Special Delivery – part 1 [Bondage]

“You want me to do WHAT?!” Marc yelled. Sarah glanced round the corridor quickly, making sure nobody heard his outburst.

“Keep your voice down,” she hissed, “just think about it, ok?”. Marc nodded and headed off; Sarah watched him go, trying to decide if she’d pushed him a bit too far.

They’d both worked for the same delivery company for years, Sarah as a picker in the warehouse, Marc as a delivery driver. They’d become friends quickly and eventually had started a causal relationship.

When they first hooked up Sarah was shocked at how inexperienced Marc was; he’d only had 1 girlfriend and ever done missionary. She couldn’t believe it, he was drop dead gorgeous; 6’4”, towering over her tiny 5’2” stature, short stylish brown hair, just the right amount of facial hair that was well groomed and muscles that filled out the company polos in all the right ways.

While he might have been inexperienced, the biggest thing Marc had going for him was he had zero limits, he was totally up for anything. That suited Sarah just fine, she was sick of guys who claimed to be “kinky” but would baulk at whatever perverted idea she came up with next. Hopefully her latest idea hadn’t found his limit though.

[F]un on a [M]ountain [outdoor] [long]

I woke up all at once earlier than I usually do. I am on my side and M is curled around me, snuggling me in close. I lie there contentedly enjoying his body heat for a while before I dozing back off. I come to right around the time that he does, and he gives me a sleepy smile as the alarm starts going off. I hop out of bed to snooze it and immediately climb back in. Both of us have terrible vision, so mornings mean that without our respective contacts and glasses the world is blurry around the edges, and we can see each other’s faces but not much else. We share a couple of good morning kisses and some innocent snuggles. I wind up laying on top of him with my face in my favorite spot, the nook between his head and shoulder. He is gently rubbing my back and feeling my curves. I’m completely naked, he has only his boxer briefs on. I can feel myself getting wet as he is laying there stroking my back, and I can feel him getting harder underneath me. I plant a couple of soft kisses on his neck, right under his jaw line, and grind just a little on his hardening cock. Then a little more. He can feel what I’m doing and spends a minute enjoying it before he reminds me that we should get going for the day as we plan on hiking. I give him a non-committal mhhhhhmmmm and then the alarm goes off again and he rolls me over to get up and turn it off, leaving me in the bed wanting his cock.

Curious about how I did on this piece

So let me preface this by saying I do not typically write erotica but quarantine does stuff to a person. Any who I actually write fantasy and long story short I ended up in a writing mood today and instead of working on more pre writing for my fantasy novel, I got this idea for two of my story’s characters. Wrote it up, actually ended up really liking it but I have no real experience in this genre so I thought I’d seek the opinion of more knowledgeable individuals than myself; namely you fine people. But in all seriousness I wrote this for fun to see if I could and ended up liking it quite a lot and found myself feeling extremely curious as to how it measures up. So please if you would give it a read and any feedback would be greatly appreciated.

https://docs.google.com/file/d/1ol_hFZ_taHxAdzmR3S9jY8DapfNxMgxV/edit?usp=docslist_api&filetype=msword

Porn Premise

It’s a fucked up idea, but porn is fucked up so I think it will fit right in.

The basic premise is that the story is all real. The girl finds out her boyfriend is cheating on her and she wants revenge. It’s nothing new except I’d like to dig deeper. So I would ask the girl to basically survey her boyfriend about all his sexual fantasies in as much detail as possible. His favorite position, lingerie, perfume, and especially any kind of sex she never let him try out on her. Then I’d have her set up a date night with all this in mind. Except that instead of the cheating boyfriend coming home from work expecting this date night, he finds an empty apartment and a copy of this porn with all the said survey details in use.

The cheating boyfriend will not be featured or named at all, but the story will be detailed at the beginning of the video. And of course, I’d run this by an attorney and would follow their counsel. I think I definitely went too far in using the details, which I’d reign back on.

On the Train (Part 2)

A little fantasy, for part 1 go [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fu84bm/on_the_train_mf/).

