Category: eroticliterature

Chapter 20. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Welcome to our home.

The excitement and heat from Miami stayed with us long after returning home.  Night after night my husband and I would have wild, passionate sex as we reminisced each detail of our trip.  It was thrilling to enjoy a Hotpast story of which we both took part.  We would find ourselves reminiscing together when we were out for date night, reliving sexy conversations and events whenever we found a moment of privacy.  When covid hit, our jaunts to trendy bars and restaurants came to a screeching halt.  Online chats with Jack, Annie, and the rest of our friend group ramped up, but it didn’t fill the void for face-to-face connections that we all so desperately missed.

One night, while on a group zoom call, we decided enough was enough, and everyone found a weekend that worked to get together.  We were going to host everyone at our house as it would save on hotel stays, and we had enough room for all ten of us to have our own space.  The countdown was on.   Read more »

[M4F] Let me write erotica for you!

As the title suggests, I’m a male looking to write a female an erotic story.

I will tailor things to your specific wants and desires. Tailor the character according to what you’d like. What I ask from you is that you’re open with me. I want a woman that is interested in being explicit with me as I am with her. Be open to talking about your deepest dirtiest fantasies. Also be open to letting me see you. I want someone that is my muse…

If you’re shy, that’s fine… we can chat until you’re comfortable, but my requirements will remain… If you aren’t interested in sharing yourself with me, I will not write for you. Please ensure that you’ve read this post entirely and understand what I’m wanting from you. If you have questions please ask!

A great way to start would be to tell me a bit about yourself and a few details of your ultimate fantasy (or a few if you have a few). I’m open to a one time thing, or an ongoing back and forth.

Look forward to hearing from you and creating beautiful stories with your inspiration. (I’ve had this question a few times. No money involved, this is free)

In the Nest with Christie–Final Chapter (FINALLY!) [stepbrother/stepsister] [cunnilingus] [creampie] [passing out from orgasm]

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CHAPTER SEVEN

I didn’t mean to rip her dress.

She was turned away from me when I stormed into her room. She’d unzipped the back of the dress and was pulling the sleeves down from her shoulders. I spun her around and mashed my mouth against hers. At the sound of ripping fabric, we froze—but then went on kissing and groping each other. Her dress had a built-in bra, so now her boobs were exposed. Their naked firmness against my shirt-covered chest drove me crazy. When she hoisted herself up and wrapped her legs around my hips, I tore her dress all the way down the back. Then I threw her on the bed, impatient to get my own clothes off.

Christie was impatient, too. She jumped to her knees and reached for my pants, licking her lips and baring her teeth. Damn, she was hungry.

So was I.

I let her undo my belt, unbutton my pants, and pull down my fly while I flailed out of my shirt. Before she got her greedy little hands on my cock, though, I shoved her backward.

She’d been toying with her food all goddamn day. I was ready to eat. Read more »

An unexpected swim with my best friend [FF] [wetlook]

*If you’re unfamiliar with wetlook, I suggest you read my* [last post](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/udz1f0/my_first_fully_clothed_swim_fsolowetlook/)*.*

It was an unusually cloudy and chilly summer day. My friends and I were in the hotel pool, splashing around — our first summer break after the first year. Among the three of us, I was pretty easy to recognize, because I had been the only one in the pool wearing clothes; a black shortsleeve with a white logo, tucked into blue cutoff shorts, both becoming shiny and tight every time I would emerge from the water.

My friends had no idea this was a fetish for me, and I had no idea how they would react if they found out, which is why I defaulted to my standard excuse when it comes to bathing in clothes — “I feel more comfortable”.

Later in the afternoon, Anna and I went for a walk along the shore. Ivonne stayed in our hotel room because she felt it was too cold. And she was right — we ended up getting back to our room to put on jeans because it was too chilly for shorts. Read more »

Cherry Tops [M/F] [2]

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=== **RENEE** ===

“I can’t believe you let him cum in you.”

I couldn’t really show how I felt that night when we went our separate ways, but the next day was when I got my sense of clarity. “You really let him cum inside you.”

“What, what’s the big deal?” Brie kind of laughed as she poured herself a glass of water and grabbed an apple from our fridge. Then, she kind of laughed, shook her head, and then looked at me with a cocked eyebrow. “Oh, I get it. You wanted it.”

“No! It’s…. we just met him, and already you let him do that?”

She juggled the apple one-handed and then took a strong bite. “You’re just jealous,” she said in a sing-song fashion, “you *wanted* him to cum inside you instead!”

We know where he lives, he’s dorming right now in the state college, so we can’t exactly just go into his place.

“A-Anyway, we need to get a morning-after pill,” I changed the subject and she agreed.

