Category: eroticliterature

First Date (Chapter 1 Part 2)

I dabbed at my lips with my napkin after my last bite of dinner. I felt like we’d done more talking than eating; we loved the same music, the same tv shows, and as it turns out grew up about a fifteen minute drive from one another. I had steak, which was so good that I let out an involuntary *mmmmm* when I tasted the first bite. Catching myself, I looked at Evan; his expression left me with no doubt about what was going on in his mind that moment. I’m pretty sure I turned redder than my dress, though admittedly not just from embarrassment. From that moment onwards, I felt myself loosen up; I made more risqué jokes, reaching over and touching his arm when he made me laugh.

“Do you wanna go grab a drink somewhere?” Evan said.

“I’d love to,” I replied. I *really* wanted to, and before I knew it I was continuing “I’ve got a nice bottle of wine at my place actually.”

“Well that sounds great,” he said with a smile.

We put on our coats, and went to leave the restaurant.

“Um, what about the bill?” I said. Read more »

Cult of Breeding part 2

After witnessing such a beautiful breeding, I knew I would love it here. After requesting to join the cult, the leaders informed me of what is required of me if I am to join. I am to be fully naked at all times, with no clothing on whatsoever. This is meant to encourage love-making. I was also told that I am not allowed to cum anywhere except a woman’s pussy. No masturbation, and no pulling out. It is considered a great sin to cum anywhere outside a woman’s pussy. And I was finally told to breed as many women as I could. I had to make sure I had total permission from a woman to fuck my seed into her womb. Non consent would not be tolerated.

I accepted all these conditions, and began my life in the breeding cult.

We had everything we needed at the large house we occupied. Food, beds, some mild entertainment, everything! We even had a pool in the back!

Things would get steamy pretty often. The halls often echoed with the sounds of a woman in the throes of ecstasy. And women often walked around with cum on their labia and inner thighs to demonstrate their desirability. Sex in plain view was encouraged, to hopefully give the others some naughty ideas! Read more »

Cult of Breeding Part 1

Author’s note: This is simply a sexual fantasy of mine which Im sharing, nothing more. The appeal of this is the idea of breeding beautiful, willing women at will with no stigma. I dont condone cult life and I have no desire to be in one.

I’ve always loved making love with women. But by far my favorite part was the end, where I fill up their pussy with my seed; both the bliss of releasing myself into my lover, and watching my seed drip out of my partner’s beautiful pussy. I’ve always hated cumming on a woman’s body or in her mouth. It almost ruins the whole experience! It belongs in her pussy. Nowhere else is acceptable. That’s why I was excited when I discovered the cult.

It was a cult that worshipped the act of making love and breeding. They believe that making love and for the purpose of breeding is the most sacred and beautiful act. For a man to deposit his seed within a woman, and for a woman to accept a worthy man’s seed, is an act of worship. It is considered sinful for a man to pump his cum anywhere outside his woman’s pussy, for that is the only place it belongs. Once his cum has fulfilled its purpose, then it can go anywhere. Read more »

The first choke [MF mdom]

Perhaps meet cute is too strong a word for the first time. They talked and after some playful banter and cajoling, they each admitted they had a kink that embarrassed them.

His was picayune and so in a way more embarrassing than hers. He admitted a fetish for both feet and flexibility that bordered on the pathological, if not perhaps straying over the line into immodesty. Luckily, she told him that she had a pedi-mani every two weeks and was so particular about her “rich-lady” shade of pink, that she would also purchase and bring it to her salon. As for being limber, she could always put her palms flat on the floor, and wouldn’t mind being bendier. The stupid grin that grew of his face was the epitome of doofus.

Hers on the other hand made her deeply ashamed. She had been rejected and laughed at when she told her boyfriends, her fiancés. When she told him that she liked to be choked, he met her scared eyes with a smile and laughed, “Is that all?” She started laughing in kind, but asked, “Really? You don’t want to run away?”

“No. How could I?” He replied. Read more »

