Category: eroticliterature

The Organization (Prologue) (MF)

This is the first installment of a longer story I’ve toyed around with. Thoughts, comments, and feedback are all welcome. This is a secondary account but hopefully I’ll be able to keep up with it.

Prologue

I guess you deserve a little backstory so we’re all starting from the same place. My name is Nicholas Martin, though I generally go by Niko, Nicorino, jackass, or dude. I’m freshly 18, 5’ 11’’, with a more or less athletic body. I’m around 160 lbs. with a somewhat toned body that could use a bit more muscle. I’ve always been a pretty decent student, a mix of A’s and B’s with a smattering of AP courses. My mom raised me on her own though I was mostly left to my own devices as you’ll see.

This is a story of how my Senior year was ruined by circumstance which conversely yielded one of the best years of my life. I was surrounded by women and explored some of the more erotic aspects of life while guided by people I came to trust. But let me tell you how I found myself in this situation. Read more »

Jennifer’s Hypnosis 2

This is a continuation of the Jennifer’s Hypnosis storyline.

Jen had felt good all week. She noticed her cigarette cravings were down, although she still struggled occasionally. She looked forward to her next session with Dr. Smith that evening.

Like last time, Stephanie greeted her in the reception area. She was as cheerful as last time and walked Jen down the hall to the same room as before. Jen entered to find Dr. Smith with another client sitting on the couch, a slender but tall guy dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.

“Ohh I’m sorry, Stephanie brought me over here, I thought you were ready for me” Jen embarrassingly said. She turned to leave when Dr. Smith turned to her and spoke.

“No no Jennifer. You may come in! Please have a seat on the couch next to Kyle.” Dr. Smith was pointing to the white couch across from his desk where he was seated. Jen walked over.

“Hi I’m Jen” she said to the Kyle. He turned and slowly shifted his eyes up to her but didn’t say a word.

“Kyle is currently under hypnosis” Dr. Smith explained. “He doesn’t mean to be rude, but he’s in a deeply relaxing state at the moment.” Read more »

22 [F4M] Every Notification I get I will rub my pussy

I’m looking for a dirty chat where we can both make each other feel good and have a good distraction.i love cum so i won’t be satisfied until you blow your load (and you make me cum) :p

Yeah, I’m kinky like that.

If that sounds like something you want, I’m really looking forward to hearing from you.

A Very Thankful Weekend Pt 1

Thanksgiving weekend, four days of freedom without work. I had heavily been looking forward to it. I had declared to myself, decided I suppose, that I had three goals this weekend. The first was obvious, eat good food. The second was to spend quality time with my family. The final was a private goal of mine. I wanted to fuck as much as possible. Not only was it Thanksgiving weekend, but I also was ovulating and at my peak horny levels.

So I packed two suitcases and drove three and a half hours to my Aunt and Uncle’s place. All the cousin’s would be home for the holiday and myself and my parents were joining them. I packed some clothes and my usual stuff in one bag, the other had my lingerie and my “toys” as I like to call them. I arrived late Wednesday night and said hello to those who were already there before retiring for the night. It was at this point I realized the guest room I was staying in was occupied with another person. I was not happy, I wanted privacy to…get ready for my third goal and I knew I wouldn’t get it sharing a bedroom. I considered getting a hotel room when she entered. Read more »

[M4F] a true blessing in passion

Its 2 am and the texts kept getting dirtier by the second. It started with an apology about situations literally running out of control and feeling absolutely guilty. Apologies slow turn into jokes which turn immediately into desires. Desires turning into reality as I pick her up.

My body ached for the touch of her hand, and the soft lips upon mine as we get lost in the moments of time and desire. Instead I keep it casual as the temperatures slowly drop as time keeps passing away. The passing of topics now bringing my hands up and down her thighs. Fingers sliding up higher to softly play with her nipples.

She moaned behind a strong smile, as I keep up the conversations. Her eyes glowing brighter with the impulses growing stronger. Fingers growing bored of her soft firm breast, move down to her waistline but couldn’t go further. She pushed my hand away and I watched as clothes came off.

She was leaning against the passenger side door, sweat pants on the dashboard and her legs spread as far as she could while still wearing shorts. The conversations continued as my finger played inside of her. Gasping in between the thrusts and I can feel her soaking me more and more. Read more »

The car incident (incest) (fetish)

Disclaimer: everyone is at least 18 years old. This tale is about incest and contains a piss fetish! If you don’t like it, don’t read :)) This is Part 1, I’ll do part 2 if people like it!

