Category: eroticliterature

Not your Average Joe

Joe was the college chad but of course not the kind you see in memes. No, Joe was both handsome, strong, charismatic, smart, and hard working. The joke around Joe was that he was anything but the Average Joe. Many of his friends would say “God specked him out for all classes” (Joe also gamed).

His other friends would say “Joe could play any sport so he should play for the one which paid the most.” (Joe was a sporty person)

Joe this, Joe that. Joe was literally Jesus to some.

Veronica wondered what was something Joe couldn’t do. What was some flaw? The way she saw it, Joe was a Mary Sue but for real life. She supposed she wasn’t exactly the most flawed herself, but she had limits and lenses to which she excelled. She sighed.

That lens of expertise was limited to her appearance and her academics. She was cute and hot or so the pervs around her had many times said. She just couldn’t hold much of a conversation or woo anyone she actually liked.

And what made it worse is, she liked Joe. Read more »

Tremors and a dick sucking

A true story

I started going out with this little firebomb Spanish girl and good lord let me tell you what. At first she didn’t seem to interested in me. But after a few times out I got her to come over for a movie. My goofy ass couldnt figure out what to watch and I was very relieved when she chose that aweful “horror” movie from forever ago. We started watching and having some small talk. I can’t quite remember who made the first move but I clearly remember her hand rubbing me thru my pants. The next thing I know this little black haired bombshell is on her knees infront of me about to suck my dick. To this point I truly had never had a good blowjob, only a few times was I able to cum in a girl’s mouth. But everything changed that day. She sucked the soul out of me. Gagging while looking up at me. Sloppy. Used both her hands. My god this little slut rocked my world. From that day on I had to get as much of my cock in her throat as I possibly could. And she was more than happy to make that happen. Read more »

Fucking you at work. (F,M) (Oral) (Creampie)

You went to work in a mood this morning, I had to be out early and we didn’t have time for sex. I love morning sex with you, its so slow and needy. It gets me ready for the day..

I was in a long meeting when you started sending messages about how horny you were. I tried not to blush when I read them. “I need to fuck you right now” was the first followed by a picture of your hard cock bulging in your slacks. “When I get home, you had better be naked and in bed, I’m going to dominate your pussy for hours” was the next.

I tried ignoring Telegram, so you started sending them on WhatsApp. “I need to be inside you right now” Holy fuck you were making me so horny and wet, I couldn’t concentrate. You know exactly what turns me on, you do it all the time. Making an excuse I went to the bathroom and sent you a picture of my soaking thong. “please stop, I begged, look what you are doing to me” Read more »

[FM] A deal with the Demoness (supernatural, dark, futa)

*In which a 22 year old loser is visited by a demonic spirit- who promises him everything he desires- at a price.*

She came to me in a dream- inhuman black eyes, glossy fire-apple red skin, huge, gravity-defying tits with coal-black nipples. It was like she had sprung to life off the bumper sticker on the back of some old corny old dude’s Chevy s10. With one exception- the heavy, angry looking twelve-inch cook that hung between to thick thighs.

I wasn’t too surprised at first. Since Claire split with me last month, my primary solace had been found in weed and hentai. Yeah, whatever, don’t look at me like that. I didn’t say I was proud of it. But the combo tended to produce some pretty out-there dreams. But then, wait a second, how was I still dreaming if I had just *realized* I was dreaming? Or maybe i wasn’t? I was still in my shitty basement room, the posters on the wall were all legible… and this demon lady wasn’t acting like the big-titty half-human ladies who came to call on me usually did. Read more »

I watch you take her

We are a couple who hunt young girls for prey. You are a middle aged man, large stature, stong, rugged. I am in my late 20s but look much younger.

We crash college parties together, looking for the right girl. The shy freshman who doesn’t know anyone yet but desperately wants to fit in, make new friends, and have the “college experience.” I pretend to be a shy freshman, too. I nervously start chatting with her. We bond over our hesitation to join in. I tell her I’m new here, too. She confides that she is a virgin and can’t wait to have a real college boyfriend. She hopes to meet her future husband.

We have a couple of drinks, and she begins to relax. I tell her I’m feeling a little light-headed, and I think I’m going to head back to my apartment just across the way – would she like to come and hang out for a while? Of course she would; she doesn’t want to be left alone again in the middle of this party where she knows no one. She thinks she’s made a new friend. She follows me outside. As we walk down the sidewalk, you silently emerge from the shadows and follow behind us. Read more »

[MF] The One Where I Came in My Teammates Ex

In college I was on scholarship to play basketball. My junior year our backup guard Jason broke up with his girlfriend Ashley. I never really thought much about Ashley and typically bro code says to stay away from your friends exes. I wasn’t really close with him but he was my teammate and we typically look out for each other.

