Category: eroticliterature

I (m23) came into a married Arab Muslim woman’s (f37) home and slayed her pussy

This story takes place directly after the first one. So if you haven’t read it be sure to do that :) (I reposted this to fix some spelling errors sorry)

Backstory I may have forgot to mention : when I came into her home she was in regular hijab attire. Loose shirt, jeans all the good stuff and that’s how it stayed while we were discussing the previous conversation (also on last post) continues from here.

My ears were still shocked. She sat there at her own table telling me that I could spend the night and she wanted to sit on my face. I instantly got horny. I was getting ready to get up and fuck her but she told me to relax “ we have all night long . Sit down and let’s talk for a bit. We rushed it a bit last time. “

I sat down already with my boner fully cocked and ready to fuck. “What made you change your mind” I asked. She then proceeded to share “I loved last time, but afterwards I felt extremely guilty. Like I had let my family down. Not just my husband and kids. But my parents too. I felt like a whore…” she then paused and continued Read more »

I’ll be your friend and be free use

Hey, all. I’m looking to make a new friend and try being free use for him. I’m easy to get along with and love to spoil my friends. In my freetime I like to workout, watch movies, and play like 4 or 5 games. Sexually, I’m expierenced and love to please. I like the taste of cum and think things going in my butt is a good time. I’ll be freeuse for you and I’m cool with a lot of stuff, so have really get into it and enjoy me. I’m fine with you cumming wherever too. In me, on me, in my mouth, in my underwear, wherever you want.

[MF] Ryan and His Stepsister Part 3

Since Ryan’s jerkoff session in the laundry room with Maddy, he hadn’t touched himself in days. Maddy had told him not to do so after discovering his cum stained sheets and he did not want to disappoint her. He was hoping that she would tell him to jerk off in front of her again. He was even hoping and praying that she would show him her tits. God, did he want to see them!

He liked the way she looked at him as he jerked off. There was an evil domineering smile on her lips that he found to be so fucking hot. It turned him on to know that she saw him as something to play with. He wanted to be her personal slave which he found to be so exciting. He had always thought of himself as being dominant but Maddy completely upended that. He wanted to do anything that she told him and it excited him.

Ryan’s cock was constantly hard during these masturbation-free days. It was impossible to keep his mind off of what happened in the laundry room. He had stood in front of his stepsister and jerked off! His cock kept twitching at the thought of it. Read more »

Morning Lake Meetup [M/F] [outdoors] [long story]

I sit in my truck after work just as my phone vibrates in my pocket. A text from you giving me a coordinates and “you have an hour to be here” light up on my screen. I put the coordinates into my gps and it shows a spot by Crystal Lake. My curiosity gets the better of me as I take the 30 minutes drive. As I pull into an opening in the trees, I see your car. The back door opens as you step out. The tight jeans hug your legs, as if they are painted on your skin, your nipples poke against your shirt with the chilled fall air, your blonde hair back in a ponytail. I undress you with my eyes, licking my lips in anticipation. “You just gonna stare or you gonna take what you want” you challenge me as I shut my door. I push your body against the car, my cock getting harder by the second pressing against your ass, your blonde hair tangled in my fingers as I pull your head back, my breath against your neck, I’m intoxicated with the scent of your shampoo. With 1 hand wrapped in your hair and the other teasing the waistband of your jeans, my lips meet the soft skin of your neck as steam of breath leaves your mouth. My teeth sink into your shoulder, your body pressed against the cold metal of your car, your white shirt soaking up the morning dew. I turn you around, bringing my lips to yours, your now soaked shirt clinging to your pale skin. My fingers lightly move up your body under your shirt, goosebumps forming as I lightly brush your ribs. Your lift your shirt above your head, as I bury my face between your breasts. My rough hands cup your soft chest as my tongue swirls around your hard nipples, my teeth lightly biting your skin. My hands move like they have a mind of their own, squeezing and massaging your soft tits, moans leaving your mouth as I pinch you with my teeth. Finally, you can’t take anymore as you drop to you knees in front of me, undoing my belt and pants, dropping them to my ankles in 1 swift move. My hard cock pops our in front of you, your eyes wide with pleasure. Your wrap your fingers around my thick dick and bring it to your lips. Your kiss the precum from my swollen tip, your tongue swirling around my head as your stare up at me. Slowly, you lick down my warm shaft, my fingers tangled in your blonde hair to keep it out of your face. My cock disappears into your hot mouth, your cold hands around my waist pulling me in deeper. Your wet tongue urging more precum from me as you release me with a gasp. You lick your lips and go in for more, our eyes locked as you bob up and down on my dick. I put my hands on both sides of your head and hold you steady as you open your mouth wide. I thrust into you, faster and deeper with each buck of my hips. The wet sounds my dick hitting the back of your throat mix with chiping of birds, your knees getting dirty in the morning mud. “I’m gonna cum” I warn as I feel your cold hands against my hips pulling me in again. String after string of hot cum hits the back of your throat, it starts dripping from your used mouth. Drained, I release your hair and slowly pull out of your covered lips. Your lick them clean and stand up, our lips meeting again. “Get in your car” I order, opening the back door. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 51

“Hey! I heard there’s a man whore up there!”

