Category: eroticstories

It’s Not Suppose To Happen

His friend, a dear friend, walks into the room. Her scarlet red hair, her fair complexion, her smile. It immediately sends him into the world he so often finds himself trapped within. A world of wish and want. A world of lust and desire that binds his thoughts to her.

He see the silk scarf so beautifully wrapped across her neck, laying down on across her breasts. While others compliment her on the scarf, in his mind, his compliment is taking the scarf off her neck and binding her wrist above her head. He then uses his strength to pick her up, toss her over his shoulder, holding her tight. He forcefully, almost violently, clears the nearest table of anything that could get in his way.

Another show of gentle strength. Her throws her with her bound wrist on the table. He catches her just as she lands so she falls soft and unharmed. He pulls her blouse up, exposing her goddess like breast. He pauses, looks at her, and sees her smile of approval and permission. He then places his lips on her nipples and begins to suck. A slight moan from his lover is asking for more. Read more »

[third person pov] questions

Does he know how badly she wants him? That she walks around in soaked, creamy panties all day? That her nipples stay hard for hours? That her lips are painfully swollen? How receptive her pussy is, and responsive her clit?

Does he know that she imagines the strength of his fingers as he slides them across her belly and into her waistband? The roughness of his beard sliding across the skin on the inside of her thighs? The warmth of his hips against her legs as he buries himself deep inside her?

Does he know that she’d squeeze his hips as she straddles and rides him? That she’d scream? That she’d laugh when it got really good? Would he like it? Lust for it?

Would it make him moan? Slip his hand into his jeans? Cum?

An Intro Into Hotwife (Voyeur)

She looked beautiful.

She always looked beautiful. Perhaps it is what she was getting ready for that made her look even more beautiful to me tonight. Tonight was a special night. Our sex life was excitingly wide ranged. I could be sitting around and the thought of a soft, sensual, loving night of love making would cross my mind and I would lose himself for a moment. I loved her and I loved making love to her. On the other end of the spectrum lies the animalistic, sweaty, dirty talk fueled, porn star-esque fucking that made my cock throb. The main topic of the dirty talk usually focused on watching her with another man. Admittedly, that fantasy started with me. I knew she wasn’t into it, but I loved her for trying. Truth be told, I felt guilty that I fantasized about watching her. Felt weak that I could never put into words exactly why it turned me on so much. But during those amazing fuck sessions, I just let himself go, if just for a moment. Read more »

Revenge

**Revenge**

Disclaimer: Please note that I am german and just want to write down my phantasies, whereas the English used ith the story might not be 100% accurate. Also please keep in mind that this is largely a sexual story. Reader discretion is adviced!

With that being said: Please, sit back and enjoy the story :)

When life gave me lemons, I fucked it in the ass! Because that’s what you’re supposed to do!

And trust me, life really loves to give you lemons.

Let me give you an example: Imagine you see a beautiful young girl. Blonde, wavy hair slightly over shoulder length, maybe 1.70m tall, slim figure but really nice curves, and a face of an angel, small lips, pointed nose, plucked eyelashes, blue eyes and every smile is sweet like honey, with her small dimple on each side of her cheek.

How could this girl, no sorry, this angel be of any harm to you?

Well, allow me to introduce Aennie Klain, the nastiest and sharp-tonguedest girl I’ve ever met.

I don’t know why, but for some reason Aennie loves to expose people, especially the losers and weak ones. Read more »

Inches from death [Apocalyptic][FSolo][Short]

Carol knew she had fucked up, it was easier to admit than to deny. She had known something was off, enough to make her store her gear two floors down from her actual destination, which might just save her life. If no one noticed the women’s clothes behind the bed it would looks as if Derek had been there on his own.

She had heard four shots, so she knew she wouldn’t meet Derek again, but the fact that she was still alive here on the ledge of the roof meant that at least she had a chance to survive.

The way out of the window had been the only possible flight route and since no one had come after and caught her in the past few minutes chances were good that no one was looking for a second person.

Coming to think of that it also meant that neither had she led Sector Security here nor that Derek had sold her out for whatever reason he might have had to do so. Read more »

The Fog of Whore [FM][Cheating][Outdoor]

The fog lay heavy over the warped forest road, obscuring trees and potholes on the way to the meeting point. It had been ages since Lauren had made the drive out here but she still knew every inch and pebble on the way. Back in the day she’d come up to Peak Point every few days, the perfect place if one wanted to think and write without being bothered by – well anyone considering it took a good hour to drive up and down again, more if all you had was a small motorcycle you had no licence for and had to borrow from your brother who worked hard to afford it.