I’d see Ashley on campus, I would always be cordial. We all ran in a group of friends that were fairly close knit. It wasn’t uncommon to have Ashley be wherever we were.

We were at a party Saturday night. The basketball season had just come to an end and we were blowing off some steam. All the usual suspects were there, including Ashley. I’d never really paid much attention but Ashley was really my type. She was on the taller side, around 5’9”, she was a bigger girl not heavy just curvy. The curves looked really good. Things were getting pretty rowdy late into the night, for whatever reason, Ashley and I kept finding ourselves in the same room in close proximity to each other. We flirted, played the typical eye contact game. I knew I needed to stay away from her. But there was definitely something that kept drawing me to her. I didn’t want anyone to catch on as I knew Jason would be upset. Read more »

A Father’s Struggle 42 – The Sharers Are Back (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

I groaned an unintelligible sound as I pulled my dick out of Maxine’s already goo filled pussy as I blasted my recent pent up orgasm all over Maxine’s ass and into Lola’s awaiting mouth as she *tried* to catch what sprayed out at high force only catching some of it while the rest landed Maxine’s bare ass and Lola’s already messed up makeup as it landed on her face as I furiously masturbated my dick trying to get all of my cum out.

My groan lasted only a few moments as my dick sprayed my third shot all over Lola and Maxine before I finally slumped back onto my feet panting and drenched in sweat a faint smile on my face.

Lola smiled up at me and equally drenched in her own sweat while Maxine was face down panting glistened in her own sweat….and my cum as both had effectively milked me of three shots of my cum.

I sat back smiling at my work after such a vigorous activity of fucking two gorgeous women still not believing my luck nor questioning their equal willingness to fuck me. Read more »

The Roommate Fantasy: Returning the Favor M/F

It’s been days.
And I can’t stop thinking about it.

In fact, just last night.
I touched myself thinking about you..

Neither of us has brought up what happened the other day.
Almost makes me feel as though I imagined the whole thing.

That was until you whispered over to me in the middle of having drinks with friends.
Your pussy tastes delicious, by the way.

Why here?
Why now?

I can feel the blood rushing to my face.
That sentence alone sent a shiver right down to my clit.

Are you sure you want to do this?
I ask, as I place my hand on your groin, under the table.

Are you sure? You ask back.

I move slowly so as to not draw any attention to us.
I can’t help but squeeze my thighs together as the anticipation builds between my own legs.

I can feel you getting hard.
And the harder you get the more I unravel.

I don’t know if I can wait till we’re home.
I remember we parked your car in a pretty dark spot of the lot. Read more »

Art On Display [MF][bd][exhib]

She stands in the middle of the room as people move about enjoying themselves. Her arms strung up above her, simultaneously showing the length of her body and pulling her breasts higher on her chest. The cold metal of the spreader bar attached to her ankles in stark contrast to her flushed skin. Poised between her lips, as if it always belonged, a ball gag to accompany her other accessories. Both breasts bearing jeweled, dangling nipple clamps combined with a matching clip, exposing her clitoris. Although small, each inspiring quite an elaborate atmosphere. The final piece to her wardrobe, her favorite of all his ties, a dark teal, silk fabric, secured over her eyes, magnifying her vulnerability.

Compliment after compliment quickly being shared as the party attendees stop to admire the room’s centerpiece. He stands and watches from afar as pride begins to well up inside of him. So many wishing they could touch what they can now only savor with their stares. He occasionally smiles to himself when hearing partners whisper of how they’d make use of her if given the opportunity. However, remarks and wishes remain bound among fantasy as the velvet ropes create a barrier to signify she is art on display or rather, his art on display. Read more »

The Cruise, part Four [FF]

Emily headed back to her room where she had a quick shower, then checked her work phone again. There were no appointments listed in her calendar and no text messages, so Emily decided to go for a swim. She changed into her one piece swimsuit, and headed to the top deck where there was an outdoor pool. The sun had set when she arrived but it was still very warm out. Emily put her purse down on a deck chair, then stepped into the pool. A quarter of the pool was sectioned off into 25 meter swim lanes, almost entirely unused as far as Emily could see. She went over and took one, then did laps for fifteen minutes.

When Emily was done with her laps, she got back out of the pool and toweled herself off and checked her work phone again. Still nothing so she brought her purse with her and sat down on a stool at the poolside bar.

A minute later the bartender came over and asked, “What can I get you?” Read more »