Category: eroticliterature

I’m a 44 year old suburban mother. In the midst of a divorce and a pandemic, I made my oldest daughter my wife. This is our story.

NOTE: Just to be clear, in case the text below doesn’t make it obvious — yes, we have sex as mother and daughter.

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I’m here to tell the story of how my oldest daughter and I came to be.

The past couple of years have been whirlwind, for so many of us. That’s certainly been the case for me and my family. I’m a 44 year old divorced mother of three, and for about a year and a half now, my oldest daughter has been my wife.

You read that correctly. My daughter is my wife.

How did we get here? Well, how does anyone get anywhere? There were catalysts, forces internal and external, and perhaps the intervention of fate, if you believe in that sort of thing.

In March of 2020, I was launching a company, my own start-up, that I’d been building from the ground up for ages. The hard-won success of my career had put me in a position to do such a thing. But as my career soared, my former husband’s sank, and he came to resent it, deeply. He worked as a “consultant” for a while, never consulting on much of anything, and was finally relegated to being the domestic, stay at home parent — a vital role if there ever was one, especially with three kids at home, but one he treated with scorn and could never quite do competently. Read more »

It Could Be So Good [M/F][s/m]

She drew out a side of him he didn’t often see, if ever. She piqued his lust in the darkest of ways like no one had before her. This side of him stirred a bit of fear to settle just under his skin. His heart would begin to race and most days he couldn’t distinguish if it was from that fear or the uncontrolled excitement of this newfound darkness.

She encouraged his sadism to a level he didn’t realize was there. Now, however, it was being brought to the surface, pushing him closer to that fear and excitement. Truth be told, she wanted this side of him more than she would admit. She craved the darkness he wanted to ignore because it matched her own level of iniquity deep within.

He didn’t trust himself with all the ways he wanted to hurt her in order to prove just how much it burns when you play with fire. Yet, despite his prudence, she wanted it to go further, she wanted him to hurt her and take her so deep into the darkness, unsure if he’d leave her there and return only as often as would please him. Read more »

Sarah, continued. Chapter 3

III.

The sun peeking underneath my blinds was what woke me up, before my alarm, of course. “Sometimes I really do hate the sun” I thought to myself stretching and rolling myself from my nice warm king size canopy bed and planted my feet flat upon the floor. Now, my feet touched the ground just as my mouth withdrew a yawn, and I verbally scolded the sun with a “damn, couldn’t give me just a bit longer”? The wood floors were chilly, but nothing compared to when my feet hit the bathroom tile, I quickly stepped onto the mat and twisted the shower knob to hot. I sat down and relieved my bladder while the shower began to warm itself and as the steam started to trickle out of the top of my shower curtain I finished and pulled the curtain back to let myself join the water. Feeling the warm water trace all over every inch of my body I took a deep breath and enjoyed the steam engulfing me. Read more »

Tamara #1: The Soccer Mom

Tamara #1: The Soccer Mom

I once had to work on a young 7 or 8 year old girl. I hate working on kids as they are too fragile for the kind of work I am an expert in. But the boss asked me to handle it, and handle it I did.

After the session her mom came in to pick her up. This woman had beautiful long black hair down to her waist. She was very fit, and had an amazing figure that was on full display clad in her tight Lululemon sweats and T-shirt. Her face was very pretty but sad…or perhaps lifeless, as if she has lost that spark life can offer. Who can blame her, with the stresses of motherhood and all? Next to her stood a little boy, a bit older than her daughter. This woman was definitely a milf, even if she did look miserable.

I eyed her up and down, summing up how good her body must look like beneath her clothing. She smiled and was, for the most part, very professional. I noticed her hand had a large Diamond ring on it but her manicure was tattered. I overheard her discussing appointment scheduling with the front desk. She snuck in the fact that she takes her kids to soccer and gymnastics a few times a week. Poor thing… Read more »

I Knew It Was Big (F/M)

I had felt it in the car when we would make out. My hands would wander on his thighs as he felt my abdomen, being respectful.
But my hands wandered further up until I felt him, and I was taken aback by the size.

We had just established our relationship a few days before. We were yearning for each other whenever he would come visit me. I couldn’t believe the size on him. He’s a slim, tall man so I was expecting a pretty average size, I was definitely mistaken.

The first time I went over to his place was when we decided to finally do it. We’ve had previous partners before but we were still nervous, but honestly we just wanted to rip each other’s clothes off – and that’s what we did.

