feel yourself, you almost seemed to be moving around in your chair, so as to feel more of the vibe on your clit. Suddenly you said, “ok I’m ready to go dancing now.” So I finished my beer, paid and we left. We went down to your favorite bar on the corner. Immediately the music hit you like a wave, moving your hips, pushing back into me as we stood in line to get IDs checked. We got in and you turned to me, said I’ll take tequila, gave my dick an awkward drunken squeeze, and turned to head to the dance floor. Being slightly confused as to what just happened, I hesitated a second and then went to order our drinks. I got them and went to my usual table just to the side of the dance floor with a perfect view of the middle, right where I knew you would be. As I sat down with our drinks I looked over to find you in the middle feeling the music, there were already guys swarming around you. Like sharks in the water. I decided to have little fun with it before I came over to you. I pulled out my phone and immediately opened up the vibe app. Slowly turn up the intensity. I watched you stop for a second, caught off guard by the sensation, then continue dancing.
Almost as if they could sense your ecstasy, I watched as the first brave soul stepped up to talk to you. He tried to make small talk and introduce himself, but you interrupted him by just grabbing his arm and spinning your ass into him and started dancing. He didn’t seem to mind and just went with it. This only made me want to play with the vibe even more, so I did my best to change the intensity to the beat of the music, causing you to grind him even more. You grabbed his hands and wrapped them around your waist rubbing them on your curves, showing him what you want. He started to get pretty handsy with you and I could see in your face the mixture of that and the vibration you were in heaven. I thought it was my turn to step in and enjoy you for myself. So I finished the drink and got up to walk to you. When I was about halfway there something happened that I didn’t anticipate.
Someone grabbed the guy and told him that he was done dancing and took his place. You didn’t really seem to notice or care about the change of person and kept dancing. It was the blonde from before. Dancing with you she started to move her hands all over your body, she grazed your breast and that seemed to wake you up from your daze. Your turned around to confront your groper, expecting your guy, and saw her. Oh my gosh kelly you said. She giggled and told you how hot you were and she couldn’t let the goon have all the fun. She asked where I was and said she was alarmed when she saw you dancing with someone else. You pointed to my spot, noticing that I was about halfway to you, and told her how I like to let you have fun and tease people on the dance floor. She looked at me almost as if asking if she could dance, I gave you both a head nod and went back to my seat. Dancing with a woman took you to another level and your two bodies seemed to move as one on the floor. Now I was far from the only guy watching the show. You liked to be in front and she seemed to love feeling your big ass grinding on her. her hands nearly exploring every inch of your body, I’ve never seen you do anything close to this so I was in awe. After a few songs you turned around and I noticed you two talking very closely and straddling each other’s thighs. I could tell you were using her leg to grind the vibe harder into your clit. You guys stayed close dancing and talking for what felt like an eternity. Then the biggest surprise of the night, you went in for a kiss! You put your hands on her ass and made out with her right in the middle of the dance floor. After a few moments of the most erotic kissing, I’ve ever seen you do you broke contact and looked straight at me. You knew I was watching you were putting on a show for me. I see you say something in her ear and walk over to me. You asked me how I was doing, I handed you your drink, and you asked if I was enjoying the show. I could hardly get words out of my mouth.
After waking up and telling you that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, you told me you have one more surprise for me. You said that Kelly had invited us to her hotel room across the street for a few more drinks as the bars were about to close. I obviously said yes. So you turned to her and yelled he said yes! lol, so we paid our tab, found her at the door, and started walking. I went to grab your hand to walk out and you denied me and said you want to hold hers and giggled. You were drunk and it was cute so I didn’t mind. We made it to the elevator and you leaned in and whispered something to her. Then turned to me, grabbed my face, and kissed me deeply. We walk down the hall to her room and she says she’s going to freshen up and to help ourselves to the drinks in the cooler. I grab some tequila and pour us some shots and sit down. We both take a shot and you give me that devilish look. You get down on your knees infant of me and stroke my cock over my pants. You look up at me and say, I will take care of this later, but first, we have agreed to a surprise for you on one condition. I said anything, name it. You said you get to watch us, but you have to sit in this chair and can’t touch or join, just sit back and enjoy the show. Before I could answer the bathroom door opened and out walks Kelly in just her bra and panties she said, I hope he’s ready. You stand up kiss me and say no touching baby, I nod. Then you turn to her and say let’s give him a show he’ll never forget as you drop your dress to the floor.

