Category: eroticliterature

Parent Teacher Conference [MF] – Part 2

*Thanks everyone for the feedback and interest in Part 1! I’ve been enjoying writing this–admittedly taking a lot of self-pleasure in this process* 😈*. I’m already working on Part 3, so hope everyone enjoys!*

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rwwumr/parent_teacher_conference_mf_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rwwumr/parent_teacher_conference_mf_part_1/)

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Madison drove home that evening thinking about the day’s events. On one hand, her ex-boyfriend Marc, had come back to her. And though it was traumatic and brought up painful feelings in the moment, she knew that deep down in her heart there was still something there for Marc. It was buried deep but it was strong.

If hours of therapy had given her anything, it’s that she should say ‘no’ to him. She learned that there was an unhealthy attachment to him and that their relationship had not been healthy. But on the other hand, today reminded her of what it felt like to be with a man. Even if it was for just a brief moment. Even if it was just getting fingered against her desk by her student’s father. She remembered the feeling of passion and lust, and of being wanted.

“And Marc, really does want me.” She thought to herself out loud. Read more Â»

Reconciliation [FMF]

My girlfriend, Anne, and I had broken up. But we kept running into each and the [previous night we’d had a threesome with Anne’s friend Lindsay](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rdo44t/breaking_up_fmf/). It hadn’t finished the best possible way, as Lindsay had run out afterwards. She thought of herself as completely straight and had been shocked and horrified that she had an earth shattering orgasm on Anne’s tongue.

So, I was more than a little surprised when the girls came over to my house the next night. They brought some wine and some food and we set up a little picnic in front of the TV while we watched a movie. Very little was said.

When Lindsay went to find a bottle opener I asked Anne what the hell was going on.

“Lindsay and I talked. We decided that we have the potential to be really good friends and that we didn’t want last night to ruin it. But it was still awkward to hang out so we decided that, as the only person who knew what was going on, you could be a buffer.” Read more Â»

Introduction to the House [sissy bdsm]

I was Master’s little sissy maid in training, kneeling at his feet. I was in big pump slut heels, affixed to me by cuffs around my ankles. My feet ached as I worked but master told me it was part of my training. Eventually my feet enough would be strong enough to endure them, eventually I may even be allowed to un-cuff them. Master told me they were necessary to make my ass and legs look better, and they might even have a slight toning effect on them. Master was very serious about my exercise regimen


In addition to my slut pumps, Master dressed me in black thigh-high tights secured by a garter. My tummy and highlighting my fake bimbo tits. The cuffs around my ankles were highlighted by cuffs around my wrists and a neck chocker. I was also allowed to wear a wool skirt during most of my duties because it was winter and a bit cold in some rooms. Below that was my tight secured sissy clit, and my balls that continually ached, so much so I was now in a continual state of sissy hypnosis, willing to do anything for Master, praying for the sissy gasm releases which I rarely earned. Masters punishments were harsh and his rewards were even harder to gain, they never came without sacrifice and work towards my transformation. Master told me that as I became more obedient through my training, my releases may become more frequent. I loved him. Read more Â»

The Best Way to a Man’s Heart[MF]

>I tease his permanently erect penis with my hands, and then my lips, and then my tongue. Sensing that Jacques is ready, I hike up my dress and climb on top of him.

[https://redemptionmagazine.com/the-best-way-to-a-mans-heart-8f8641f3bed0](https://redemptionmagazine.com/the-best-way-to-a-mans-heart-8f8641f3bed0)

A little bit harder

A little bit harder

Please apologies my bad grammatical. I’m from Germany and try to translate my short stories for you. Please enjoy it and tell me when something is wrong or I can say it better. All stories are copyright by me.
You are on knees. Me behind you. I wrap my arms around. I kiss your neck softly and my hands starts their journey over your body. My left one goes up your belly to feel your breast and nipples. The right one goes downward between your legs. No. Not directly to your center. A few inches beside your lips. Going back to your thighs upside your hips. Over your belly to the tits.
You will touch yourself. But I slap your tits soft. “Stop” I say “Relax and enjoy” But you can’t resist to play. So I’ll pull your had back. Slap you a little bit harder. “Let it be!” “Or what?” You are whispering.
I push you forward. And give your ass a clap. “I give you what a bad girl needs!”
And you receive the next clap. “Ooooo” is the answer with a low voice. Bam. The next hit. A little big harder. “OOOooo” but a bit louder.
I come closer to you to scratch softly over your back. You feel my hard friend on your skin. It drives you crazy to feel how horny I am and that I didn’t give it to you right now


