Category: eroticliterature

I will buy dinner and you can bring dessert [FM]

We had been friends on social media for years. You spent the last 2 of them trying to get me into bed, I always refused as you were 15 years my junior, it really annoyed you “age doesn’t matter” you kept telling me as I kept turning you down. I really was tempted when you sent me a picture of you, naked. Damn you had a gorgeous body and the sexiest arse I’d ever seen. You would often send messages describing what you were going to do to me, that you would have me bent over your sofa begging for mercy or that you wanted to write your name on my clit with your tongue. I have to admit it turned me on, I was in a dead bedroom situation at home and needed a release.

I’d had a particularly shit time recently when you sent a message out of the blue, asking how I was. I moaned about life. You replied “look come for dinner, no strings attached, just a nice meal, we get on well, we can have a laugh, I promise I’ll behave” “that would be a first” I replied but I agreed to meet up, I needed a break and we did get each others humour. You ended the message with “I will buy dinner, you can bring dessert” and a wink. Read more »

[FM] The One Where We Went to Dinner [public orgasm]

We are eating at a restaurant. The food is good but you are where my attention is drawn. You’re wearing a shortish dress, low cut in the front, giving me many views of your perfect chest. I’ve been checking you out all night. We’re in a booth near the back of the restaurant. I need to feel you. I put my hand on your knee under the table. You look at me with an inquisitive look but don’t resist. Read more »

Here’s the Deal… Part I [F/M]

My husband’s friends are around a lot more than he or I would like to admit. I won’t use any names, but when I was first introduced to hubby’s bff, let’s call him Ted, I thought he was obnoxious and crude.

I understand that playful badgering and ridicule are sometimes the toxic traits of a long time friendship, but my husband tends to take the brunt of their jokes and Ted is by far his biggest bully.

Growing up together, I know they’ve seen each other naked at least one time or another, and Ted never fails to bring up the size of my husband’s manhood whenever they start ragging on one another. Often calling him a woman, Ted has always referred to my husband’s penis as a “baby dick”.

Even with the pandemic going on, Ted is consistently around anytime my husband is not at his job. He has had complete control over our “us” time, and he often crashes on one of our couches after too many drinks.

Complaints to hubby about Ted as an ever increasing nuisance have continuously fallen on deaf ears. At wits end, my decision to take a different and although sluttier approach to rectifying my dilemma is what has lead us to now, and thus the beginning of my confession. Read more »

Here’s the Deal.. Part II [F/M]

Leaning in to kiss me, I didn’t have the heart to stop him. My husband’s lips met mine in a long passionate endearment and his beard tickled as it brushed my face.

“I love you.” He said soberly.

Holding eachother tightly at the foot of the bed, we eventually broke apart and went to work on a quick fix for dinner. After devouring my food in silence, I immediately darted off to our bedroom and straight into the shower.

Tears again streaming from my face, I ran the water as hot as I could withstand. With suds in my hair, I shaved my legs, my arm pits and my still tainted pussy. Removing any trace of Ted’s violation, I scrubbed myself inside and out, and proceeded to rinse the conditioner from my scalp as the events of the day regretably replayed in my head.

Ted’s arrogance, my own actions, and the “bet” my husband had failed to mention, had created a circumstance I was going to have to come to grips with. I didn’t know what my husband was going to do about his friend, but I knew the thought of being “fairplay” made me cringe. The only thing that could come from this would be a more obnoxious and repulsive version of Ted. Read more »

The Greatest Warrior Ever Part 5 [NonCon, Dark, Male Power Fantasy, Blatant Misogyny]

Aegaros had traveled a long time now but eventually he had circled back to Midden. Lera had finally found herself a new outfit, however it was still incredibly dirty since it had belonged to a dead traveler on the road. Now they reached a wooded area where Aegaros suddenly stopped midway through the path.

In his way was a woman wearing a cutlass and a buckler.

“Sorry, big man,” she said with a smirk. “End of the line. Hand over your val-”

Aegaros dashed into the trees. The woman growled and yelled for her cohorts to fire at him. They had been hiding but Aegaros had sniffed them out.

Lera dove for the ground and heard several sounds of dying screams. The raider woman now stood gasping as Aegaros dashed into the other tree line and slaughtered the rest of the bandits.

