Do you like to listen to a girl while she touches herself, hearing her moans quicken, and listening to the wetness of her pussy in the background as you tell her what you’d do if you had the chance to be with her? Would love to talk dirty, answer questions, or anything else! :) Feel free to either chat or DM me, just make sure to include your favorite tree and introduce yourself a little bit (hopefully including age, gender, and what you had in mind~). Hope to hear from you soon!
Category: eroticliterature
Land of Nod (D/s,Dd/lg, orgasmic morning story. Enjoy!)
I stir as pleasure takes over my dream land, pulsating throughout my unconscious mind twisting my dreams into the most salacious scenes.
My eyes flutter open with a gasp as your fingers slide into my already dripping center. Propped up on your other arm you look down at me with so much love in your eyes I can’t help but grab your chin and pull you into kiss me, moaning against your soft lips as your fingers dance inside of me.
In my land of Nod state with my mind drawn inward I feel everything magnified tenfold. Every movement, every caress, every kiss ripples through my body in sweet waves of joy.
Your lips begin to work their way down my body, kissing, nipping and licking every bit of my skin. My gasps rolling into each other in a never ending stream of music to your ears.
Your free hand kneads my breast while your lips finally meet the soft crevice where my torso meets my thighs. I spread my legs for you knowing how much you love how I smell. You hover there and breathe me in for a moment before leaning down to taste me.
EAT ME, SPANK ME, LICK ME, FUCK ME, ROSCOE!!
**Christmas with the Starship Rimshot Girls**
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Human to human sex has specific limitations. For example, most boys have only one mouth, so they can only lick one pussy at a time. The best they can do is have two or three girls wide open on a king-size bed, and move from one to the other. Also, most human females have only one vagina, which limits the number of cocks she can hold inside her at one time. Four at most, if she has two in her mouth. **Trying to cram two cocks into one vagina, or two cocks into one anus, at the same time is usually not possible or practical.** Far too much stretching of tender tissues. And really not much fun. It’s far too much work for everyone.
A better, easier and more pleasant solution to all these limitations is to order a specialty-bot from Dr. Praxilion’s Group-Sexbot Multipurpose Android All-Species Intergalactic Catalogue. Having invented several hundred bots for all purposes, **Dr. Praxilion decided to create a specialty-line of designer-bots, made to order. Diversity is key to success.** The deep-sea Europa octopus-people have no use for sex-bots with human form. Earth-girls seem to prefer, semi-human form, but some girls really, really get-off with alien-lifeform droids, reptilians, insectoids, and the ever-popular sea-cucumber-jellyfish, who can enter all the girl’s orifices at once, and spurt cream into all of them simultaneously. Oh. My. God. **Warm, smooth cucumber-flesh in mouth, anus and vagina gushing streams of hot cum!! It just doesn’t get any better!!**
Friend mother/ Erotic series Part 1
This real life experience happened to me three years ago. At that time I had just started working in a shoe-making factory in Tamilnadu, as an accountant. I was twenty-four, unmarried, and had no experience in matters of sex, whatsoever. I mean, I used to think about having sex and I used to masturbate. But I had never had any real experience with a woman. For one thing, I was shy. Another, I abhorred the very thought of having sex with a prostitute. But sexual desire in me was there in plenty. I was masturbating almost every night, and I was also wondering if that was affecting my health adversely.
I was a friendly guy at my workplace. Everyone liked me because I had a good sense of humor. I was from Kerala and I was not able to speak Tamil well. But I was picking up fast. There was one other malayalee in our company, a boy of nineteen named Shiju. He ran errands and did odd jobs. He was of a poor background. He was not a talkative person. And, even though we belonged to the same state, we were not friends in the real sense. We knew each other, that’s all. From my side, I had never let him feel that I was keeping a distance from him because of our positions, me an accountant and him a mere labourer in the factory. The fact was that he was not friendly with anyone. He was an aloof sort of creature.
Aly and Uncle Toby (Pt 2)
Hi! Me again!
Thank you so much for all the amazing feedback and comments on my first ever story: Aly and Uncle Toby. I was nervous when I posted it, but you’ve given me the confidence to post the next part!
I think Part Two is the quickest I’ve ever written a story! I was up half the night typing it out, because I hate disappointing people.
