Category: eroticliterature

I need you. Need you to make me beg for just a little taste of your cock, force me to describe exactly what I want you to do for me.

Stroke your cock in that way that makes me moan, tie me up so I can’t touch myself while you tease me with it. While you straddle me and fuck my face, or pin me down and use my tight little pussy or ass. Because all my holes are yours to use whenever you want.

Because I’m your desperate little slut who begs for your cock, begs for it because I need it to ruin me, to drown me in your cum until I choke, fill me until it’s dribbling from the corners of my mouth. Even though I’m swallowing hungily, trying to get it all down because I don’t want to waste a single precious drop. Overwhelm me, please.

I need you to call me your kitten, your angel, and I need you to make me crawl after you; I’m not worthy enough to walk. Because I’m a filthy little whore, a greedy little cumslut… Aren’t I daddy? I’m not allowed to stand like a good girl would. I have to worship the ground you walk on as you move, kneel as you stand. Read more »

Sorry I forgot to add this is a[continuation of yesterday](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qkpqrz/i_felt_i_could_trust_him_pt_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

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Waking up I had some very simple instructions. I was really happy with him last night and sent him a selfie, just showing off everything from my neck down.

“Just like last night, get up early, edge, walk out wearing only sunglasses, a mask, hat, hair in a pony tail and shoes. Take out the trash and check the mail again.”

My heart was beating out of my chest. I was actually going to do this, during day light. I was so nervous and excited it was hard to get my hair done in a pony tail like he asked. I put on these really big sunglasses to hide as much of my face as I could with the glasses and a hat, almost forgot to grab the trash and walked out.

Holy shit, no one was out but this was actually happening. My nipples poked hard, holding the trash in one hand, keys and phone in the other. I don’t know why but when I hit the elevator button I lifted my phone in the air and took a selfie just for him. It looked dumb, but I wanted him to know I was actually doing this. Read more »

You’re going to worship me before the end of tonight.

I’m going to make you kneel while I undress, revere me with your tongue, scream my name like a prayer as I use you.

I’ll lead you into our bedroom by the hand, then press you up against the door, kissing and petting as much of you as I can reach. Grind into you with my hips, teasing, and just as you’re getting into it, push you down onto your knees and step away.

I’ll slowly pull my clothes off, one piece at a time. My blouse first, so you get to appreciate the lacy bra I have on specially. Then that next, so you get a nice extended view of those perky breasts as I remove the jeans and thong. I turn, wiggle my ass just to make you moan. Love the sounds you make when you’re so hungry for me. Read more »

(Content warning: rough language, sexism, kidnapping)

Politicians feared you, corporate thugs despised you. You were the number one journalist in Jackson City, and the bane of corrupt, entitled men in power.

In your four years with the Jackson City Times, you’d exposed everything from embezzlement and voter fraud, to sexual harassment and rape. The latter was especially important to you as a woman. You knew from your own experiences how powerless it could feel to go up against deep rooted misogyny in society.

In fact, your crusade against sexism had caused quite the backlash. You were accused of being a ‘man-hater’ and a ‘troublemaker’. Your social media would often be bombarded with misogynistic vitriol, and some of your jealous male coworkers referred to you as an “arrogant bitch” behind your back.

It wasn’t fair. But it had given you the thick skin needed to survive in a world dominated by men.

Now, you were about to drop the biggest story of your career:

An exposé on a human trafficking ring and its ties to government officials in Jackson City. Read more »

Face down, ass up my bell next to my right hand, lifting me up , my thighs on his, he spits on my asshole, rubbing it with his thumb , other hand gently feeling my pubes, I could feel his thumb trying to break in , fingers going down to my clit grabbing it with two fingers and gently pinch, thumb breaks in , a pressure that makes my fingers sink in the floor as two of his go inside me , the gag like a dam holding my moans in place, index and middle finger synced with his thumb thrusting all at once, my mouth may have been silenced but my body told tales of pleasure , he bites my ass check , one that would leave a mark for a long time, my leash pulling from underneath moving my head back, he makes me watch how my juices drip down on him, my hands start shaking , asshole sending shivers all over my body , pussy soaking and aching , suddenly my body lifts up, leg twisting on his neck , hands on the floor , I could feel my body burning , his fingers go out and I feel his tongue on my lips licking the edges , thumb dropping down like a anker, Read more »

Couple Account
M 35 British
F 22 Arab-North African

I am looking after the account mostly but the content is all centred around my girl. She is fully onboard. She writes and I post it here.
She is a very lucid dreamer and dreams about something erotic pretty much every night. She’s quite expressive and doesn’t tend to hold anything back when it comes to her sexuality. She is truly an anomaly in that way considering her Arab/North-African background and the fact that she grew up in a fairly conservative atmosphere tuned and defined by religion and traditions for the most part.
I met her online a couple of months ago and to this day she never ceases to amaze me with her wit, maturity, intellect and her ability to express her sexual feelings, desires and frustrations in the most erotic and honest ways anyone could possibly express!
We are quite compatible when it comes to sexual fantasies and experiences but with over 10 years more dating experience than her, I guess I’m more experienced in the practical sense but she’s an absolute freak in terms of how her imagination could take her wild places sometimes and she wants to stay there forever. Read more »