Answered daddy’s call whilst getting fucked

You could say my dads style of parenting was over protective. I was more the rebellious, carefree type. If I didn’t show up on my curfew, my dad tended to place a welfare call to the police to ensure that I was safe and well. So I often found myself in situations, being picked up and returned home by them.
One night I had attended a party, in the next town over. Id agreed with my dad, that I’d be back for 12:30am, no later. I was having an amazing carefree night. That good that I hadn’t noticed the time and it was already past 12. When I tried to call for a taxi, they were all fully booked. My only option was to srart the 3 mile walk home, whilst intoxicated.
I really could not be bothered with the backlash I would get from my dad, If I was really late. So I walked as fast as I could, jogging at parts, but my stamina was already running out. I began to slow down, when I received a call from a guy I was interested in. He was in the area and agreed to meet me and walk me home.
The quickest route to my house, was through a pretty large nature reserve. He met me their, he had also had a drink after being out with his friends that night. He quickly began playfully groping me, squeezing my bum and making me giggle as we walked along the dark paths. Their was no street lighting and the further we walked the darker it became. I was wearing a black thigh length skirt. He brushed his cold finger tips up the back of my thigh as he walked to my other side.
“Let’s do it under the stars, you make me so hard,” he said.
My nervous introverted side began to make excuses when he continued with,
“Nobody’s here to see us, c’mon.”
Whilst pulling me close and looking me deeply in the eyes. I bit my lip looked up at him and nodded. I replied,
“I want you so badly, my pussy is ready for you. I’ve missed you.”
He led me off the path and over to a tree.
“How bad do you want me baby?” He asked.
“So bad.” I said,whilst giving him the puppy dog eyes.
“I think your going to have to proove It by showing me,”
He replied as he pushed on my shoulders bringing me to my knees. facing his cock, he said,“Suck it, baby.”
I unbuttoned his trousers and put my hand down, pulling out his meaty, big dick. Bringing it to my lips, I sucked the tip gently, licked down and round his dick getting it all messy and wet then proceeded to go up and down, faster and faster. Then I began to hear the vibrations of my phone . He said, “don’t stop, I was going to cum.”
I looked at the screen and in panic rose to my feet.
“Shit it’s my dad.”
I answered, knowing if I didn’t he’d probably be putting a frantic call to the authorities to find me.
“I’m so sorry, I’m on my way home. I’ll not be long.”
I put my phone back in my pocket after a stern warning that I better be home soon.
The guy I was with looked at me and said,
“Your dad sounds like a right dick, now where were we,”
As he began kissing my neck.
“He cares to much, I need to go, he’ll seriously kick off.”
He sighed and replied,“You can’t leave me like that, I’ll be quick.”
I turned around bent over the tree and told him to,“Take me hard.”
I wanted him just as much as he wanted me.
He cheered, “Yes baby,”
I knew u wouldn’t let me down,”
As he pulled my panties to the side and inserted his big dick, I let out a loud gasp. I was wet from our foreplay but that was the first he’d touched my pussy. He brought his hand to my front and began rubbing my clit.
“Yes, yes, don’t stop, I’m going to cum,” I shouted.
“Do you like that, do you want me to fill your pussy?” He asked.
I gripped the tree and replied,
“Yes,” again, louder than before. He pounded hard and fast, then let out a moan as he filled my pussy up, pushing his dick as far in as it could go.
I pulled my pants up and told him that I really need to go now. When I went to check the time on my phone, as I pulled the screen up, I gasped, noticing the call to my dad had still been on. I’d never hung up the phone. I instantly clicked the red button to cut the call. My dad didn’t greet me as I came in I just headed to my room and we never spoke of it.

Mystery Sexual Encounter in the Woods p4: A Couple Joins the Fun (MFF) (threesome) (freeuse) (outdoors) (cheating)

Occasionally, Lena would try to get her husband to notice her sexually, her long dirty blonde cascading hair, her sensuous body with hypnotic curves, her dirty and willing nature. But she didn’t rely on him for lust and passion anymore, scheduling her next naughty encounter to always be right around the corner. She’d returned to that secluded picnic table for a liberating spectrum of sex with the hungry married man, the sexually frustrated man, and the eager no longer virgin whenever she needed the touch of a man.

While her husband was at an all-day golf outing, she found a new profile promising a exciting encounter, if she was open and willing, and of course she was. Clad in charcoal leggings that deliciously hugged her curves and a matching sports bra for her heavy chest, she found her way to her encounter spot. A few minutes later, a handsome man her age in a Columbia Business School shirt picked his way through the trees to her. “Hey,” he said, not breaking stride as he met her lips in a hungry kiss. Read more »

The astronaut

I am a lucky one. I get to visit a whole other universe several times a month. Sci fi novels and their teleporters couldn’t imagine these places.

See, most hotels rent their rooms for day time use, not just the run down drug addled ones. Roughly 4 hours at a time. Look at dayuse.com. You’ll find all the big chains doing it. I suppose some people may rent these rooms as the hotels advertise, for business people who want to do work quietly, away from their home or office. But I suspect most people use them for more impolite reasons. Like me and my lover. We are poly people looking for a place to play. We leave our secrets tangled up in those starchy white sheets and in the white towels, rinsing off with pumps from the free containers of body wash in the showers. Read more »

The Power of Ritual

Every couple has their little rituals, small things they do together that reinforce the bond between them. Consciously they might not even recognise them as being rituals. Maybe it’s how they prepare and eat food, or the steps they go through at bedtime; small details of their familiarity with each other, repeated over and over until they become essential to who they are as a couple.

It’s only when one of them isn’t there that the absence of the comfort those synchronised moments offer is noticed. One of them visits family and stays overnight, and bedtime suddenly feels lonely, cold even. They stick to their half of the routine as normal, but the edges feel ragged, because there’s no matching cog for them to fit into, no reassuring echo in the darkness that the presence of their partner usually offers.

Ritual isn’t just a part of love – it is the key to it.

My wife and I are aware of this truth. Over the eight years we’ve been together we have worked at being aware of the rituals borne of familiarity. We’ve nurtured them, sustained and developed them until their strength has become the heartbeat of our singularity. They are the dances we slip into that turn the mundane into the powerful, the steps and rhythm invisible to all but us. Read more »

Shore Leave: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines [supernatural] [Mf] [humiliation] [rope bondage]

Shore Leave: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines

By Dmitri Storm

Magdalena lounged on the sofa, legs dangling over one arm, and awaited her lover,the man she knew only as Mikhail .  Magdalena had dressed exactly to his specifications:  black high heels, black fishnet stockings and, other than the collar she wore to signal her status  as an owned slave, nothing at all.  Her porcelain skin drew a sharp contrast to  the  flashes of deep red at her lips, fingernails and toenails.  She knew how badly Mikhail would want her as soon as he saw her, and hoped he would take her right here on the couch.

She idly played with her cunt as she waited, as per Mikhail’s instructions. Magdalena had been waiting for a while, and was a quivering, aroused mess, unsure how much longer she could wait for Mikhail before giving up and finding someone else to fuck her.

As if the huge man was reading her thoughts, the door to the dingy room Magdalena had rented swung open, hitting the wall hard enough that Magdalena heard splintering.  She shivered. Here he was:  Mikhail, all muscles and scars and tattoos, rage and lust mixing in his eyes.  Mikhail… Read more »