So this is my first serious attempt at writing erotic literature outside of DPP, I plan to write a lot more chapters to this story. Suggestions welcome.
The Slutmaker
Category: eroticstories
Caught in the bedroom this time
*This is not the first time writing erotic stories, but it is the first time sharing one with the world. I hope you enjoy it and would love feedback*
It’s not the first time his nipples felt the soft satin lining of her bra, nor the first time his pulsating erection felt the smooth silky finish of her sexy panties. This was, however, the first time she had ever seen him enjoying himself in her underwear.
**His** hand lay over the thin lace to feel his nipples and his other hand slid slowly around the base of his cocks helmet through the thin satin panty. The great rush of pleasure begin to overtake him. It was so wrong to wear her underwear. It was not a good fit, but it felt so good. The soft satin felt good against his skin and made the erection harder and harder. Every time he tried on her clothes it was a rush. So wrong, and he felt so dirty, but the rush kept him coming back again and again.
She had gotten home early today from work. Not thinking about anything other than dinner and a calm night, she walked into the house like any other day. He was too involved with playing to realize the door had opened and she was home. She said nothing, but went to change her clothes, thinking he may have been outside or in the garage. As he lay on the bed, his hands fondled all the right parts. Rubbing his nipples through the bra, working over his throbbing erection through the panties, his excitement grew. She walked toward the door and looked in, stopping short and taking a second look at what she was seeing. At first she didn’t know what to think. “What the….” She thought. Watching him in her lingerie was suddenly turning her on. The thoughts she had pushed down deep inside her from college were beginning to rise to the surface. The night she played with her roommate was beginning to replay in her mind. The soft skin, the silky touches, the feeling of pressing their bodies together. Her body started to respond as she watched him for what felt like an hour. Her pussy became soaking wet to her surprise and she slipped a hand inside her pants to help the situation. As his hips began to rise and fall, his bulging erection was completely outside the panties. He stroked himself slowly as his other hand wandered specifically around his pleasure hole. She had been on top before, and had played with his ass, that was nothing new. Seeing him so vulnerable to her desires was completely new and she had to have him. Walking in slowly, she whispered “you’re so sexy” the sound of her voice startled him. he jumped back on the bed, embarrassed about being in her clothes. “It’s ok” she said as she slowly moved up in the bed. Crawling on top of him to get what she wanted. She moved her body between his legs and began to take over stroking his cock. His eyes went from wide to pleasure as she moved her hands up and down his throbbing member. He felt her acceptance and began to feel his nipples and also rub hers. ” It’s almost too much” he said. “After I fuck your ass, it’ll be too much” She said with an evil grin. Her hand moved between his cheeks and began to rub his relaxed asshole. Her two fingers easily slipped into him and his legs lay back to accept her. Deeper she moved in and out slowly massaging his prostate, feeling him about to explode. She slowed the rhythm, wanting it last. Her mouth moved over his cock, slowly taking him in her as she used a free hand to remove her pants. Readjusting herself to point her dripping wet pussy closer to his face, he reached out to enter her with his fingers. Two at first, slowly entering and exiting as she continued to enter him. Her love tunnel so relaxed and so wet, he added another finger to mound. She gladly added another to his ass. He moaned with excitement, never had she put more than 2 fingers in his ass. He longed for a hard fuck but had never had one. His ass pushed down on her fingers and swallowed them up as she took his cock further into her mouth. Wondering if she would got farther and what would it feel like, he added another finger to her juicy love hole. She to moaned and pushed back on his hand, wanting to feel the fullness of him. After she moaned, she too added another finger to his ass. Slippery and wet with excitement they both finger fucked each other faster and faster, thrusting their hands as if reaching for candy from a piñata.
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[M]The Bull
The Bull
We sat in a booth in the corner of the bar and I tapped my fingers nervously on the dark wooden table. The lights were dim and the booth gave us a perfect view of the entire bar. Sandra sat across from me, she ordered another glass of wine, impatience in her voice as she looked around the room. We had been waiting for almost an hour and Sandra had polished off easily an entire bottle of wine in that time. I, however, was still nursing the same beer that I ordered when we had arrived. I stared at Sandra from across the table, her long cocoa hair pinned up into a messy bun on top of her head. She wore a tight, white and black leopard print strapless top, her perky breasts pushed up into milky mounds peaking over the fabric. She decided against panties tonight and her black skirt barely covered her ass as we walked into the bar, even now if I looked underneath the table I would be able to see her naked pussy. Her eyes were dark and smokey and her pouty lips were stained red.