It’s been a week since the rape and you can’t get it out of your head. You’ve been masturbating every day, sometimes even twice, trying to satiate your dark desires, reliving every memory, every touch; an orgasm so extreme you’ve never even come close to experiencing before. You have an amazing boyfriend and you two have had sex multiple times since the event but he couldn’t quite please you in the way you felt from the rape. Your thoughts wander mindlessly until you suddenly notice a man sit beside you on your train ride home. It’s late at night, 11PM. You had to stay late a school to finish some extra work and the train is almost deserted except for a couple of passengers in the front. You sat at the back, hoping for some quiet and down time. The man who sat beside you is easily twice your size, you never got a good look at your rapist but you definitely felt his body against yours and this man next to you seems eerily close in physique. You turn to the window, pretending to ignore the man but secretly you can’t help but wonder. You begin to notice a small tingling sensation down below as if in anticipation of something…

Human Anatomy and Sexuality Class – Week One [F][Exhib][Repost]

Part One – Introduction

It was my last semester of college, and damn was I ready to be done. Senioritis had set in years ago it felt, and at times I never thought I’d make it. One of my classes that semester was Human Anatomy and Sexuality, one that I had been purposefully putting off because I thought it was stupid that I, a Computer Science student, had to take it. Like most of mine these days, it was a night class as I had a full-time tech support job to support my wife and toddler. As I sat in the back row waiting for class the first night, I felt a backpack bump across the back of my head as someone walked by behind me. In annoyance I turned around, only to see the smiling face of Rachel, my wife’s little sister looking back at me. My annoyance instantly left, but I kept up the facade. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Need some feedback please

I’ve started a new short story and would appreciate a little feedback on the very beginning part. I haven’t written in quite a while but suddenly felt motivated to do so today. I will say that I’m not crazy about the character names but I can go back and change them later. Just…can someone tell me if this is a decent start in the right direction?

Thank you!

‘Just go out there’, she thought to herself. Here she was finally on a vacation, away from all the chaos back home, and she was too nervous to step out onto the beach. She was afraid to be seen. She spent so long deliberately covering her body and now she was standing in a bathing suit that showed way more of her figure than she was prepared to reveal. The suit hugged tightly around her waist and hips, accentuating the curvature of her bottom. She needed to learn to let go and enjoy her time there but with so many around her, was that even possible?

Christine’s First Time(s) – Part 6 [MF, Chubby, Non-Fiction]

My relationship with Christine was supposed to be all about control.

From the outset she made it clear she had no time for a “romantic” relationship, and no desire for the work that came with it. She wanted to be someone’s play thing.

We weren’t going to really be “friends with benefits”, or even friends really.

What we had was an arrangement, and that was more than okay by me.

*

A couple of weeks passed before I saw her again.

Last I saw her, she was literally sitting naked on the kitchen table, having just had what I think would have qualified as her first ever actual sexual experience with another person, and having just ate her first mouthful of cum.

I left her there and simply told her I’d “…had enough of her body for one day.” and that I’d “…be in touch when I needed another fix.”

I tried to walk a balance between control, and I felt like, letting her know she really was wanted. She probably didn’t want love, or maybe she was lying about that, but I thought she wanted and needed to feel desired and sexy. I guess anyone does. I did want to make sure she walked away from this knowing that she was those things at least to me.

A couple [MF] picked me [M] up at a party and I had my first threesome

This happened a good many years ago now. And this is my first post to this sub so I hope it fits.

I was at a party when I was at university, it was in a large house which was shared with 7 people who I knew well. I was only 20 when this happened and was fairly innocent I suppose. I had had a few GFs but no long term relationship. I am 5’10” tall with dark hair that back then I had shoulder length. I was slim almost skinny, I have a tattoo on my belly/chest of a tree that grows out from below my belt and spears out across my chest. I am a fairly average 6.5 inches and like most British guys uncut.

So the party was loud and packed with people, I had been dancing and had my t-shirt off. they even had a DJ rig in one corner too. I was in the kitchen getting some water and got chatting to this woman who I could see had eyed my ink, I was rolling so was totally not self-conscious like I would normally be. We were chatting about tattoos and she showed me a couple she had. She leaned towards me and said “i will show you more, but not here” i blushed I was being seriously flirted with.

Late nights with my sister [FM] [twincest] [porn] [handjobs] [cum] [infidelity] [cuss words]

It’s 1:03am. I guess some people might call that late, but it’s typical for me. It takes me this long to finish all my homework. Probably because I don’t start until after 10. But whatever, I’ll be fine tomorrow, I don’t need much sleep.

The last thing to do before sleep… I open up an incognito tab, find the right video, get some tissues ready, and sit the laptop on the bed beside me.

I’m starting to get really into it, watching this girl swallow this guy’s huge cock with the camera from his point-of-view, when my door opens and my twin sister, Dorothy, leans in, saying, “Hey, Colin, can you help me with… uh, my, uh…”

She trails off as I furiously try pulling the blankets up over my erection, closing the lid on the laptop, and scrambling for any plausible story to cover what was happening.

“Jesus, Colin, lock the door if you’re going to be doing that,” Dorothy says.

“It was locked!” I say, even though it clearly was not, I’m just desperate to say anything that might hide my embarrassment.

“What are you watching, anyway?”