It’s a woman’s voice. Deep, raspy. It’s not a voice Anna recognizes. But something about it excites her instantly.

Bruce smirks then shouts back, “Not one that you can afford, lowlife!”

Anna is confused for a moment until Bruce walks to the door and lets the owner of the voice in. Her hair is very dark and pulled up behind her head in a high ponytail. Her sweatshirt is unzipped, revealing just a sports bra and the tightest abs Anna has ever seen on a woman. Her skintight workout pants hug her well shaped, round ass and thick thighs. Anna catches herself biting her lip, interrupted by the sheer mass of the man who follows. He ducks to keep from hitting his head on the door frame, his massive muscular frame twisting to fit. Anna’s jaw starts to drop before Bruce interrupts.

“Anna this is Caroline and Dylan,” Bruce offers.

“Oh shut up. Nobody but you calls me that,” the woman says, pushing past Bruce. “Call me C.C.,” she says moving in close to Anna before whispering in her ear, “It’s easy to remember. It’s like saying yes… YES!” She moans then laughs and backs away. Read more »

Smitten with the Dancing Queen [M/F] [erotic thriller]

“Our lips locked, and I fell off the cliff into his oblivion, not caring if I hit rock bottom and shattered.I should have cared. A lot.” — HCHolmes

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Shared By My Three Boyfriends |MFMM| |Fiction|

I know I’m in trouble the moment I get home from work and see my boyfriends at my place, waiting for me. The three of them together.

To my surprise, they’re not fighting, and I wonder if that’s a good sign. It doesn’t look like they’re talking either.

I look from one to another, trying to guess how this will play out.

Glen. Sweet, sensitive. Always worried about what I need.

Allan. Dark, mysterious. We get along perfectly.

Evan. Selfish, manipulative. Everything goes his way.

Each one of them is perfect for a side of me. The three together complete me.

I walk past them, to the door, waiting for them to follow me inside, even though I didn’t say a word. What can I possibly say? Sorry for fucking the three of you? I’m not sorry. Each one of them is a different lover, and I enjoy myself with them all.

“So, will you explain yourself at least?” Allan asks.

I look back and see Evan closing the door. Glen is right behind me.

What can I say so they won’t leave me? Read more »

I wanted to make cupcakes, but we made a mess instead [MF]

You walked in to find me angrily measuring dry and wet ingredients while squinting at the recipe on my phone.

“Ugh,” I sighed. “I don’t care to read your life’s story. Just show me the damn recipe!”

“You ok?” you asked, sensing tension and frustration.

I unloaded on you about my workday. About how my team VP stole credit for my new lucrative account lead as his own. About how the nepotism hire in finance needed to correct my invoice request three times before getting it right. It was one of those days where you feel you’re an insignificant cog in an ever-rolling machine.

“Anyway,” I said, returning my attention to the work of meticulously measuring ingredients. “I just want to eat my feelings tonight. Cupcakes and alcohol for dinner.”

“Roger that,” you said, putting your stuff down and kicking off your shoes in your daily routine of shedding into comfort at home.

I strode across the kitchen and bent down to open the lower cabinet, digging for a muffin tin. I was still wearing my business casual work outfit, black pencil skirt that fell just below my knees, hugging the curves of my perky ass, and a red low cut sleeveless camisole that puckered around my tits. My hair was tied up in a messy bun atop my head, pinned in place with a number 2 pencil. Read more »

Bad Girls Get “Punished”…(MF+)

Daddy and I walked in to a really big room at the club with chains hanging down from the ceiling, spanking benches, wooden X’s that people can be tied to and even a cage.There were a few couples sitting on couches that were against the walls facing the equipment.

I made sure not to look at anyone and keep my eyes down. Daddy pulled me over to a spanking bench and bent me over it, locking me in and lifted my skirt up and over my back to expose my bare ass and pussy. I whimpered at the thought of all of these people staring at me.

“Stick it up.” Daddy ordered from behind me. I arched my back and stuck my ass up. I felt a paddle hit my ass and I winced at the contact. Daddy continued to spank me and then I felt a crop against my pussy. He tapped it to tease me which makes me so wet. Read more »

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F] Part 25

*** ***Chris*** ***

That wasn’t the most ideal conclusion, and I’m not going to count that as our first “one-on-one”. Alana has apologized to me profusely, and I’ve made it known that I should’ve said something. I didn’t know that something like that was going to trigger bad, poisoned memories and I didn’t know my reaction could be so unexpected. Bella finally came back and she hugged me really tight, kissing my forehead and rubbing my back.

“Mom, I’m fine,” I joked and she kind of gave a laugh-cry reply. She took Alana aside, and when they came back after a few minutes of discussion, Alana apologized again.

“Let’s just move forward, alright?” I offered and Alana nodded as she hugged me and gave me a kiss.

The weekend went by without much of a fuss. Bella and Alana kind of gave me a day off in terms of intercourse, though I think it has more to do to allow me to get back into my usual heaspace. I didn’t think it was possible to love two women, yet here I am doing just that. Read more »