Here’s Aly and Uncle Toby, Part Two….
Aly spent the rest of that evening flipping and flopping between being so horny that she felt crazy with it, and being so nervous that she was on the brink of crying several times.
What had she done?!
Now Uncle Toby knew what type of girl she was, and what type of thoughts she had. Those were meant to be secret thoughts that no one who knew her would ever know, and yet she had gone and basically laid it all out for the one person who really shouldn’t have ever known.
Still though, she thought about that little twitch she had seen in his trousers, and they way he had so smoothly muted the volume on her laptop before opening the video while her mum was sitting right there in the same room.
Earning my way out
She stood across from me in the ring at the local gym, her fire red hair tied in a pony tail, pink sports bra struggling to hold in her breasts, midriff exposed showing off her pale skinned six pack with black booty shorts and red boxing gloves. She flexed showing off her hard earned muscles trying to intimidate me. My mistress, Andrea.
I had been Andreas faithful Sub for a year and a half and in that time she helped me find myself. I was lost in my sexuality, unsure of what I wanted or needed but she knew. Andrea guided, me showing me her ways helping me understand myself and my desires. She was a great Dom, viscous but caring, but it was time, I wanted but she said I had to earn it.
Now here I was, standing across from my Mistress, full of trepidation about to fight her for my freedom. I took a deep breath and pulled my black gloves up to my bare chest and stepped towards her. She met me in the middle of the ring with her head low behind her gloves and a wide stance. I looked down at her when we met, standing over her I have eight inches of height on her with long arms. I was in good shape from my years of athletics and I am no doubt stronger despite her physique.
EROTIC story written and voiced by me MORE in the comment🍒😘
The red lights district
Birthday Blowies and a Meal with a Milf – Part 1
I had a lot of fun with the last story I wrote so I decided to play around a bit with something a little nostalgic for me. I hope you like it, and let me know what you think in the comments. Oh, and heads up, it’s a long one. Enjoy!
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“My favorite is strawberry, what’s yours?” Piper loved to play the “*What’s your favorite…”* game. She had an innocent side to her, even if she did like to pretend she was a bad girl.
“My favorite pie is cherry.” I gave her a bit of a smirk and she shook her head. I think she got it.
Piper was 18 when she graduated high school and I was a year older than her. We had been dating for about 9 months and it was nearing the end of summer before she went off to college. It was my birthday, and we sat at the picnic table sipping on wine coolers we stole from her mom’s refrigerator. The warm summer breeze was blowing strands of her shoulder length, honey brown hair in her face, and clinging to the condensation rolling down her bottled piña colada.
Longing – Quick Draft
“Watch your step.”
He guides her tenderly towards the door. She slowly begins to fiddle with her keys.
A few moments pass and he places a firm hand on her hip as he takes her keys, quickly finding the correct key and leading her inside. She stumbles in, the world’s biggest grin on her face as she made her way over to the couch. With a sigh she took a seat.
He closed the door behind him but made no effort to make himself comfortable, instead he watched the girl fiddle with her top in a shameless attempt to entice him. “Hey now, what do you think you’re up to.”
The tone in his voice only served to make her giggle. “So serious~ I’m sure you’ve thought about this, at least a little.”
The corners of his lips arched to a slight smirk. “Even so, you know I shouldn’t.”
The girl’s expression hardened slightly, but she sat up quickly trying to compose herself despite her stupor. “I’m a big girl. I know what I want.”
“But do you Chloe?”
Party Foul [M/F][Public] [Part 1 of maybe 2?]
“They’re looking for another couple for beer pong,” Kel says, filling her plastic cup at the beer table. “You up?”
“I don’t know, maybe…” Tory responds. “Who’s my partner going to be?”
Kel looks up at him, smirking, and throwing an empty cup at him. “You should be so lucky to have me as a partner. My back still hurts from the last time I carried you.”
Tory shrugged, “True. Sure, let’s go.”
They grabbed their cups and headed to the basement of the house they found themselves at for a second weekend in a row. They made plenty of friends in college, but there always seemed to be one house they congregated at. Granted it was one of the few that was big enough for more than 4 people, and was far enough away from their neighbors that they wouldn’t have to worry about noise complaints. Tonight was a little different, in that they didn’t know most of the people there, but that wouldn’t stop them from being social.