Category: eroticliterature

Anna and her sisters Pt 7

“Omg babe….that was so fucking hot!!! Plans fizzled, and I wanted to see. Sorry not sorry lol. Tell her I’m on my way, but will go into the basement and stay down there until midnight.” Anna’s text had read

“That bitch! She said midnight. My time isn’t up yet, good thing she likes to watch.” Bridge said leaning forward and running her fingers across my balls.

She smiled and crawled toward me. “Lick my balls, clean your cum from them.” Her tongue snaked out as she got closer, she licked my sack, sucking my right nut into her mouth.

I texted Anna back, “She doesn’t care, said you like to watch.”

“You want more of my cock?”
“Mmhmm” she moaned with my sack in her mouth. I stroked myself while she licked on me, my cock stiffening again.

“Bedroom.” I said. She looked up at me and smiled, my balls falling out of her mouth. She stands up, just in her heels and stockings, turns and heads back to my bedroom swaying her hips and shaking her jiggly ass as she walked away. I grabbed my phone and texted Anna the video of me entering her sister the first time and the picture of my cum dripping from her. Read more »

Step Sister Corruption Part 245 – Day 128 Breeder Denial (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

Summer only processed what she heard for a moment before her facial features changed from shock to anger.

The change was so quick as I barely saw her move as she had her hands around my neck as she spoke calmly, “Are you telling me you fucked a girl who can get pregnant and fucking **bred** her?!?”

What just happened?

And how did she move so quickly as I barely got the ‘*ack!*’ out before her grip tightened as I heard her speak so calmly.

I looked her in the eyes and saw that they were beginning to fill with tears.

I tapped my hands on hers and making her realize that she was actually squeezing on my neck and couldn’t really answer as she loosened her hold around my neck so I could talk….. barely.

I chose my next words carefully as I hoarsely answered, “Of course not Summer!”

She looked at me as a tear was threatening to drop out of her eye as she spoke now more shakily, “You promise?”

I nodded furiously still sounding like a frog, “Yes I promise! If you don’t believe me ask the leech on my dick she was there.” Read more »

It’s A Man’s World, But Space Belongs To The Women: Chapter 2 [mf][preg][sci-fi]

Sarah had given me enough time to take a shower, and then grab a bite to eat, but as I chewed my way through a flash-frozen lasagne, she hovered in the peripheral before finally sitting down in front of me, with her omnipresent tablet. “Y’know, the lasagne… Not the world’s greatest.” I said, trying to tear off a bit of the cheesey bit. Sarah smiled, and nodded. “We tried our best to cater to your preferences while we’re still setting up the operations, but plants take time to grow, obviously, and the chefs are due with the hospitality unit, so for now, we’re going to have to live off the frozen stuff. If it makes a difference, they got you real beef.” I nodded. Indeed it did- it brought back memories of my twentieth birthday, when I had had a whole chile con carne to myself. “It’s good. Just not the world’s greatest, is all I was trying to say. Not that I’m ungrateful, or anything.” Words came spilling out, and Sarah brushed her hair out of her face as she laughed. “I’ll make sure that the first dish you get when the fresh produce comes next week is hot out of the oven.” It was hard to keep track of all of the things that were still yet to come- even now, it felt like a city- hundreds of domes, with desire paths in the moss having formed a rough template for where the pavements would be placed, eventually. There had even been angry passive aggressive notes about wiping shoes “because of biohazards”. It was easy to forget that it was still early days yet. Read more »

Marina and Russell Pt. 28 [M72/F22]

**”Russell the embarrassing”**

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Morning. me and Russell are still sleeping, and now I’m starting to see a dream: Russell was sitting, I kneel and take off his shoes, looking into his eyes.

“Why are you acting like that?”

He was surprised. And I answered quietly:

“I feel guilty… forgive me…”

He stood up and said:

“Don’t say that…”

I, continuing to kneel, bent down and said with tears:

“Forgive me, Russell!”

And I kept saying, crying a little and smiling a little:

“And do everything you want with me…”

And I started kissing his toes and then started licking them, and kissing and licking his foot. He said:

“Marina… I would like us to have sex endlessly… without stopping…”

I answered very quietly, embarrassed:

“Me… t… too…”

He asked:

“What did you say? I didn’t hear.”

I said a little louder, but quietly:

“Me… too…”

He said:

“Repeat again! More loudly!”

I said very loudly:

“Me too!”

I was very embarrassed, looked down, hanged my head and thought: now I can’t look Russell in the eye after what I said because I’m so ashamed… Read more »

An Obscure British Judicial Erotica By Ian Smiht

I read and recommending an erotic eBook story on A1 Adult eBooks called State Punishment by Ian Smith.

The Blurb is copied and pasted bellow

A new world order with new laws, a clamp down on delinquents, state discipline and imprisonment for the slightest infringement of any law anywhere any time.