All this happened in a few quick moments before Aegaros suddenly charged at the raider woman and knocked her to the ground. He was covered in blood, but still alive and well. It was probably not even his blood. Lera peered up now and saw Aegaros flip the raider woman on her stomach. Read more »

A Father’s Struggle 40 – Thumb Drive (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

**JESUS!!!  AGAIN?  REALLY???**

I grumbled after the collision thinking *NEW RULE: EVERYONE HAS TO WEAR BELLS SO THIS SHIT DOESN’T HAPPEN!*

I looked at the person I had collided with and blinked to see it was the **same** person….Reagan.

I smiled as I looked at her, “Ok I’m beginning to think you’re doing this **on purpose**.”

Reagan groaned, “At least this time you’re not jabbing me in the side.”

I thought *when did I jab you?* then I thought back on our previous collision….when I had watched Abby masturbate to me which caused a *normal* reaction.  And I was still hard when I *collided* with Reagan.

*Oh right!*

I smiled, “Sorry about that.”

I stood up and held out my hand to Reagan, “You should really be more careful.”

She looked at me, “And you shouldn’t be running **all over** the place without ***looking***.”

I smiled, “It’s **my** house Reagan.”

She groaned but accepted my hand as I pulled her up, “This is twice now.”

She spoke, “I know.”

I added, “And **this** time you’re at **my** door not wandering around.”

She spoke and didn’t look at me, “I know.” Read more »

A Cattle Girl Adventure: Chapters 4 (Story tags: Dark Fantasy, Torture, BDSM, Milking, Submissive, Sexual Acts, Girl on Girl, Guy on Girl, Asphyxiation, Plot Driven)

Here you can download Chapter 4 and 1-3 of the book.

**Download the BDSM version**, the rest are dark horror versions of the story.

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Comes in three versions

BDSM (No gore, or death)

Deadly Peril (Some gore and death)

Gruesome Peril (More gory examples and more details when things happen)

More info about the book can be read here:

[https://warningmrfriendlys.blogspot.com/p/cattle-girl-adventure-escaping-fate.html](https://warningmrfriendlys.blogspot.com/p/cattle-girl-adventure-escaping-fate.html)

Cover and Backside:

[https://imgur.com/a/g55yqSa](https://imgur.com/a/g55yqSa)

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Summary for the book:

Imagine a land where big busty cattle girls roam free, well that is not really the case here. In this land cattle girls have been recognized for their nutritious milk and pleasurable qualities among the humans. So follow along on an adventurous journey through this depraved sexual land as we find out just what lies in store for the cattle girls.

It’s a pornographic dark fantasy book about meatgirls, that is captured and used by humans.

[MF] Ryan and His Stepsister Part 35 [Incest]

Ryan desperately wanted to jerk off. He was literally on edge since Maddy had shown him her breasts. His mind would constantly go back to images of her tits during all hours of the day. It did not matter what he was doing as Maddy’s amazing boobs would pop up in his mind.

He had found himself touching his bulge at the most inconvenient moment like in his class. He would be in his own world and his hand would stray down to his crotch and he would start playing with it. It always took him a while to get back to reality and instantly stop touching himself.

He would come out of these daydreams in fear as he prayed that nobody had seen him basically jerking off in class. He told himself that he needed to get control over himself and stop thinking about his stepsister’s tits. But, it was literally impossible.

Those nice perky tits with those light pink nipples were constantly on his mind. The touch of those boobs still lingered on his hand and he would fantasize about cupping both of those tits and playing with Maddy’s nipples. God, he was dying to touch them again. Read more »

First time with an older woman [FF]

The first time I was with an older woman was a few years ago. I was 22 and she was in her mid forties. We were at a Pride after party of friend of an ex was hosting and got to talking. She had only just come out in the last year, and had an ex-husband and a teenage son.

I could tell she was really nervous as we sat in the back yard drinking and smoking cigarettes. She was telling me about how she had a new condo where she lived with her son, and how exciting her first pride was. She was also eyeing me up a lot, but really shyly and trying to act like she wasn’t. I thought she was pretty cute for a middle aged lady, especially since she was small enough for me to throw over my shoulder.

As the party was winding down I decided to take a chance and invited her back to my place for a few more drinks. She stuttered a few times and blushed but she accepted. I only lived a few blocks away so we walked over, sharing another cigarette and she nervously held my hand. I opened up the front door to my building and led her downstairs to my basement apartment. Read more »

A Special Date (1)

As I applied my favourite lipstick, colour like fresh blood, my eyes wandered through the room. It was only dimly lit now as to not disturb the mood of the place. It was evening and anticipation is in the air. Carefully I readjusted my garter belt, lace stockings and bra, nothing could be out of line tonight. One last look at my reflection, which stared back at in disbelief at what I got myself into. Read more »