I [M] went from getting orally serviced by one of our team’s water girls, to discovering she’s trans [TF], pounding her in the shower and then upwards from there ?

I play competitive soccer full-time for most of the year. It’s a very good gig, all told. There’s a small group of all-purpose team helpers who do stuff like getting water, collecting towels, running “go-for” errands and stuff. All of them are college-age. Two years ago, a new girl started – Leslie. (Not her real name, obviously.) Real pretty, 23 years old (I’m a little over ten years older), short, curly blonde hair, green eyes, and an amazing rack. I noticed her right away.

Everyone on the team is really friendly with the “gofers,” since they’re around all the time. Even the girls are often in the locker room while the guys are in various stages of undress. It’s just how things work. In part for that reason, there are supposed to be strict rules about no fraternizing with them or other team staff. But… that rule goes ignored pretty frequently, which is pretty common with sports teams.

Leslie noticed me, too. She would cheer me on the field, give me eyes off of it. I realized, later on, that she mentioned her hotel room to me a couple of times on away games, and that I should’ve realized what she was hinting at. Read more »

Part 4 : Vibrations [D/s][Vibrators][Blowjob]

Author’s Note: This story is Part 4 of 4. To start at the beginning, please check out Parts 1-3 on our profile page!

You set me down on the kitchen table, grabbing a pillow from the couch to tuck behind my head. Turning away from me I hear the clink of silverware as you open a drawer. To my great surprise you pull out a small, black wand. 

“Spread your legs for me, slut. You’re going to have some fun while I make dinner.” 

I eagerly obey and you slip the head of the vibrator into my panties, allowing the body to rest against my right thigh. I gasp as you flick the vibrator on, twisting the small dial to set the vibrations at about half speed. You lean forward and kiss me, your tongue darting into my mouth, and then you’re gone, standing up and smoothing your clothes, grabbing a cutting board as you get started preparing dinner. 

“Does lemon and pepper chicken sound good to you baby?”  Read more »

The Island – Part Eleven – MMF, Bi, Cum, Anal, Bareback, ATM

(As always, please pardon the grammar errors, it was written on my phone. I encourage my readers to review past chapters to experience the build-up and full intimacy of this moment.)

Scott woke up a jolt, the flood of excitement washing over him. Today was the day. In the last few months, Scott had enjoyed nearly every conceivable form of sexual pleasure and submission, except one. Ever since the moment he’d watched Paul’s hard cock slowly enter Rachel’s pussy lips and watched her belly rise, Scott had wanted to experience it himself.

Paul recognized this desire in Scott, and frequently ordered Scott to ride a lifelike dildo modeled on Paul’s own cock while he watched his wife get fucked. Although the dildo was anatomically similar, with veins and a big soft head, it lacked the heat and power of the real thing. As a good little cocksucker, Scott knew that fact all too well.

Frequently, during Rachel and Paul’s date nights, Scott was relegated to under the table, his face buried in Paul’s crotch as he worked every inch of the cock with his tongue and throat. Rachel was a great teacher, lovingly showing Scott how to use his tongue to elicit that most explosive of reactions: ten ropes of warm cum in the back of your waiting throat. Read more »

Across the Courtyard – Part 2 (FM)

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hs04nw/across_the_courtyard_part_1_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

Let me know if you have any feedback. Hoping to get Part 3 out sometime next week. Enjoy!

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Her brown eyes were penetrating, framed by her curly hair, she didn’t take her gaze off of me and neither could I mine off hers. My hands rubbed along her bare thighs, wanting to take in as much of her as I could, moving them back to her ass. Squeezing I could feel how firm her ass was, I could feel her muscles flexing through my hands and began moving on to position my hands on Chelsea’s hips. I could feel her energy pulsing through her as she lifted up and then came crashing down onto me. I couldn’t help but admire her bare beautiful body as she rocked back and forth against me, my cock deep inside of her. I reached my head up to suck on her nipples but was pushed back down by her as she took control of me. I could feel the heat from her body, hitting my chest and warming every part of me. Never losing focus of her I could see her as she stared into me with an animalistic desire. Her hair was bouncing around her, she began to bite her lip as she rolled back, allowing me to see all the way from her pelvis, up her toned and flat stomach, up to her breasts, shaking with each thrust down. Perfectly shaped and hungry for attention. I could see beads of sweat coming from her neckline. I could feel her taking every part of me into her. I wanted to flip her around and have my way with her but I was not in control. She pulled herself back in tight against me, looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes and demanded of me, “Cum inside of me!” Read more »

Earthly Delights [Mf] [fantasy] [angel/demon] [non-con] [impreg]

I tried to flee, at first.

The demon’s clawed hand closed around my ankle as my wings furiously beat the air. I cried out, straining for the sky, but he yanked me downwards. I could feel the heat of his touch against my calf, then thigh, then waist, until he held me to his bare lap. I squirmed with all my strength, but his arms held me fast.

He murmured such forbidden words into my ear, naming desires that I had never known existed. His fingers brushed over the joints of my gossamer wings, and I shuddered at the delicate touch.

“Little seraph.” He said, voice like the rumble of a boulder down a mountain. “You strayed too far from the clouds.”

