Category: eroticliterature

Surprised Playing.

I was home alone because my boyfriend was on duty at his job.

I went to the shower for a delicious bath with warm water and being under the shower I imagined him bending down passing his tongue between my legs, uff I got so wet! when I went out and dried myself I lay naked on my bed. I began to touch myself, to play with myself, to try myself thinking of him. My fingers went in and out giving me pleasure I was so, so excited that I didn’t feel that they opened the door of my room, when I realized it was him looking at me, his gaze was full of lust and he ordered me to continue, that commanding voice got me so excited that I kept touching myself but this time looking into his eyes. He lowered his pants and began to touch his cock, seeing my face he told me “come all over baby, come” I had such a pleasant orgasm that I wet the bed for him and he filled my breasts with all his fluid, it was very rich and exciting.

Rod’s Pleasure Carnival, Part 1 [College] [Free Use] [Gangbang] [Blowjob] [Bukkake]

*Jasmine Reviello is a 22-year-old college dropout living in Southern California, just outside of Los Angeles. This series follows her through the erotic, degrading misadventures of her life as an employee of a popular new sex carnival opened on Venice Beach. It does get “gross” at times, but as the carnival’s owner, Rod, promises: “there’s something here for everyone.”*

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I guess you could say I’ve never had a “real” job. I dropped out of college after one semester, but wasn’t about to go back home to live with my parents — they’d had enough of my “slacker” tendencies and I’d had enough of their constant hovering. So I found myself on the opposite side of the country from them, making bad decisions with the other California dreamers who roamed the boardwalks and city streets carrying a creaky longboard in one hand and a smoldering joint in the other.

My friend Marcy, who I frequently skipped Sociology with while I was still pretending I would complete my Arts degree, was the one who told me about the carnival for the first time. We were 19 then, and neither of us was about to squeeze into a restaurant apron or gas station visor just to buy dinner. But she’d been approached on campus by a recruiter for a new attraction coming to the area, promising big money for the right employees. Read more »

Daddy can I sit on your face and suck your cock?

Let’s play . I am a kinkky and really enjoy talking about the things that excite you, then using those to my advantage as we chat. I enjoy masturbation instructions. I like knowing that the person on the other side is following my commands and bringing them pleasure, and sometimes frustration (denial can be quite fun) through my words. I’d really like to get off while you hear me moan and cum. I would love some encouragement!

An Uber Home

Hey guys. I’m new to this, let me know you think, and if you’d be interested in a part 2.

A short sigh of frustration escaped her lips as Addy sat into the back seat of an uber, closed the door, and adjusted a short black skirt beneath her. “Heading home miss?” The driver asked. “unfortunately..” she replied. The driver gave her a soft empathetic smile through the rear view mirror and pulled away from the curb. She hadn’t planned on leaving alone, but her husbands behavior at the bar was inexcusable. What intended to be a couples night out with friends quickly turned into an uncomfortable and insulting evening. As she starred out the window into the dark, although busy, streets. Anger welled up within her as she decided how to approach the situation with her husband once he came home. “Why can’t men just keep it in their, pants?” She interrogated fiercely, startling the driver. “I uh.. I’m not sure what to tell you miss.” He hesitated. She sighed again, “I’m sorry, I’m just…  I don’t mean to take it out on you.” Again, he offered a broken smile through the rear view mirror and briefly caught her eyes. The street lamps periodically illuminated Addy’s face, catching the drivers interest immediately. Long brown hair, framed a lightly glittered and narrow face. Deep hazel eyes contrasted a fair complexion with beautiful natural make up. Read more »

At his mercy [true story] [M/F] [light BDSM] [tinder]

Hi! This is a rough preview of something I’ve been working on. Based on a personal encounter I had with a incredibly sexy bearded red headed man I met on Tinder. Hope you enjoy, and please be gentle… I’m just getting back into writing 💜

 He came up behind me and put his hand around my mouth and squeezed as he shoved his hand down the back of my shorts.  He made his way past my thick thighs to my soaked pussy and slid up and down my wet slit before he plunged two fingers deep inside me and started massaging my g-spot. How did he know exactly where it was? I couldn’t think about that now, all i could think about was this sexy man who had complete control of me. I’m at his mercy. I start whimpering and moaning into his hand that’s still tight around my mouth, pulling my thick body closer to him. I can feel his thick cock getting stiffer as he continues fucking my pussy  with his thick fingers, making a complete mess in my shorts. He starts massaging my clit with his thumb and that’s it, I can’t take it. I moan so loud into his hand, his grip tightens as he whispers to me “No, no shhh you’ve gotta be a good girl for me”. I can’t help but to moan even louder but as soon as it left my lips i knew I messed up………

Lovin’ in the Apocalypse Ch. 09 [Apocalypse, romance, horror, loving wife, sneaky sex, brothel]

Last time on Lovin’ in the Apocalypse!

Rachel continues to secretly bask in the heat of Kelsey’s scorn. Tom plays into his wife’s twisted desires and pulls Kelsey into a secret place to finally have a taste of that sweet pussy.

