erotic

Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.

  • Leslie Beyan
    Published 2 years ago
    Feathers

    Feathers

    She has no concept of just how sexy she is to me or just how easy it is for her to turn me on. I don't ever have to work at being aroused, that craving can just rush at me out of nowhere. Bless her. Most of the time, when she says or does something that sends shivers through me, she's not intending to spark a sexual encounter. But, Oh My God, I can't help myself. She is just irresistible with every breath that she breathes.
  • Ray Dizzle
    Published 2 years ago
    My First Time

    My First Time

    Everyone I have talked to described their first time as a horrible experience.
  • Kiruina Rrrr
    Published 2 years ago
    Voyeur

    Voyeur

    I realize I’m not like the other women you usually go for. I’m far from the leggy blonde that I’ve seen you with and so far from the big-boobed woman that you called a cab for a few days ago.
  • Nicole H
    Published 2 years ago
    Her Part 2

    Her Part 2

    She didn't sleep well that night. She woke up feeling frustrated. The last thought she'd had before falling asleep was of Lisa's elegant fingers gently gliding down between the space between her breasts past her stomach. Her dreams were cloudy but she couldn't shake the feeling that they were of the raunchy variety, especially when she walked to the bathroom and felt a wetness between her thighs. She showered and checked her phone. Four texts awaited her from Lisa. Two from the night before, making sure she'd gotten home okay, and two from this morning. The first asked again if she was okay, the second offered coffee. As she was replying, a call from the woman herself came through.
  • Kiruina Rrrr
    Published 2 years ago
    Filthy

    Filthy

    His hand was playing... teasing, going up and down my stomach and right when it hit the outline of my breast, it stopped.
  • JLM fantasies
    Published 2 years ago
    The Plane Ride

    The Plane Ride

    I stand up and straighten my skirt, hoping my panties catch all of our juices as they run out of me. We walk hand in hand towards the gate. We decided last minute to upgrade so we could have a little more room and privacy on the plane. We sit in the first row of first class and draw the curtain, blocking the other passengers from view.
  • Meranda Watley
    Published 2 years ago
    The Married Woman

    The Married Woman

    She knew that as a married woman, having sex with someone other than her husband could be considered morally wrong. In her defense, her marriage had felt more like a chore than a marriage as of late. Her husband didn't notice her and certainly didn't appreciate her. There was no intimacy and what little sex they had was not about her pleasure. He had become a selfish lover and seemed not to care about her wants, needs, or desires. She met Luis during new employee orientation. She was taken aback by how tall he was, and hairy. He had a full beard and a bushy ponytail. There was something striking about him, his size was impressive, and his presence was commanding. She studied him, the way he walked, the way he talked with a slight accent, and the way he sat, wide-legged and spread eagle.
  • Sharlene Alba
    Published 2 years ago
    Love Shadows: Part 4

    Love Shadows: Part 4

    Mother's Day in St. Cloud was in full affect. And it just so happened to fall on a Saturday, when her son didn't have school to distract him. Lena usually let him plan the day, and it occasionally involved them having breakfast in bed, followed by an outdoor activity, ending with them watching their favorite movie, Godzilla, and pigging out on popcorn and candy.
  • Leslie Beyan
    Published 2 years ago
    Tentacles

    Tentacles

    I wanted her with every vibration in my being. She walked out onto the deck of the ship that day like a rose unfolding in the dawn of a spring morning. The closer she walked towards me the harder it became to breathe at a normal pace. It was irrational. At that point, I had known her touch before, I knew every curve and crevice. And yet, she was ever-changing into something more glorious than I had experienced the time before.
  • Meranda Watley
    Published 2 years ago
    Overdue for Service

    Overdue for Service

    Getting my oil changed is not what I would consider a good time. It's hot and dirty and I typically stand around trying to avoid the other customers. I figured going in ten minutes before closing would mean I would have less people to deal with, and I was right. I could tell he was annoyed when I came in, the annoying bell on the front door ringing.
  • M Taylor
    Published 2 years ago
    The Edge of Ecstasy

    The Edge of Ecstasy

    What started as gentle caressing has evolved into deep, passionate kissing. Our breathing and primal groaning dance together as our bodies grind against one another so desperately you would think our denim would start a friction fire. Your hands explore my body and I’m surprised by the feeling of them finding their way under my shirt. Not like a 7th grader groping but with the tender touch of a man who has earned his experience. A man who has learned the value of a woman putting her trust in him.
  • Mell Ritz
    Published 2 years ago
    Shy Encounter

    Shy Encounter

    Early evening on a Saturday night and there is a timid knock on the front door. It's the first time they will have met, although they have been talking for months and neither is sure exactly what to expect. He opens the door, she smiles shyly, still a little nervous, and he returns the smile confidently, reaching out to take her hand and gently pull her into the room. They make small talk as they walk in the house and towards the couch in the dimly lit living room. Music is softly playing in the background. He sits down, expecting her to sit next to him, but instead she walks up between his legs...