“*Please*, let me go,” I whimpered, and his answer was lips tracing the shape of my jaw, the hollow of my throat.

As I squirmed, my stomach brushed against something warm, hot with blood. I glanced downward and gasped – the purple-tinged head of his cock glimmered in the faint light, it’s length and girth as considerable as the rest of the demon’s frame. It bulged slightly in the middle as it stiffened to it’s true size. Read more »

[MF] Lost My Virginity on the Rail Trail

*names have been changed to protect the guilty. This is my first time writing anything really erotic, so let me know if I should keep doing it!

The year was 2012, eight years ago to the day. Her name was Katie, and mine is Mark. This was the summer before we all went off to college, We were both 18, both young and horny and dumb, and had a little too much free time.

I had worked at the local boxing gym a couple days a week, teaching little kids classes, really more of a babysitting job than anything that will help them one day in a fight. Usually, the parents would sit on benches off to the side of the room, to watch their kids and maybe intervene if someone was a little punchy. It was there when I saw her for the first time.

Katie – not really tall but not really short, 5’7″, blonde, not her real hair color but not badly done, and blessed with what I would later learn were 34Ds, enormous on her tight body. She was wearing a tight, navy, short sleeve shirt with a few buttons undone. It only did her favors, and try as I might, I kept finding my eyes drifting in her direction throughout the class. Read more »

Forced to Match the Movements [FFM, predicament, machine]

Esma was always insatiable after a big night out. As the yellow of the sun began to pierce through the gaps in the curtains, both girls came-to gently. Fuzzy memories of the night before danced around their blurry minds, the taste of tequila still dark on their tongues. It wasn’t long before Ashley spotted the wicked look in Esma’s eye.

Last night they crashed as soon as they got home, they never really had drunk sex – despite how horny Ashley would get when buzzed – because Esma was always too sleepy. On the other hand, Esma loved hungover morning sex and was already letting her hands roam Ashley’s incredible figure through the thin silky pajamas. She ran her dainty fingers up Ashley’s taut stomach up to the swelling orbs of her chest, gently tracing her fingers over the hardening nipples. Another hand groped Ashley’s ripe little ass, trailing down the spongy soft skin of her slender legs.

Ashley’s skin was pale and creamy, lightly dusted with tiny freckles. The most concentrated freckles were across her nose, trailing to those irresistible pillowy cheeks. She was adorable. How could someone be so cute in their mid-twenties? Esma was always struck but how beautiful her partner was. Those shimmering blue eyes, and her dirty blonde hair, combined with her sizable tits and sensational figure – it was a dangerous combination. Read more »

Smile Time – Part 1 (bimbo humiliation)

They had organised things well, or rather Jake had. Rachael always left the matters of organisation to him. No need to poke her beautiful nose into proceedings. Not when all she needed to do was to look pretty and smile.

There would be six this evening. Three dominant men, and three submissive women. A bimbo party was different from a normal party. It required a lot of organisation, ensuring the set up was conducive to achieving bimbo space, and most importantly, that everyone knew their roles. Jake was keen on roles. Charlie and Andrew were not normal dominants. What made them different was their love, and most importantly as far as Jake was concerned, their understanding, of bimbofication, and getting to the lesser known subspace known as bimbo space.

Tonight three women, Sarah, Rachael and Megan, would be encouraged to leave their everyday selves behind, as they took the role of their bimbo alter egos: Sisi, Rayzie and Mimi. Three sex hungry bimbos who would find themselves increasingly overtaken by helpless giggling, spilling into uncontrolled lust bordering on hysteria.

“Looking good,” said Rachael, stroking her hand over the crisp white shirt of her master. Read more »

(F) Not Sure if this is the right content for this sub. I just know it was hot to write and gets me hot to read

A note to you

I like to be teased and to tease. I love being horny and wanting a taste of you and then you not giving it to me right away. I like how you make me beg.

I love how you turn me aggressive but always remind me that I am not in charge. I love acting shy and being a good girl in front of others but, in front of you, I love being naughty.

I love how I’m you’re fuck toy and how you have my permission to use me whenever.

I love going to bed naked before you, because I hope my naked sleeping body somewhat arouses you enough to want me to wake back up. I wish that you would wake me up with your cock.

I love how passionate we are about loving each others bodies for how they are. Embracing every inch. Touching and licking every bit of me. The way you know where to put your fingers on my clit. How you can tell when I am cumming by the feel of my spasms. Read more »

[MF] How My Childhood Fantasy Came True This Summer

I’ve never been the type to overly express my feelings.

I always thought it was cringe-worthy, unless I was expressing anger.

It took me 18 years to stop lying to myself, believing the world was wrong

and unfair, and to finally realize it was me who wasn’t prepared to deal with

life in my childhood and teenage years – which was, I believe, partly caused by

my parents who themselves gave up on educating me about life early on.

Hell, they really did not invest time in me now when I roll back a few decades ago.

In fact, no one special really ever did, except two people – my grandmother, and Sonya.

I remember Sonya as far as when I was around five years old. At that time, which was around 2000,

she got married with Michael who lived in his parents’ house two houses away from mine,

and his parents, now deceased, were a filthy rich, elderly couple – a very sophisticated family indeed. Read more »