Category: eroticliterature

Any erotica where the guy is way hotter than the girl but fucks her because of how much he loves her as a friend and how much he wants her to be happy? There’s this girl in a college club i’m not super physically attracted to but i’d love to hear her moan, if that makes sense. And not to sound arrogant but realistically I’m way out of her league, we just interact way too often for me to lead her on in any way.

I fumble slightly as I put the key into the lock and open the door. I can feel you pressing up against me and your warm breath on my neck is making me feel slightly flustered. I push open the door urgently and turn and face you, backing up I pull you over the threshold and into my apartment.

My back hits the wall and you quickly throw your hands up and brace yourself against the wall, so as not to fall into me. I let out a small giggle and you a low half-laugh. Our eyes lock and I can feel mine widen with anticipation. All those naughty things you texted me since our last date, all those images running through my head, mmmmm…

Your eyes meet mine and you tilt your head ever so slightly and your lips reach down to meet mine. I feel consumed by your kiss and I press back. I push myself off the wall and into you. I slide my hands up under your shirt to your sides and hold onto you as I begin to guide you, backwards, towards the couch. As the back of your legs reach the edge of the couch, I reach up to your chest and gently push you and you fall back onto the cushions behind you. Read more »

I was recently going through a divorce proceeding. One day, I lay alone in bed thinking of it all and wanted nothing more than to get it off of my mind. When texting a friend she asked me “What have you done lately to show yourself love?” I did not have an answer. I felt like I couldn’t do anything for myself like I was undeserving of it. Also, what could I do anyway? I wasn’t in the mood to get dolled up and go out and I barely wanted to talk to anyone. She suggested I have a self-care day. So I called a local spa and made an appointment for a massage. When I got to the spa, I was escorted to the backroom by a tall, dark man. He would be my masseuse. I felt small under the robe I had worn & ultimately unattractive. But I was trying to be loving toward myself today so I pushed those thoughts away and began to undress in the dimly lit room. I dropped my robe, I wore a red lacy set that shined against my brown skin. I took my time peeling my cupless bra and cheeky panties off. I climbed onto the massage table face down covering my bum with the provided blanket. The masseuse returned to the room and got right to work. He began by squirting warm oil onto my back, he pushed the blanket between my legs to add oil to my legs and feet without exposing me. He began rubbing my neck. His hands felt warm and heavy kneading my flesh. He worked down to my back and up again releasing knots I didn’t even know I had. The heating pad underneath the blanket I lay atop of, warmed my tummy, breasts, and pubic mound. I felt warm throughout my entire body. He worked his fists in circles on my back now. The pressure was just right. Soon he had reached my ass. He slowly caressed my cheeks under the blanket. Separating and pushing them back together with each motion. I felt my lower lips opening and tapping closed slowly to his rhythm. Something about it aroused me. Maybe it was the warmth or the gentle yet firm feel of his hands on me, the touch of a strong man that my body missed- maybe it was all three. I felt my nipples growing sensitive beneath me and a warm sensation began to develop in my lower stomach. Down my thighs and calves, he continued to rub deeply. “You may flip over now ma’am.” Snapped from my daze I did as I was told. The towel covered my breasts to my pussy. He was careful not to expose me. He rubbed my upper chest, arms, and thighs. My mind began running wild as his hands traced up the side of my hips down the front of my thighs just barely passing my pussy. The warmth inside of me intensified, I was now tingling. He went down my shins and then began working on my feet. He poured warm oil onto them I looked down to watch as the slick liquid drizzled over them, I spread my toes allowing it to slip between slowly. Suddenly the masseuse lifted one foot and began rubbing it inches away from his face. He wore no shirt. His dark skin looked damp from here. He pressed my foot against his large pecks as he began kissing each toe on my foot. Seductively his plush lips pecked, pressed, and released from each toe. He opened his mouth letting them in. I felt his tongue suck and travel between each toe as he made unbreakable eye contact with me. I was losing it now. My pussy was slick and mushy eager to be assaulted by the likes of this man. My heartbeat sped up. I loved a man that treated each part of my body as a treasure. I let out a light moan. “Ma’am… Ma’am?” My eyes flew open to see the masseuse fully clothed standing at the end of the table. “Ma’am you’re all done. I’ll give you a few minutes to get dressed.” “Oh. Uh- yeah Um thank you. I’m sorry I will. thanks.” Embarrassed, I laid completely still until the masseuse left the room. Once he left I let out an exhale and tried to relax. Fuck. I need to get out of here. I thought. I sat up on the bed to feel the moistness between my thighs. I spread my legs and looked to see my pussy had leaked a bit onto the bed probably during my wet daydream. God, I need to get laid. I was so horny and felt flushed. It’d only take me a few minutes to cum I thought glancing at the closed door. fuck it. I laid back down, spread my legs to a butterfly pose, stuck my middle finger into my mouth to wet it, and slid it between my pussy lips without a second thought. She was wet and desperately throbbing. I knew I needed this. Between my oiled warm smooth skin, the thought of a mans’ hands on my body, and just desperation to feel good I decided to pleasure myself right there on the table. I began rubbing softly over my swollen clit teasing myself. My face fell into complete ecstasy. I rubbed, biting my lip to stop myself from letting any sound escape. Increasing the pressure gradually I rubbed my sensitive little button and bucked my hips against my fingers simultaneously. Feeling my breasts rock back and forth along with my hard nipples lightly grazing the thin sheet, I intensely grew more aroused. I was going to explode. Keeping the same rhythm, I reached down with my other hand and inserted a finger into my soaking hole. This sent me over the edge. I immediately started climaxing. my lower stomach contracted tightly as I weakly continued fucking my delicate flower. I let my finger slide in deeper as I squeezed my sopping walls around it. Out of breath, I laid there happily spaced wondering if I could get one more cum. Usually, after I came the first time I was sensitive enough to climax again almost instantly. Deciding quickly, I flipped back over onto my stomach, put one hand on my plump lips applying pressure to my clit, I used my other hand to reach behind and rub my asshole. I applied pressure and rubbed myself three times before I started cumming again. I buried my face into the sheets and let out an exasperated moan. Fuck this felt amazing. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. “Ma’am, is everything okay?” Shook I sat up quickly “yes. It’s fine. I’ll be out in one second!” Relieved I smiled to myself before standing to get dressed. Oh yeah, this was some much-needed self-care…