The day we crossed the line…finally

So there was this super chill, quintessential cool girl I used to work with in my previous job. You know the kind who are really well spoken, well read, write blogs and stuff, do not have any airs about how pretty they really are, and are always fun to be around? Yeah, she was that kind. She was my junior and we used to work in the same team. We had a very friendly relationship from the outset, but since we were both with someone else at that point in our lives, we never really acknowledged to each other about the obvious mutual attraction. It was only after I moved on to a new postion in a different country that we started to really get close through texts and calls.

One drunken night over the weekend feeling particularly lonely in a new country, emboldened with the booze in my system I ended up telling her I have had vivid fantasies of her on many occasions and how much I was attracted to her. One thing led to another, and to cut the story short we ended sexting with each other that night.
And on a few occasions after that. However, since we were both with other people we decided to never take it further than that. That was our escape from the reality we were in. (…or maybe it was the excuse we used to justify what we were doing.) Read more »

A mother in-law’s unexpected journey Part ten [M4F] the bbq

The anticipation of Sunday had been building all week with Bernie. She couldn’t wait to get dressed up and have a nice relaxing evening and a few drinks at the bbq. She knew a few old neighbours were going to be there. She hadn’t seen Breda McGowan in nearly six months. A lot had happened since then she’d thought. She’d had another birthday, had started to go walking in the evening again, Cahir was edging closer to ill health, so bad that he wouldn’t be getting better, quite the contrary, she knew in all honesty Cahir was never going to get better and of course she was having a raging affair with her son in law. He was riding her and when he wasn’t, she was sucking him off and wearing sexy underwear. So yeah, a lot had happened. She’d had really sexy taboo thoughts running through her head, outdoor risky sex, not that it was going to happen though, fantasies were exactly that, fantasies. Best left to the imagination. So she’d thought that maybe Breda wasn’t having such an eventful time as herself but that’s life. So roll on Sunday till she felt Padraig’s cock, or tasted it, depending on what he wanted, she didn’t mind, she was here to serve him. It was her duty afterall.
Padraig’s phone buzzed on Friday night. Niamh grabbed it and shouted he’d had a message. He rushed in but she’d already opened it, who’s Terry? He snatched the phone fearing Terry had messaged something incriminating, Niamh was taken a back, Jesus Padraig relax,I was only asking, thankfully nothing was wrong with the text. It read can come on Sunday but can’t stop, have to be back in Dublin for nine. Niamh then asked why the panic, you’d nearly think you had something to hide she said. I’m sorry, just struggling with work and everything else that’s going on at the minute. She nodded but had a look of suspicion on her face. She knew her husband and something was up. She’d have to keep an eye. The bbq might help him relax, catch up with some old friends.
Sunday arrived and they all got dressed up and headed for the bbq. They picked Bernie up and when she came out of the house, she wasn’t lying about the outfit. Niamh remarked mammys looking well isn’t she, Padraig of course played it down. She was now wearing a navy cardigan with a white top with red and blue stripes, and yes you guessed it, a pair of trousers, but not any kind, a white pair, smooth polyester, so flimsy, and Jesus was he seeing right, it looked like her underwear was red, holy fuck, what the fuck? Terry sees her he’ll want to jockey her tonight he thought and Bernie had no idea about him yet. In she got and herself and Niamh started to chat and he drove away with a semi hard in his trousers.
When they arrived it had already started. They mingled, had a few drinks and eventually ate. Bernie muttered under her breath she’d have a hot dog and was hoping for more than one sausage tonight. Padraig wanted her and now. Then he just spotted Terry over at the fence, he was scanning the scene, when Padraig waved a hand and headed over to chat. Glad you made it Terry, I can’t stop Padraig. It’s a family thing. The ex isn’t playing ball. Padraig didn’t ask. Well were is this good looking widow sir? He pointed at Bernie who was talking to Mary Carr, Jesus not bad Padraig. Pity I’ve to go back soon. Padraig explained that Bernie didn’t know a thing. He just wanted Terry to see what he thought. Maybe go over and introduce himself. Let on he doesn’t know me. Just invited through work or something. So off he set.
Bernie turned to the man who said hello to her. Hello she replied. Terry struck up conversation as Padraig looked on from a distance. At one stage she looked about to see if she could see Padraig but couldn’t. She started to laugh during the conversation, and in a strange way, a slight jealous feeling came over him. When she dressed like this, it was for him. If Terry liked it, she’d probably do it for him. Now he felt like he’d made a mistake, something he was going to regret.
