Category: eroticliterature

A Lesson in Patience – SOFT FEMDOM PETPLAY + FOOTJOB EROTICA pt. 2 written by yours truly

It’s the longest three seconds you’ve ever lived, watching me watch you as you crawl towards me, my unflinching gaze sliding over the smooth, almost feline roll of your body. By the time you reach my calves you feel naked. You certainly feel ridiculous in your office clothes, but you can somehow tell by my gaze that I’m unfazed.

You’ve reached my lap and are starting to hesitate. I can see it on you, staring at me from all fours.

“Up,” I say and gesture for you to sit back.

Only then do I lean forward and instead of grasping your chin again, you feel my knuckles graze your cheek and the warmest smile spreads across my face – you feel as if the sun has risen on your skin.

“You’re just about the most beautiful thing I’ve seen all day.”

Your heart stops at the declaration.

“Come,” I say, “sit here with me.” I’m gesturing at the spot on the floor next to my feet, making it clear where you’re expected, and where you’re not. Read more »

[F27] My first time being shared [MFM]

Hubby and his best friend literally grew up together, known each other since they were 6. They both do some SWAT type stuff for work and were attending the same class, so hubby’s friend Peter drove up a few hours to stay the week with us, since the commute for the course was much much shorter from our house. So these two come home from the first day of their class wearing their green uniforms and they’re dirty, sweaty, and goddamn sexy. Hubby and I had joked before about how Peter wanted to get in my pants, but we laughed it off because he’s married and they’ve been friends for so long. Well because bad decisions tend to multiply in groups we start drinking when they get home even though they have class the next morning very very early. Well we’re all fairly drunk, Peter has now shucked his pants (this is not unique to my presence, he does this every time he gets drunk, whatever) and he’s just wearing his compression shorts. Ho-lee-fuck the cock on that man was stretching every bit of life out of those compression shorts and he wasn’t even hard. The boys are still joking around and messing with guns which I made sure were unloaded because we don’t want any unnecessary holes in anyone, and Pete and hubby both caught me staring at his bulge. Not even a glance, I was full on staring at the absolute forearm in this man’s shorts. I was super embarrassed but extremely turned on, partially because of the alcohol, partially because of this massive cock that I could almost paint a picture of, and partially because these two large manly men in my house are doing man things and that just makes my pussy soak. Read more »

Twisted Alien Abduction

Inspired by a submission on r/dirtywritingprompts. Enjoy!

It’s not often I get a quiet, rainy afternoon to myself. Gina, my wife, was out running errands, and our son, Gavin, decided to spend some time at the gym. I decided to catch up on some shows everyone at work had been talking about, but _first_. Might as well rub one out in this rare moment of _total_ privacy. 

I had just gotten a raunchy video on the big screen TV, erection raging, bottle of lotion at the ready, when the doorbell rang. Frustration erupted in my chest, but I took a steadying breath and strode to the door. Emily was standing on the other side, shivering in her rain drenched clothes. 

“Emily?” I said in a surprised greeting. “What are you doing here?”

“Hey, Mr. Flagg,” she responded. I stood aside to allow her through the door.

“You know you can just call me Josh,” an offer I’ve given her countless times in the four years she’s been dating my son, but one she has yet to take me up on.  Read more »

I Lost Myself in Mexico (Day 3)[M/F][Cheat][Con]

[Day 1](https://reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t6iej5/i_lost_myself_in_mexico_day_1mfcheatcon/?)

[Day 2](https://reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t8y5qu/i_lost_myself_in_mexico_day_2mfcheatcon/)
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The bus full of free spirits never had a particular destination in mind. They drove, stopped where they pleased, and continued on down the long road that would take them to the tip of Chile if they so desired. There was never a plan, no itinerary, and no thought of meals or a place to rest until those things became necessary.

I did not adapt well.

We bounced down the highway as the morning cold began to make way for an afternoon heat, passing town after town, the coastline now out of sight and replaced by small mountains and wide, placid lakes.

I was staring at my phone. The last text I’d sent Sarah was when I’d arrived in Ensanada two days prior. She hadn’t bothered to respond.

Before I left home, I told her I’d call her every night—my cell plan afforded me service in Mexico—but she wasn’t interested.

*Just text me when you get there*. She was so dismissive, like she couldn’t wait for me to be gone. Read more »

Hungry [MF]

My dress, in your way. You’ve watched all night as I’ve mixed and mingled. You’ve waited. You want to wait no longer.

We slip away into a wardrobe, hidden away from the entertainment parlor. My dress….in your way. You push against me, my chest meets the wall as I feel your hand trail up my inner thigh. You discover my secret, I’ve gone without panties. A newfound heat developing between my legs.

Your lips find my neck, just below my ear. Your breath, your teeth grazing my skin, intoxicating. I melt into you. I feel your growing erection on my buttocks. Your fingers coax something beautiful to bloom inside of me. An aching need that somehow can’t be adequately described with words. You make me hungry.