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Femtopia: A Women’s World Christina Part 1 EXTENDED VERSION WITH SEX SCENES – [Fantasy] [Dark] [Dystopia] [Femdom] [Trigger: Slaves] [Male Free Use] [Virgins]

**Hey guys, if you read this already, thanks for reading. If not welcome. I am re-posting an extended version of Part 1 with sex scenes. Go to *** for the start of the sex scenes.**

This is a continuation of my Femtopia world in which women lead and are the dominant and superior gender. I’d recommend reading my original stories first (at least my first one) for information on how the world works, though I’ll still be delving into it here a little.

Part 1: Femtopia with Martha

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u41ykv/a_womens_world_martha_part_1_fantasy_dark/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u41ykv/a_womens_world_martha_part_1_fantasy_dark/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

**Trigger Warning: Slaves (Male)**
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Christina had lived in Femtopia her entire life. Femtopia as it was known, was a place in which women were considered to be the superior gender. Women held all the top jobs, all the top careers, all government jobs, and were seen as being superior to men in all aspects of social life. For this reason, women were dominant and they led in all aspects of social affairs over men, ordering them around, demanding things of them, and really just controlling everything, with men being unable to stop it. Read more »

Good Girl (FM)

I sit on the chair next to the bed and gently part my legs. I am wearing your white shirt.  It hangs loosely, buttons undone. The fabric on the chair feels cool on my bare ass. I close my eyes and can smell you on the shirt. Waves of longing cascade through me.

I open my eyes. You are watching me.

I hear your voice. You command me to touch  myself. The tone in your voice excites me and I tremble a little. I trace a fingertip on my lips and slowly move my hand down my chin, my neck then onto my breasts. My other hand glides down my stomach and gently between my legs. I start slowly rubbing my clit, my fingers slipping into the wetness. 

I keep my eyes locked onto you and watch as you look longingly between my legs. You love the way I look down there and it turns me on knowing you’re watching me. 

As I feel myself getting closer to coming, you walk over to me holding the black tie. You are not allowing me to come yet. You take my hands and tie them tightly behind the back of the chair.  I feel the throbbing between my legs in expectation. Read more »

A Mix-Up at Jewel Lake (Part 1) [MMFF] [Anal] [Cuckold]

“Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Robertson, right? We’ve been waiting for you!”

Tatyana smiled awkwardly at the all-too-chipper clerk, who was clutching her clipboard like it was a lifeline. “Um, yeah, that’s us. Sorry, I know we’re late…” she replied, gesturing to her husband who was, as ever, a few steps behind with his eyes glued to his phone. “Sean? Sweetie? Come on,” she said, gently tugging at the fabric of her husband’s sleeve. He grunted in acknowledgment and followed his wife and the hotel clerk, eyes never leaving his phone.

“Now, we know you have to head the keynote right now, but we just wanted to assure you that your room is set up exactly as you had asked,” the clerk bubbled to Tatyana and Sean, her ear-to-ear grin never faltering the entire time. Taty looked away and smiled rigidly, thinking about the two twin beds she had asked for, to replace the single king that was usually in the rooms. Read more »

Disobedience [m/f] [BDSM] [Fdom]

He found himself pinned against the bed, naked. She kept him down with a hand whilst she tied him up, efficiently. He struggled, but only a little. She’d trained him enough that he knew she’d only punish him if he tried to fight back.

She’d come back early and caught him by surprise. He’d been watching porn and pleasuring himself when the bedroom door swung open – that was two rules broken. He just hadn’t been able to resist it, the rush at the idea he could be caught heating his blood.

“How many times have you done this whilst I’ve been gone?” She asked, deceptively calm.

He didn’t answer.

“How many times?” Her tone was a warning.

But he kept his mouth stubbornly shut.

She sighed. “Fine. We’ll do this the hard way.”

She straddled him, grinding on him slowly, and watched his tension be replaced by a different kind of strain. He rocked against her slowly, tentatively. She stroked his cheek, and his movements became certain.

She unbuttons her shirt, undresses slowly, seductively. When she crawls back on to the bed she takes his cock into her hand firmly. She runs the other down his chest as she begins to stroke him. Read more »

Being Seen [FFM]

Anne wanted to be seen.

In her first year at college my girlfriend, Anne, took some introductory art classes, including a figure drawing class. The class went from the basics to still life, then to drawing people and finally to nude models. The models were not, contrary to how it often appears in movies, especially attractive or sexual. The point was to teach the students, not to get them aroused. For the most part the models could be best described as “fit” and then left at that.

Still Anne found herself deeply aroused in every class. Not by the models but by the people watching. She wondered what it would be like to be the subject of such rapt attention, to have so many eyes on you. She started to dwell on the feeling of being exposed, of being unable to hide anything.

It spilled into our sex. She would get me to watch her in the shower, to watch her masturbating on the bed, even to film her. But it didn’t satiate the yearning. I saw her all the time. Nothing was revealed. Nothing was exposed. She needed something more. Read more »