Terry headed for the car park and Padraig followed. Well what do you think? I’d fucking hump her tonight only I’m going home. You could spit through them trousers Padraig there that light, and I swear she’s wearing red panties, I’d fucking jockey that all night. To an inch of her life. She’d be raw for a week he joked. I got to go. Text me when your ready. I’ll make some excuse for that, and Padraig can you ask her to dress up for the threesome like tonight, insist on it. Tell her she won’t forget it. Tell her I’ll even wear them panties if she wanted him to he joked Padraig laughed, agreed and said he’d text when he got things in place. He went back to the bbq and played the devoted husband the rest of the night. When he bumped into Bernie, she for some reason blushed . This had backfired on him. He didn’t want to share her, but things were moving along and now he’d have to convince Bernie of the benefits and assure her of discretion. The night ended and they headed for home.
His horn now wasn’t as hard. The thought of watching her suck Terry’s cock wasn’t all bad, he just wanted her to himself all of a sudden. Too late, and he’d have to slip it into the conversation tonight, best while he’s bulling her on all fours. So as per usual Niamh headed for the bed and Bernie followed. He’d wait his chance..
Bernie sensed something was wrong, call it a woman’s tuition, but something wasn’t right. The time passed and she could here the down stairs lights go off. After popping his head in to check on Niamh, Padraig headed into Bernie, into jockey the fuck out of her. He’d loved to hammer the arse of her,but knew she didn’t like it,besides he had to get her on side. I’m still dressed, I know how much you like to feel me before we go at it she remarked. She then said are you going to ride me,or do you want me to lie down on my back and you can put it into my mouth, a blowjob Padraig said, his mouth watering, she said yes if that’s what you want to call it, but to me your more riding my mouth she said, all I do is put my mouth around you and you slide it in and out. Padraig said he’d rather fuck her to start and maybe finish off in her mouth, she nodded and then smiled. After some heavy foreplay, which included him inserting two fingers inside her and her breathing heavy, begging him to stick his throbbing cock inside her they went at it, doggy style. He had a wank in the shower before he left for the bbq so he’d last longer, and longer he did. He didn’t feel anything at the minute but was really enjoying her, enjoying feeling her wet plump fleshy insides, fuck it was good. She was groaning and gasping, she felt like she could feel the very veins in that weapon he was carrying. His bulbous end hitting of her spot. Then he thought it was now and never, he decided to talk.
What did you think of the man you were talking to tonight at the bbq? He asked, she just said ok why? I asked him down, down to talk Bernie. He likes you, she groaned and said it didn’t matter who liked her, she was his. Padraig liked this but carried on, he put his two hands on her hips and pushed hard, she moaned oh Jesus Padraig, that’s good, keep it going, he then asked her, Bernie what would you say to him joining us for a one off? And with that question, before she could answer he moved his hands to her shoulders and plunged, plunged deeper than he ever did, she let out a loud groan, ssshh he whispered, she then replied if you fuck me like that and his friend was watching from the corner, in all the pleasurable excitement then she’d think about it, she then said to him go harder Padraig, harder and faster, fill me with your cum, with this he felt the tingling, imagine outside Padraig, me and you and people watching, Padraig was starting to wane now, he knew he’d cum, and cum hard, do you want to finish in my mouth Bernie said, he didn’t have to be asked twice, he stopped and flung her around onto her back, and with that entered her mouth. There he showed no mercy, pressing as hard as he could, three strokes and he released everything he had, his orgasm was as intense as ever. A thrill like no other, better than the previous if that was at all possible, as he ejaculated his batch into her soft wet mouth he could hear her swallow everything he had, she loved it, she was cum hungry and he loved it. He then pulled it out and watched her lick his bell end clean and then giving it a kiss. Jesus he didn’t want to share this, it was way too good. They lay for a moment before he got cleaned up, before he left he turned and said would she think about it, she said yes and gave him a mischievous grin. He smiled and left.
Bernie lay there. She lay there thinking about what he asked. Jesus could you imagine she thought, Padraig railing her and your man in the corner stroking his cock urging the two of them on. It was a nice thought. What would happen if the situation changed and your man with the horn on him wanted a go, Jesus it’s risky. Risky but here fanny went from tingling to throbbing. A need to cum came over her. She started to finger herself and flick her clit. She was getting off on two men thing, she’d often fancied it, never another woman, it was always two men she liked and with that she finger fucked herself into a frenzy, grinding on her hand. Three fingers, four fingers, Jesus she’d probably get her whole hand up there, eventually with the picture in her head of getting spit roasted by Padraig and his friend she let loose, it was like a river. Wave after wave of pure ecstasy washed over her, from her toes to her thighs, rising up into her body and arms, and after a few minutes the feeling ebbed away. The sheets were absolutely drenched in her juice. She’d have to change it in the morning and hope the mattress was ok, she dried off with some toilet roll,put a towel over the wet patch and tried to get some sleep. At least they’d get a lie in with it being a bank holiday, she then flicked the lamp off, rolled over and went to sleep..