C. Stephens

The rave when Ashley discovers something special

The rave when Ashley discovers something special

Ashley and Zach
Planned to go to a huge rave party that was in a giant warehouse downtown. Then they were going to spend the night at the Sheraton down the street. They where excited because the rave was going to have a mixture or hip hop dance music and even rock. Ashley was wearing a nice tight top and yellow flowing skirt. Zack was in shorts and t-shirt.

They got to the rave and there was a lot of different people from all walks of life. They went to the bar and had couple drinks. The crowed was huge so it took awhile to make there way to middle of dance floor. They started to dance as the hip hop music was playing and was hardly any room to move. They were dancing but the crowd was moving them and they often were separated. Read more »

I fucked the man I babysat for [Str8] [Mf] [Cheating] [Age gap]

The door swung open and, as expected, I was met with the intoxicating aroma of cedar wood and musk. Its familiarity didn’t render its effect on me any less potent, and in fact, I yearned for it throughout the week when it wasn’t there.

“Hello Emily.” Said Mr DeLuca with a warm smile.

The way he’d say my name with that smooth, voice of his sent shivers down my spine. And that smile, drove me wild. I’ll never forget the first time I saw it and the butterflies I had for the rest of the day.

I was just eighteen when I first met Mr DeLuca. I had taken up babysitting his two kids every Saturday night whilst he and his wife attended their date. It was good money, especially considering that I was still in high-school and just looking for a little extra change. But from the moment I met him, I was smitten. Read more »

My GF Just Cucked Me!

Can’t believe that she did this!

I could feel that she was nervous and something was off. Then I saw the lights turned off. Dimmer lighting means that we’re probably fucking. I watch her walk closer to me with her natural awesome boobs jingling around. She sat next to me and told me that she needed to talk about something. She wouldn’t spill the beans and suddenly she looked at me and told me that she had sexted with another guy. Instinctively, I asked about him and found out that she had saw his pix on MassiveCock. She sent him a message, attaching her nudes. At first, he didn’t believe her, so they went on Snapchat and she verified. It all took off from there. She did all kinds of dirty stuff for him. Opening up her asshole wide open on cam, showing her face, finger fucking herself, begging for his load in her cunt, and asking for his mercy not to break her. Later on, she told me that they did it for two days but I feel there were more days. She told me that he wanted to take her to the woods with her wearing a short skirt, with a white top and tennis shoes. He wanted to fuck her ruthlessly there and make her scream. To be honest, she’d love that. She’s into rough sex and loves it when I lock her arms behind her back when we’re fucking doggy, or when I choke her hard when she’s about to cum. Read more »

Satanic Panic Pt. 1: A Horny Coven of Witches Summons a Demon During Their Weekend Retreat [M/F, Rough Sex, Oral, Ghostly Apparitions]

It was a silly idea, but in good fun. The four–Jess, Aly, Kat, and Celeste–hadn’t seen each other properly in years. There were the odd lunches and coffees here and there, but they hadn’t had a veritable *girls’ weekend* since college. They finally set out to correct their lackadaisical socializing in the few weeks before Aly’s wedding. A rented cabin retreat in the Rockies would be the perfect environment for a solitary, distraction-free friends’ weekend. But it was Celeste’s idea to bring up the Crescent Circle.

They had initially bonded over a shared interest in the occult and quickly formed what they called a witches’ coven. They dubbed themselves the Crescent Circle and dedicated many nights throughout college to performing rituals, sneaking through graveyards, and reading each other’s fortune. For their weekend, Celeste suggested something especially ambitious: summoning the Dark Lord himself.

“Don’t you remember when we tried sophomore year?” She asked as they piled their bags into the rustic cabin.

“That time we used a ouija board,” Kat chipped in. Read more »

Punishment for an Errant Housemaid (Part 2: Miss Grimes’s Story) [Spanking] [Victorian setting] [No sex]

(This is the same birching as Part 1, but written from Miss Grimes’s perspective.)

I was not aware that there had been any lapse in my duties until Mr. Randall pointed out the obvious issue of the fixtures, which had not been dusted for so long that a cadre of spiders had taken up residence and made it their business to cover them with cobwebs. I am not sure how such a thing would have escaped my notice, as I am usually quite fastidious about my household tasks.

But in all honesty perhaps I do know the answer to this. Something had arisen recently which had pulled my attention from the duties of the house. You see some weeks ago, on one of my days off, I had gone to the village to purchase for myself some fabric, and while I was there by pure circumstance I was introduced to a young clerk at the pharmacy. Mr. Benjamin–or Paul as I have come to know him–was not so very tall, but boyishly handsome in his own way. We spent only a few moments together, and although I was amused by him, I thought I should not see him again for some time seeing that he resided in the village and I some several miles away. So I promptly made to put him out of my mind. Read more »