I had always been very close to my daughter, Helen. As a 45 years old dad, I had raised her less than half of my life, but she was, to me, one of the loveliest people on earth, inside and outside. Her mom and I had always taken care of her but still gave her a fair load of freedom: she was our only child, and we knew that we didn’t want to be these overbearing parents that children flee because they feel imprisoned.

She was a bright, independent young person, and many times in my head came the strange thought that had I known her young, I would have fallen in love with her immediately. Read more »

Jennifer’s Hypnosis (free use) (oral play)

Jen had been trying to kick my smoking addiction for years. Tried the gum and the patches. She had stints where she didn’t touch a cigarette but always fell back to it. She knew the risks and was desperate to stop. She figured she’d try something a bit outside the box, hypnotherapy. A friend had told her about it, you see a hypnotist, they put you in a trance or something, and you wake up not wanting to touch another cigarette. She checked online and Dr. Oliver Smith had high ratings, so she called his office and made an appointment.

As Jen walked in the office she saw the receptionist behind a desk, a beautiful young woman with long brown hair and light eyes behind the counter fixing her makeup. She looked up and quickly stopped what she was doing to greet her.

“Welcome! I’m Stephanie, how may I help you today?”

“I have an appoint with Dr. Smith.” Jen replied.

“Awesome! Let me check you in. I see it’s your first visit with us, you can expect this to take about 2 hours today because he likes to talk and get to know you. If you come back for future visits it’s usually shorter.” Read more »

Fiction: The babysitter made me do it.

Fiction: The babysitter made me do it, but I also wanted to. So there’s that.

Elle was our babysitter, and I had been looking at her for the last six months. I am a horrible person, probably.

She was 21 and in college, and I was just 31, so it’s not like the age was that super creepy. But I was married, technically — my wife and I were trying what our therapist called a “trial separation with cohabitation,” which basically meant I’d been sleeping on the couch for a month. We needed Elle once a week so we could go to counseling, which was an excuse for me to get into a room with my wife and have her tell me why I was horrible.

I took it, mainly, because I don’t like fighting with a referee in the room. It had been a decade of ups and downs and downs and downs, and most days I couldn’t remember how we got here or if we ever were anywhere else. Read more »

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F/F/F] Part 46

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=== ***Alexa*** ===

She’s experienced, despite being in the “amateur” ring. She’s got a few good punches on me, but I’ve gotten my fair share on her. I can’t think if Chris and the others are in the stand, cheering for me, so I’ll just have to believe they are.

Coach told me that her weak point is that she keeps her left guard a bit low, but whenever I tried to exploit that she catches on. Maybe I’m just too weak. But Chris did say something, that if I keep making her think I’m going for her left, that I should mix it up and unexpectedly go for her right.

So when I threw a feint for her left and she put her left arm up to block it, along with her right hand to bolster it, I stopped short and then threw a right hook clean into her jaw.

She fell on her back with me following her, mounting her and raining down fist after first into her exposed face. After the fifth clear shot the ref threw me off and he waved his hand over her body, tapping her face in an effort to wake her up. Read more »

Daddy and Little One work out

From the kitchen I can hear him grunting as his fists slap against the punch bag. His noises are turning me on, similar as they are to the noises he makes when he’s thrusting inside me. I’m snapped out of my naughty reverie by his growls of frustration. Panting and sweaty he emerges from the garage.

‘Are you ok, Daddy? You look very tired.’ I comment, my brow furrowed as I hand him a towel to mop his sweaty one.

‘I’m out of practice, Little One. I need to spend more time beating the bag instead of… something else.’ He glances at my behind to confirm his meaning.

‘You were going too hard probably,’ I say, as if I know what I’m talking about. ‘Slow it down, give it some gentler, shallow thrusts. I mean punches.’ I glance up and see him smile and chuckle lightly.

‘Careful, Little One.’ He warns. ‘I’m feeling a little bit shaky legged and you don’t help.’

‘Who said I’m trying to help?’

‘You’re being very naughty. Someone is looking for trouble.’ He throws his sodden towel to the side and approaches me slowly. Read more »