Meanwhile, Bruce crosses paths with Cameron’s team after spending a few days spying on New Washington. Having to flee in a hurry, Bruce mistakenly left behind evidence of his presence.

How will the group handle the signs of being stalked? Who will get satisfaction and who will be left wanting? Find out now!

Chapter 9: The Haze of Candle Smoke Nights

Tom squatted down on his haunches and rubbed his mouth as if he was deeply troubled. When dawn was starting to break and the sky turned grey, Tom had decided to check out the weird sound he heard about an hour ago. It sounded like an agitated infected fell over and then went completely silent. That was very unusual and when he could see enough details to feel safe, he came over to investigate. What he found was indeed suspicious and very concerning. Tom gathered up the items, took a slow sweeping look around and quickly made his way back to camp. He stuffed the evil items into his backpack so the others would not see them. He would have to talk to Cameron about it in private. Read more »

Battling Hyperspermia: Chapter 3 – Good friend Sandy lends a helping handy [MF] [Medical condition] [Shy male] [Excessive cum]

Mike sits at his desk nervously, doing his best to pass the time before Sandy shows up. As each minutes draws him nearer to their meeting, he can feel the steady passage of time grind him into his seat and grate his nerves raw. In the two hours he spends keeping himself distracted, Mike relieves himself just one time. Fidgeting in his chair, he receives a text from Sandy to indicate she’s on her way. He checks his phone with a start.

Mike opens the bottom drawer of his desk, stowing his cum-jug. Eyes darting around the room, he searches for any traces of mess or evidence of his lifestyle. Any clothes and rags saturated with his protein are tossed in the hamper. The bedsheets are changed as well. Loose trash and garments are tossed and sorted as he tidies up to an acceptable state. As Mike finishes cleaning up, a flash of movement out of the window catches his eye: Sandy’s car pulling up to the curb. Read more »

Ten feet under (Cardiophilia, BDSM, electro play) [Commission]

The door creaks when she opens it. Sometimes she thought he let the doors rust on purpose, to give it a sinister touch. Part of the protocol, of his foreplay. She would never fully understand that man. His hands stuffed in the pockets of the white lab coat, the stethoscope hanging from his neck with that serious air, his black eyes did not shine behind the crystal of his glasses. Dark lust and condescension in that unintelligible expression, she wasn’t allowed to hesitate or back down.

He holds out his hand, the long, thin phalanges pointing toward the white leather-lined stretcher. Handcuffs on her wrists would be exciting, it wouldn’t be the first time he had requested it; In this white-tiled room that had seen all the consensual abuse, between the four underground walls, in this man’s basement, which perfectly mimicked his professional zone… Joelle couldn’t understand the importance of protocol. That was his way, his modus operandi… she wasn’t allowed to question either. Descending into the dungeons of his home was an unspoken agreement between the two of them, in which she became a guinea pig with no chance to protest; her screams wouldn’t be heard ten meters under the ground, lost and intertwined between the violins and the romantic opera voices that composed the ideal melodies for those lunatic ears. Habanera played with lukewarm intensity in the cold air, it doesn’t take long for Joelle to be sucked into that time and space of dreams. Read more »

Virginity

When do we loose our virginity? The moment of penetration? The moment of climax? This was the difficult situation that I found myself in growing up. So, I guess it would be best to just tell my story and I’ll let you decide.

It was summer time and I was over at a friends house who I had known my entire life. He had a younger sister that was still extremely close to our age. There was a year, but not more then fifteen months between the two of them and after growing up there, she was like a younger sister to me.

One night, me and my friend were laying on the couches in the living room when we heard the crash of a tree breach break and bang off the side of the house. This caused Kelly and her friend Leanna to scream and come rushing out in just their long sleeping shirts.

They slip seamlessly under our blankets. Kelly with me and Leanna with my friend. I’m sure it was fayne freight, but she nuzzled into me and I could feel her ass gently rubbing against my already hard cock. Read more »

banging anti-circumcision chick [M/F]

It was a hot sunny afternoon at my neighbor’s BBQ party. It was a young married couple, Ricardo and Gabriella who were throwing the BBQ party. These neighbors despite being newcomers were already known as ‘eccentric activists’. Ricardo and Gabriella were both anti-circumcision activists (intactivists) who already began handing out their literature describing sexual dysfunction and problems experiencing pleasure among circumcised men.

I glanced at Gabriella as she went in the kitchen to bring put iced tea. As she walked by me I said, ‘Well i’m guessing Ricardo is uncircumcised.”

She looked back at me and said ‘he’s intact’. I glanced at her ass in those jeans as she walked inside.

I could already feel my incredibly sensitive circumcised penis begin to stir in my shorts.

About 20 minutes later, Ricardo announced to Gabriella that he forgot something at the hardware store and had to pick up. She nodded to him and i noticed she slyl glanced over to me looking at her with a smile.

As soon as Ricardo left, I approached Gabriella with the anti-circ literature.

‘Have you experienced a circumcised cock bwfore?’

‘No she said.’ She seemed flustered. Read more »