To be continued if you want

Getting the Vote [MFembot]

>Most guys these days just want the tits and pussy, and forget about the head. But with animated sex toys so realistic, lying back for a good blowjob is a luxury that one must experience. And she never says no.

[https://medium.com/%C2%B5erotica/getting-the-vote-a26472e4a989](https://medium.com/%C2%B5erotica/getting-the-vote-a26472e4a989)

Step Sister Corruption Part 205 – Day 113 Technique Difference (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

Our Sabrina reluctantly started using her tongue and mouth on my Johnson and Summer was satisfied that she was actually doing as she was told did Summer strip down and walk into the shower as my bathroom was a steaming mess.

The steam was so bad that Sabrina’s makeup was beginning to run like we had been doing more than what we were doing like Sabrina had been deep throating and slobbing on my knob to have her makeup run as much as it was.

But we had just started as Sabrina *tried* to flex her tongue muscles like Summer had. Granted Summer has *A LOT* of practice and experience under her metaphorical belt compared to Sabrina as their individual techniques showed.

Summer, or Kel for that matter, would greedily lick, kiss, tease, and stroke my cock and nuts using only their mouths as both were enthusiastic about getting to my creamy center. Though Summer’s tongue was more talented than Kel, whereas Summer couldn’t deep throat nearly as long as Kel could so there was that.

That was **before** the change. Read more Â»

Birthday Sex

First time writing erotica, constructive criticism is appreciated!

It’s the morning after, we’ve been hooking up for a few months now, I come to your place once or twice a week. Sometimes, like this time, I’ll stay the night and leave in the morning. Today is a little different though. It’s my birthday.

I wake with the sun and roll over to find you sound asleep still. I smirk and start kissing my way down your body, very slowly so that you wake up with the feeling of my lips and my hands on your body.

I start to feel your morning wood poke into my side, I look up and find you staring at me with your eyes half-open. “Birthday sex?” I ask.

I can see the look of confusion on your face, I didn’t tell you it was my birthday after all. You say “It’s not my birthday”.

“I know.” I look at you from under my lashes, a smile playing at my lips, and duck under the covers. I hear your breathing deepen and hear you say “Why didn’t you tell me?” Read more Â»

I write personal dirty short stories


Its a few hours after sundown as I carefully open the door to your apartment. I find you standing by the kitchen counter listening to some loud music. You are wearing a big t-shirt and a pair of black panties. I grab you from behind, pressing you against , my hand firmly stopping a loud scream. kissing your neck I let my hands slowly run down your body and up under your t-shirt, whispering “you better be quiet now, I been watching you for days”. Taking a firm grip around your titts you can feel me going stiff against your butt.

Pm if you want more!

Little Pet (Bondage, Non-con, pet play.)

Bzzzzt Bzzzzt Bzzzzt

Faint buzzing could be heard from somewhere in the room, but it was dark.
Or was something blocking her vision?

Consciousness suddenly snapped back into place for the young woman. The room wasn’t dark, something made of cloth obstructed her vision.
She tried to move her hands to her face, only to find them shackled above her head, a sharp metallic clang ringing in her ears. The woman tried to move her legs, only to find them also shackled and spread apart.

This is when she noticed an object pushed against her most intimate area, the silicone object buzzing away happily. She tried to kick, or squirm away, sensations tingling up her spine as it continued to buzz. But the bonds holding her down were much too strong for her petite frame. Her reluctant moans were muffled by a rubber sphere, a gag strapped to her face.
Tears began to wet the cloth over her eyes as she realized then futility of her struggles, soft moans escaping her.

Bzzzzt Bzzzzt Bzzzzt Read more Â»