When he pulled it out, my jaw dropped. Like I said, I had felt him up but I hadn’t fully seen him. I started laughing and proceeded to tell him, “I don’t know if you’re going to fit”. Foreplay is your best friend. Read more »

[F/d] How It Began (18+) (Part 7) (Incest)

Kim was beating her fist against the ground in time with my attack on her womanhood.
Soon enough Kim pulled away from me, and begged my to fuck her.
Knee walking forward, I placed my cock against the opening of her pussy.
First running the head around the edges, I began to lube up with the juices pouring forth from her pussy.
With a single thrust, I was embedded to the hilt within her depths.
For Kim’s part, the air was pierced with a scream that arose from the depths of her soul.
Holding still for the moment it took for Kim to become accustomed to my cock spreading her open, she finally began to hump against my pelvis.
It took only a few moments for us to establish a rhythm, that brought the two of us closer to our mutual
climax.
Not wanting to end this gift too soon, I lifted her upright from the prone position to sit upon my lap, holding her tightly against me, we began rocking together.
My cock embedded deep within her body, as we reveled in our joining. Read more »

First time intimate with a longtime friend[M/F]

Meeting her at the end of her park row was a daily routine. Lexi had been there long before I purchased a seasonal spot at the park but she was one of the first people I really noticed. Going into the old town hall building, which had been abandoned many years prior, we talked about the deep things. Heading back into the park at late dusk her golden-blonde hair shimmered in the sun, sculpting her shoulders and directing the eye towards her lower back. Days gone by swimming in the lake, cuddling up by a campfire, and holding each other. Both still new to love, we knew we both wanted to take the next step eventually.

At troubled times in each of our houses when the summer passed until spring came, we talked on the phone and shared our deepest secrets. Sending pictures outlining our figures and drawing the other in. When her only sister left the family, heartbroken, she called me while I comforted her, myself hurting as I felt helpless. I wanted to give her the comfort of holding her in my arms. Being unable to reach each other physically for so long had only made us want to be together more. Read more »

CoWorker tease leads to affair -Part 2

The rest of the night was a blur. Not only because I was exhausted, but because I could only think about one thing, “Next time, I need you to fill my pussy”. Think about that for a second and imagine hearing those words while completely disshelved from the unloading you just experienced. I played those words over and over trying to make sense of them. This woman just completely flipped my night upside down, and then left me in a state of confusion, worry and need. I needed to see “Kitty” again. In my mind it wasn’t a matter of when, but how. How would I find myself out of the house when I wasn’t working? How was I going to have conversations with her when I wasn’t at work? How was I going to get away with it all? All of those questions would eventually have answers. Maybe not the ones I initially pictured, but what actually goes to plan. Read more »

Apartment 303 – Chapter 18: What The Fuck Is Happening?!? [MF]

*Author’s Note: Did the ladies find out about all the sneaking around? Is Kelly about to get triple dumped? Let’s find out. Previous chapters are at* r/KellyBoomErotica, *as well as other erotica. Enjoy this penultimate chapter, and as always DMmeYOURpussies!*

**- Chapter 18: What The Fuck Is Happening?!? -**

All four roommates were participants in the thread. *Oh fuck! They found out. That’s why no one is home. They fucking hate me.* The first and only message in the thread was from Tracy and simply said, “Kelly, you there?”

My heart was racing and I thought I might throw up. For a second I considered not responding, but quickly realized WhatsApp indicates if a message has been read. *Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I wanted to confess to each roommate. I most certainly did not want them to find out amongst themselves. I look like a scumbag asshole.* Finally, with trembling fingers, I replied, “Yes.”

Blue checkmarks told me all three had instantly seen my reply. Jamie’s message came next, “Please read. Let’s discuss tomorrow.” Whatever slim hope I’d had that this wasn’t what I thought was happening vanished. *Stupid idiot thinking with my dick… Fool around with one roommate, bad. But then I couldn’t resist the temptations of the other two… Scumbag.* Read more »

A Father’s Struggle 46 – Puzzle (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

No matter how many times I look at the properties of that folder the **math** does add up.

Hell looking into the files of the *Solo* folder don’t add up because there sure as hell isn’t 36,000 files in Solo.

And I went looking.

I wasted over three days racking my brain on why the math didn’t add up on Abby’s drive.

And it’s not like I can go to Savanna with the drive or I’d *definitely* tip my hand to what I had.

But for some *odd* reason I was missing 220 folders in the Amateur folder and missing at least 2050 files. And no matter *HOW* many times I looked, I couldn’t find those missing files. Never mind I couldn’t find all 36,000 files in the Solo folder.

It was like those *files* and *folders* were taunting me and it’s not like a computer could **lie** about what resided on the drive?

Right?

It was maddening.

I mopped around the house trying to figure out my new *puzzle* feeling like I was lost.

I mean I could talk to someone about this.

Like George for instance. Read more »