Category: eroticstories

STR8 BOY BLOWJOB

I’m living with 2 hot Aussie guys under 25yo and for 3 days I haven’t gotten any. Well not last night…..

No it wasn’t Will (Will is my new roommate – Will is 18 – fucking hot and so far it seems as if he is totally straight although I might get him) – it was Dean (my mate who is staying with me for a couple of days before he moves to a ski resort just south of here). I know I have been a bit lazy and I haven’t mentioned Dean much – but honestly I didn’t think much of it. I met Dean here at the end of last season and we rode a bit together. Few nights on the grog and nothing much more. He emailed me about a month ago and said he was heading back over here (he went back to uni in Perth) for the winter and had a couple of weeks to kill so why not ski his old town.

Dean has dark hair and is a good 6 foot 4 (bit taller than me) and he is kinda quiet. I never thought anything would happen with Dean at all. Read more »

Dancing to the pull of his strings [M/f, STR, bdsm, dubcon, edging]

She shivered in the cold November air, but it wasn’t just the chill that dimpled her flesh and shortened her breath… it was the sheer insanity of her choice. She stalled for what seemed like forever, one leg hanging out of the driver side of her car, the option to get right back in and drive home tugging at the corner of her mind. The phone chiming in her hand nearly made her jump, as he always seemed to send these little messages of his in time with the doubts she had. Thumbing across the screen she gulped as the list of instructions followed, before pushing herself up out of the car and shutting it behind her. This was what she wanted, the call of that deep husky voice she’d had whispering in her ear throughout the week previous drawing her ever nearer. Read more »

NEW RULE: No more linking outside reddit in your posts or comments.

There’s a new rule in place, folks. From now on there will be no more “posting part of a story, then linking outside reddit for the rest/more”. Please feel free to report any posts or comments you see doing this.

If someone is a writer who would like to drive traffic to their personal website/subreddit/wherever, I will consider adding that website to their flair so that it will show wherever they comment/post. BUT I will not allow them posting a story and advertising outside locations with anything like “Come here for more” or “Click here for the sexy conclusion”. Stories/chapters must be posted in full in the post/comments.

Was it just a lunch date?

You thought it was just going to be lunch… but here we are, opening the front door to your house. the meal was good, but not great; however, the wine was delicious. You apprehensively open the door, and pause… thinking about asking me to wait outside as you retrieved the book you told me I could borrow, but felt that would be dramatic. What’s the worst that could happen?

This all started with a conversation about This American Life, which morphed into our adolescent opinions of the Confederacy of Dunces, and finally meandered to this years issue of The Best American Non-required Reading. You had 2012’s anthology, and I cleverly took advantage of that to insist that I have to borrow it. So here we are.
Two people, desperate to sit down, after walking all day in Boston.
A chance meeting at a cafe with only one free table…

our impromptu date was a coincidence, but you can not deny the attraction. Read more »

Our cabin in the woods.

So we find ourselves here again… The week after the peak season has ended; in the same 4-bedroom cabin, with the 3 same high school friends… plus their spouses.

We’ve been taking these 5 day / 4 night trips for over a decade now. Neither of us are part of the assemblage of longtime associates… both of us being hangers-on, dragged here by our significant others. Admittedly, it’s been easier and easier to get us to come with each year, but we both can think of a few places we would rather be.

I’ve known you going all the way back to when you first started dating your (now) husband. I’ve always like you, in a friendly way. You were always fun, seemingly happy, witty, and smarter than I’ve always felt you should be, considering how beautiful I found you. Sure, we are Facebook friends, and we wish each other the best on annual milestones, but considering that our last 6 FB chats consisted of identical, “Happy Birthday!!!” messages, repeated back on a 12-month cycle, I would consider us acquaintances, more than friends.

But, this year seems different… Tonight seems different. Read more »

Buzzing

Buzzing [F]

It was still dark outside when the sound woke her up. It was a distinct, not too loud, buzzing sound, and at first she thought it was outside the house. When she realised that it actually came from under the bed she was sleeping in, she felt frightened, but only for a minute. Until curiosity took over.

After all, it was her best friend’s bed and she know that the prospect of giant insects living under it was very remote. This was England after all, not Brazil. Then she thought it might be some sort of practical joke. It had felt odd of her friend to offer her her own bed while she herself would sleep on the sofa in the living room of the one bedroom flat. Tired as she was though, and as her friend had insisted she had agreed without too much of a bad conscience.
Now, her curiosity obviously won, together with the fact that she wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep while this was going on anyway. Read more »

[grp] Erotic Short Story #127 formatting help

A group of people get trapped on a subway car. They get to their stop but the doors don’t open. Santana comes on the radio. They begin to collapse on top of each other forming a writhing mass of sweaty bodies. Some may call it an orgy. Others may call it their train ride to hell for group sex is a sin.

It was later discovered that nobody even tried to open the doors and they weren’t actually stuck, they just got confused and had an orgy.

The end.

Oh, also that train car was a mess. They had to throw it out.

Late night visitors [m] [str] [bi voyeurism] (part 1?)

The door to my room shot open. I looked up at the figures that stood in the open doorway, but the only light in the room came from the hallway behind them. “Who is it?” I asked.

The figures drew closer to me, and I recognized them as my friend Eric, and a girl I had asked out a month prior, Jess.

“It’s Jess and Eric,” Eric announced. “What are you doing in bed so early?”

“Eric… it’s 2 AM. What are you doing in my room?”

“We’re drunk, Chris. Get up and hang out with us,” Jess half-pleaded, half-commanded. The two of them got closer to me and tugged at the sheets, which I held firm to. My roommate was out this weekend, and I had gone to bed bare-ass naked. Those sheets were the only thing covering me that night.

“Guys, not right now. I’m trying to sleep. We can hang out tomorrow…” I pled with them, hoping they would leave me alone.

“Chris, we’re bored,” moaned Eric, pulling the sheets off my legs as he did. Read more »

Need writer for video (sex-)game

Hello, I hope you don’t mind me posting this here. I am working on a dating sim and am currently looking for a writer, preferably native english speaker.
The game will probably be released as freeware once it’s done so I won’t pay you but would give you a share of donations should I get any.

[F] [STR] The book, our story

I see you across the room and my eyes shy to the floor. You are the book I have tried over and over to read, but I never quite find the time to finish. Yet, here we stand. I never know exactly what to say to you. But, I want to read your pages..

Your cover is a soft tan and made of rugged leather. I touch you and trace your spine, as I turn you around to read your text. As I flip you open, I stop for a moment to admire your dedication. I love that people can inspire other people to make brilliant works of art. You have been signed many, many times and will likely be loved for many more years to come. Not all of your pages are filled, but the ones that are, they are inspiring. I turn the page and a sentence takes my breath away. You sweep me into a completely different world.. Read more »