Category: eroticliterature

Growth [MF] pt 1

I used to be small. My cock was barely four and a half inches, straight forward just enough for a hand to wrap around. I always thought it would grow on its own and when that didn’t happen I tried every “solution” I found on the internet. Magic pills, Jelking, weights, pumps. None of it works. My dick was the same length it always was my whole life. I had about given up and resigned myself to being below average. To make up for it I built up my outward appearance. I hit the gym 5 times a week for atleast 2 hours a day. Weights, intense cardio and of course I meticulously tracked what I ate. I took great care of my hygiene and hair. In all ways I was an adonis. Except for my fucking cock.

I was good with the ladies. I made sure I always treated them well. Of course they were a person first and an attractive woman second. I’m a feminist. But even when we were in the middle of things getting hot and heavy my cock could stop her in her tracks. They could take one look and all of the sudden it’s let’s take things slow. Michelle was naked on all fours ready to suck when she said it. I needed to fix this issue. No longer would my own cock get in the way of me and a sweet cunt. Read more »

“Consume me” [Poem] [Vanilla]

Where you planted each of your kiss,
My body bloomed in bliss!
Like a sunflower touched by sun’s rays,
It woke up with all the grace.

Pamper me, Caress me, Consume me.
Oh love, Rest me between your bosoms!
For each touch you gift me,
The heat inside me, it further booms.

I want to tell you “Don’t stop!”,
But words seldom come out on top,
They reach the brain and form themselves,
But just come out as moans with your name,
As moans with your name.

[Pt 1] [M] A real story about sharing an apartment with my sister.

When I got home after a long night out with friends, I was walking past my sister room and heard what I thought was faint moaning through her bedroom walls.

Tired and wondering if I was just hearing things, I headed to my bedroom and started to get undressed. But then the moaning started again, but this time it was louder and deeper.

By this point I was starting to get turned on and as her moaning started getting louder my cock started getting harder…

Curvy [F] ravaged by selfless [M] with fingers and tongue until an explosive orgasm

Your body is like something from a World of Warcraft graphic novel. Like an exotic enchantress from distant lands capable of seducing any man that she desires.

You possess the kind of pretty face and insane, womanly curves that demands me to be an Alpha male and take you back to my home.

To push you up against a wall and rip away every single piece of clothing until you are completely naked and my hungry eyes can fully ravish your incredible body.

To see your blonde locks tumbling onto your shoulders, your blue eyes sparkling with a mixture of lust and trepidation, your heavy chest rising and falling with every breath and your toned stomach curving down to the prize that I want to make mine, is a sight guaranteed to make any red blooded barbarian become dizzy with animal lust.

When I can take the erotic visual torture no more, when my eyes have had their fill of your huge G cup breasts, narrow waist and curvy hips and I have removed all of my clothes to reveal a granite hard cock, I step in and completely ravage your body. Read more »

Laura.. the not so shy events manager (Fiction, based on a fantasy) part 1

Let me set the scene firstly, I work in a large hotel, very busy and lots of staff. The hotel caters for many functions, fully operating bar and restaurant and also a large function room and bar separate to the hotel for weddings and events. Through the whole business there would be around 100 staff, ranging from waitresses to receptionists to cleaners and housekeepers and we are blessed with some really sexy females, a few that stand out would be 2 housekeepers, a kitchen porter, a few receptionists and a manager. In particular one of the housekeepers, an older lady, in her mid 50s, not married but with a partner. You would swear this girl was in her 20s looking at her from behind, my god what an ass! Tight, toned and let me tell you it looks delicious through tight trousers.

Anyway moving on, this story isn’t about the hot housekeeper, I’ll save that story for another day. Today is all about the events manager. Read more »

Teaching Her a Lesson Part 4: Training Day

She knelt on the floor, naked, waiting. She hoped Sir would hurry, but suspected he was playing with her. Making her worry that he’d not come, and someone else would find her in this state.

The door opened.

He stepped though. Dressed more causally, a bag over his shoulder, with a set to his shoulders and a gleam in his eye that hinted at danger. Dominance. Desire. She swallowed, her mouth dry.

He shut the door, and sat on the bed, ignoring her completely. He opened the bag, the zipper startlingly loud in an otherwise silent room. He remove things from it, arrayed them on the bed. Things she couldn’t see from this angle. A thrill of anticipation clutched her core.

*’So you can see what being used is really like’* she heard him say again. A memory she’d been replaying all week.

“Get up and come here.” He said abruptly. She moved to stand. “Crawl, you stupid slut.”

*’Used…’*. She crawled until she was staring at his feet.

“Look up.” Her eyes flicked up tentatively. Her heart stuttered for a second as she saw his pleasure at her state, his desire to take her warring with his need to play. Read more »

I’m sleeping with a busty MILF

So this lady lives in my town like 3 blocks away and would always see her at the grocery store. She’s f(31) let’s call her jennie and has a kid. I’m m26

She’s super hot like one of those gluten free girls that hit the gym and always in gym attire.

This one time I started to go to her gym and saw her walking out. I had to say oh hey I always see u. And she replied with “oh yea I see you a lot are you from here” we just randomly started talking.

A few days after I see her again and says to her friend “oh look my gym crush” hey what’s up.

I was happy AF I’m slowly growing a bonner and try my best to tuck it up. Lol

We start hitting it off and ask her if she wanted to get lunch. She started to tell me about her baby daddy and how he’s a dick and what ever.

She asks if she could drop me off, I say sure and get into her car. Read more »

Bad Luck Cleo [Tags in story] Chapter 2

*TW: This series follows a female character who is tortured mentally, emotionally, and physically. No one she comes across will have her best intentions in mind. Discretion is Advised.*

*Tags for this Chapter: [Recorded][Bj][Forced BJ][Rough hitting][Throat Distention][Air restriction]*

**Bad Luck Cleo**

Chapter 2: The First Payment

Cleo finally gathered herself from her desk, slipping her shirt back on and throwing her bra into her satchel. She stood at her office door, took a deep breath, and made her way out of the building and into her car.

First thing, she found herself pulling into a store. The deal was already struck and Dale had shown a mean streak. Best not make it worse by denying his requests. She purchased twin bottles of vanilla scented shampoo and conditioner, managed a slightly friendly smile to the cashier, and drove home.

It was Friday night. She originally had plans to meet up with her friend Holly, but had text her to cancel, feigning a stomach pain after a long day of bad news. Holly was her normal cheery self, texting back wishes of a speedy recovery and hopes to reschedule. Read more »

Mara, at Death’s Doorstep [M/F]

Marasillia pah d’Entalis had been scouting the hideout for a tenday before she decided to act. A single brute guarded the door that had seen no fewer than five of the city’s most-wanted felons come and go. Claiming any one of their heads would have paid her expenses for a full year, but doing so certainly would have spooked the rest and sent them to ground.

No, she wanted them all at once. She had to be patient, but ready.

There. The guard rotated out–one thug for another outside a nondescript, back-alley door. She’d never risked being close enough to hear them talk, so she’d given them names in her head to help keep them straight. Ludo, Spot, Cornelius, Porgy. This one–Goldy–was a hulking beast of a dragonborn, seemingly far more dragon than man. He took up his position near the door and leaned back, folding arms that were each as thick around as Mara’s waist. The next shift wouldn’t be out for three hours, down to the minute. That was her window of opportunity, and she’d be damned to Avernus if she squandered it now. Read more »