Virginal Kim is responsible for breaking a shop window and very swiftly finds herself in prison, subject to prison punishment and worst of all, subject to the other unspoken usage for prisoners (male and female), in state brothels!

Erotica meets dystopia link bellow

https://a1adultebooks.com/ebooks/b5639-state-punishment.htm

What did you think of the story?

The Hunt – Chapter 2

TW: Delayed Gratification, Edging, WereWolf Fantasy, Orgasm Denial.

You rouse, the dawn twilight trickling through the trees as a light breeze passes along your naked form. As you find yourself becoming more aware, you begin to feel an emptiness, a longing inside you. Reaching yours hands around you, searching for his body, you find only the leaves and branches littering the forest floor. Your eyes open, adjusting to the daylight and look around the small clearing where you lay. You find your running jogging bottoms and a hoodie hung over a tree nearby. You could have swore that you lost them in the struggle last night…

You swiftly raise up, ignoring the ache In your muscles and begin to dress, finding your sneakers on the ground nearby. Once you’re dressed appropriately, you begin to find your way out of the wood and back to the park entrance, making your way home to your warm bed.

Entering your home, you briefly consider a shower as you pass the bathroom, but your body calls out for your soft warm bed. You take a large inhale through your nose and traces of what you experienced last night dance through your mind. His scent along your body begins to take hold within you, bringing your psyche right back to the desperate sense of need you felt. Your mind begins to recover the memories of the night, trying to make sense of it all. Read more »

Marina and Russell Pt. 27 [M72/F22]

**”Finding the place to get out of the rain”**

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Cloudy morning. I change clothes in order to go to the shop. Russell comes into the bedroom and asks me:

“Sweetheart, are you going somewhere?”

I answered:

“Yes, to the shop.”

He asked:

“Would you like us to go to the shop together?”

And I answered:

“Let’s go! I’ll have more fun with you!”

He said joyfully:

“Great! Now I’ll take a sip of coffee, and I’ll change clothes too!”

We went outside. We go into the shop, and Russell said:

“We need to buy nutellina, I ate it up yesterday.”

We approach the counter with hazelnut cocoa spread, and we see that there is no nutellina. He said:

“What? There’s no nutellina? Oh, we’ll have to look for it in another shop.”

I asked:

“Why don’t we buy another hazelnut cocoa spread for tasting?”

He answered:

“No, other spreads taste so-so. Let’s go to another shop.”

I said:

“Okay.”

And we went around several nearest shops, but there’s no nutellina anywhere. Russell said:

“Why isn’t there nutellina anywhere???” Read more »

Fall From Grace [M/F][impact]

She displayed herself on their bed, messed about by their playing. On her knees she stayed, until he motioned for her to obey. She slowly began to bend at the waist to bow, hiding her face in the blankets.

She could hear the leather belt being drawn, the mundane sound of the metal buckles hitting each other. Only now, that sound echoed in her mind and brought new meaning to falling to her knees; her mental self becoming parallel to her physical self. Prior to this night she’d not been struck with a belt since she was a child.

She attempted to relax and drew in a deep breath, holding it for what felt like ages before letting it go. In that moment she imagined all the weight of her day leaving with it. Within seconds she felt the first swift lick of the belt against her buttocks. She winced, however, it wasn’t quite as bad as she’d thought it would be. She regretted her admission quickly, however, as the leather kissed her skin again, harder and faster than before, not allowing her to even fully grasp the fall she was beginning to endure. Read more »

My first time with another girl

The party was boring. I was sitting on a couch with Vanessa, a good friend. We had been there for almost an hour and a half and really started to get bored. Vanessa and I sat there and talked shit about everything and everyone at the party, how ugly they were, how boring they were, how poorly dressed they were and not least how poor they were. in addition to this the music was dull and the alcohol cheap. (Now that I’m getting older, I can not understand why anyone bothered to be friends with people like us and certainly not why we were invited to parties)

Vanessa and I talked seriously about going, dropping it all, but we had no better place to go either. At least we did not want to go home. Not yet.

Like Lightning from Clear Skies, a good song finally comes from the stereo. Vanessa jumps up, grabs me by the hand and drags me out onto the dance floor. She pushes people away on our way to the center of the dance floor. Out on the floor we start dancing tight and sexy, letting our hands run up and down on each other’s bodies. Almost immediately we start to kiss. I have my tongue deep inside her mouth and I can taste the cheap wine she has been drinking. Read more »

Dark Secret

Alone, something all too familiar to me. Streets look the same, different people walk them. Businesses come and go, promising hope and prosperity, shattered through time. I am no one but a shadow among the living. They continue to live their worry laden lives, knowing their days are numbered. Yet they do nothing to improve themselves with each experience they have. I guess that is why it isn’t so difficult to feed from them. They are but mere snacks to me.
I lost my emotional view of them long ago. As the word moral became basically extinct, they lost their human essence, there for, lost my empathy. I look at people like they are candy bars; each one with a different name and package, but delivering the same satisfaction for my mood at the time of my feed. Read more »