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“THE SUBURBAN HOWL” – Chapter One: ‘A Letter in the Mail’ [MFM, Mystery/Suspense]
**”THE SUBURBAN HOWL”**
*An Erotic Mystery in Three Parts*
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**PART ONE:** *The Draw*
**Chapter One.** *’A Letter in the Mail’*
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It read, simply:
> *Your names have been drawn. Tell no one.*
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> *Your requested appointment will be on November the 24th, at midnight.*
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> *Leave your front door unlocked.*
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> ** ~ The Wolf**
The couple who lived at 5381 Mulberry St. spent two weeks trying to decipher the meaning of the strange letter — they studied the brisk handwriting and the messy spatter of spilt ink; they felt the thick paper between their finger-tips and wondered who on Earth would have bothered with such exquisite stock — before finally letting the letter rest at the bottom of a kitchen drawer, unsolved and buried beneath a pile of unpaid bills. There was, after all, more important things to worry about; like keeping the electricity on, for instance…
[M] Past
This is a short story I wrote last night for my girlfriend who’s been begging me for the longest time to write an “erotic/romantic” story for her and i honestly just wanted feedback before showing to to her, so here it is!
Any feedback positive or negative is much appreciated.
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With a sudden rush of calm brought on by the sound of waves crashing on shore just outside, I opened my eyes. Lying on a queen size mattress I pulled the sheets over my waist only to notice something out of the corner of my eye. A fucking gorgeous woman was lying beside me.
“Bella?” Is all I could think to say. And with that, a sly smile crept across your face followed by a soft, tired laugh. “You’re retarded.” You mumbled. I couldn’t help but to laugh at what a smartass you were. I glanced back over to where you were laying just a moment ago only to feel the touch of your soft fingertips tugging at the waist of my boxers.
[M] Finding Love on the High Seas
My family had talked about the trip for years, planned it carefully and each of us were excited about doing it, but we never were able to find a long enough stretch of time when all four of us were free. After all, you don’t just do Alaska in a long weekend! That’s how my sister and I found ourselves tagging along on a family vacation that summer rather than taking summer session classes at the U. Dad insisted. “It’s our last chance because soon you’ll both be busy building your careers and raising your families.” Neither Sis nor I were married or even in a serious relationship, but Dad was already enjoying the grandchildren he was sure he could will into existance. He was right about the trip, though. If we were ever going to do it we had to make it work now.
It was a dream trip. Fly to Anchorage, Alaska Railroad to Denali, then down to Seward to explore the Kenai. We took the cruise back because it was *the* way to see the glaciers. We sailed out of Seward and were getting our sea legs, four land lubbers hoping and praying the Gulf of Alaska would remember it was attached to the Pacific Ocean. Mom had a good supply of dramamine just in case. Luckily the crossing was uneventful and we sailed in to our first port of call.
The best goodbye
We had met up the night before, even though saying we wouldn’t. We had talked about sticking apart, even though we both wanted to be together that night. We’d even taken a taxi and told him to go to two separate places, but changed our mind when we got to the first.
The night had been poignant and tender but I had to go. The plane was due to leave in about three hours, I had to get back to my hotel, get ready and get to the airport. We’d woken with too little time left to say goodbye properly.
I didn’t know when I would see her again, if ever.
She walked me to the door, I was clothed, she was still naked. 5’7”, slender, firm, cute ass, long, dark hair. The most gorgeous smile and softest skin, tits perky enough to point at you, full enough to enjoy.
I was standing at the door, reaching for the lock. We’d kissed goodbye, we’d said what needed to be said. She pressed herself against me, I reached behind. I could feel the edge of her ass, the curve scooping up into her slim legs.
The Cost of Doing Business
Why did it have to be her? They just had to assign her to this project so that I’d get stuck late at work with her, alone. I would have had a hard enough time concentrating because of the lack of sleep, but this? The walking, talking amalgamation of all my biggest fetishes? She’s not only a co-worker, but now she’s married: double the forbidden lust. And tall! Six feet! I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be with someone closer to my six foot six. But those at least are normal. Who hasn’t shot a glance at a co-worker, right? I could deal with the height, but it’s this new fetish that’s putting me over the edge.
Why are some men attracted to pregnant women anyway? Isn’t the whole point of attraction supposed to be procreation? If they’re already pregnant, the whole is thing biologically pointless. Sure, it shows they’re fertile, but… fuck. she. is. hot. Her tits used to be somewhere around a C or a D, but now… DD at minimum. They look great on her frame. When did she say her due date was? Two, maybe three more months? I don’t think I can stand it for the rest of today, much less several months.