These days it took less time and the car was hers, but the road with all its nicks and turns and slopes and gravel was every bit as strenuous as it had been. Lots of fun though, having made it to the top Lauren could look down on the road she had just come up, sitting on her hood as she waited for Nathan to appear out of the fog. Read more »

Trying this out – a sext between a girl and I

I call this one Dr Jekyll/Mr. Hyde. I want you wearing only a garter belt and thigh highs. A chair in the middle of your living room. I put you on your knees in front on the chair, and I use a scarf to tie your hands behind your back so that I’m in total control. I tell you not to move unless directed. I reach underneath you and touch your v and feel how wet you already are. I tease you, rimming your lips with my fingers, reaching around you with my other hand to pinch your nipples while I kiss the back of your neck. You start to move to the movement of my fingers, and that makes me stop and give you a smack on your ass. I whisper in your ear “warning number 1, and warning 2 will be worse”. I go back to touching you, to make sure you listened. Like a good girl, you do. I stop when I feel you start to quiver a bit, telling me that you are getting ready to cum. I take off my clothes and sit in front of you. You lean in to taste my cock, and I stop you. “That’s warning number 2”. I take your head in my hands, and I thrust my cock into your mouth to the back off your throat. I hold it there, and I can hear you start to gag a little. I pull out only to thrust back in as far as I can go, hard fast thrusts hitting the back of your throat. You are tearing up and drooling now, a messy blow job. I ask you if you are going to listen, and you nod, like a good girl. I slow down, controlling the depth as you suck me. I cum in your mouth and you take it all. I stand up and move the chair. I move you so your torso is on the couch, knees on the floor. I touch you again, and feel that you are leaking down your legs. I rub my cock yo and down your v and ass, teasing you. I finally slide inside you, just barely penetrating you over and over. Inside of you, rubbing your v with my cock. Then I thrust all the way inside of you. Hard, and I stay deep in you. Then I start, slow hard thrust as deep as I can, then faster, harder, I am pulling your hips into my so I can fuck you as deep as possible, then pinning your arms to your back. I ask you to cum for me and I’m too late. Your body is quivering and your hands grab onto mine. I ask you if you just moved without permission, and you stop. You slowly nod, and I take my cock out of your v, and I spank you twice, hard. I untie your hands, and whisper in your ear “hold on”. I slide my cock into your ass, nice at first, but then harder, my balls slapping against your swollen pussy. I stop, deep inside of you, and we both cum. I tell you to stand up, and I take you to the shower. I wash your body, then mine. I dry you off, then me. I take you to the bedroom, and I kiss you, then I softly, gently, lick your v and clit. You cum again, and I slowly fuck you again. I cum deep inside of you while our lips are locked. I put you in your side, and wrap my body around yours, kissing the back of your neck and rubbing my hands on your body. I wrap my arms around you and rock you to sleep

The Bad Old Times [Postapocalyptic][FSolo]

Most people Sarah knew were constantly lamenting their fate since the collapse but for her everything had gotten a hundred times better. Eight hours less in front of desk, no idiot colleagues unless she teamed up with other scavengers who then were actually good at their job because if you weren’t you didn’t make it home.

Today she was all alone though, just her trusted, rusted rifle and her backpack full of goods accompanying her on the long way home. She had spent a little too long setting foot after foot on her way out and now she wasn’t going to make it back in time. Not by a long shot, it had paid off in great loot but it also meant she had to find a place to hunker down for the night – and better find it fast because the sun was already setting.

Luckily summer was still on its way out and she wouldn’t have to deal with staying warm when lighting a fire was a surefire way to get herself killed. It sure had gotten a little colder lately, but nothing a warm sweater and a bit of toughing it out wouldn’t be able to handle, with a bit of luck she would even get to enjoy a nightly rain shower with rain drops playing their music on a hopefully still intact window. Read more »

Cruel – Kinktober Day 11 [FMF][Light Bondage][Denial]

Mira still could not believe it, her mind was overflowing with anger, insanity and pure, unfiltered hatred. At her best friend Anne for talking her into this, at herself for following through and most importantly at Adrian for being so damn good at this.

It had all started so simple, a girls’ night with Anne where they had inevitably gotten to talk about men, sex and how boring both had become over the years. Then Anne had pulled a card out of her sleeve, telling Mira about a guy she knew who was neither.

*He’s really good*, she had said, *I promise you won’t regret it. Well, maybe a little.*

That should have told Mira all she needed to know and stay away from Adrian, but it had sounded just enticing enough to keep thinking about it in the week to come. Another harsh week, another boring blind date going nowhere later she had been forced to admit that she could not stop thinking about a guy she would regret just a little.

Anne had chuckled, grinned, laughed when Mira had stood on her doorstep to learn more, invited her in for some tea and real talk. Read more »

Freud had it right all along!

**Freud had it right all along!**

Disclaimer: Please note that I am german and just want to write down my phantasies, whereas the English used ith the story might not be 100% accurate. Also please keep in mind that this is largely a sexual story. Reader discretion is adviced!

With that being said: Please, sit back and enjoy the story :)

You know, there is one thing that exists that really annoys me: The Monday! Not only is it the beginning of an overly tiring week, it also has the most lessons in school and is the only day where I have to carry five books á five kilgramms each with me. When I get home on a Monday, normally my back always hurts like hell. I then quickly jump onto my bed and go to sleep and forget that I still have work to do.

But I feel that this Monday is going to be different. But to understand that, you have to know what my current situation is: Read more »