The Writer's Loft

A collection of my erotic fiction. I'm always interested in new topics if you have something you'd like to read about.
6 days ago. Fri 10 Aug 2018 03:17:48 AM IDT

He shoved three fingers in her mouth as spittle dripped from the corners of her lips and trailed down her chin. She stood with her back against the wall and her legs spread. His other hand slipped between her thighs as he pressed his fingers between the folds of her sex and inside her dripping cunt.

“You’re enjoying this, my little slut. Aren’t you?” He hissed. His lips were poised just below her ear and she could feel his warm breath waft across her sensitive flesh.

She nodded because she could not speak and she closed her eyes to hide from his piercing gaze.

“Cum for me!” He he hissed again.

As if her body was no longer hers to control, her legs began to tremble as her pussy clenched his fingers now slipping in and out of her sex. He pulled his hand from her mouth as she cried out and her orgasm shook her core. His hand was drenched and he pulled his fingers from between her thighs and placed his sticky fingers in her mouth. With his other hand he slid them between her thighs and he whispered, “You’re going to cum for me again.”

1 week ago. Tue 07 Aug 2018 11:14:26 PM IDT

He lifted her chin and stared intently into her eyes. The tip of his finger trailed down, over her throat, and then between her breasts. Further down, his finger passed her naval until it slid between the lips of her swollen sex and the heel of his hand pressed against her clitoris.

He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. She stood with her back against the wall and her legs trembling. He promised he would not break their kiss until she came and he was a man of his word. 

1 week ago. Mon 06 Aug 2018 12:05:30 PM IDT

Tonight a fire rages within his soul. He does not speak. He does not scream; he only sits and stares. She watched from across the room as he stood. They both wore nothing and she instinctively dropped to her knees as he drew near. He ran his fingers through her hair and clutched his fist behind her head before he pulled it back so that their eyes met.

“I’m going to fuck you tonight.” He spoke with no emotion in his voice. He continued, “Tonight, you are not my lover, but you are my whore. You are an object; three holes for my cock and nothing more. Tonight, you serve at my pleasure. Do you understand?”

She nodded as she looked up at him and replied, “Yes, Sir.” She tried to calm the beating of her racing heart inside her chest. She rarely saw this side of him, and when she did, it both excited and frightened her.

“Take my cock in your mouth and suck until I tell you to stop.”

Dutifully, she opened her mouth as she leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock. The stinging slap across her cheek and his harsh words reduced her pride to nothing as he pulled her head back and spoke.

“I said suck, not kiss. Now try again.”

This time she lifted his semi-erect shaft and placed her lips around it at its base. She could feel its girth swell inside her mouth as she used her lips and tongue to coax life into his manhood. When he was fully erect she pulled back and then slid forward. As she repeated her motion, her crimson stained lips smeared the blood-red stain on his shaft and she felt his grip tighten in her hair. He slid her head back and forth until he settled into a steady but earnest rhythm. She worked diligently to breathe between strokes as tears from her watering eyes trailed down her cheeks. She knew that he was turned on by the sight of tears and as soon as he saw them, his thrusts became more forceful as the head of his cock repeatedly hit the back of her throat causing her to gag.

He pulled her head back and a string of spittle clung from her lips and chin and over to his cock before it dripped down onto her breasts. He used his finger to wipe her breast and then smeared it across her still-stinging cheek.

“On all fours!” he barked as she maneuvered into position. She lowered her head and lifted her ass for him to take, for she knew this position well.

He slid one finger inside her dripping sex and chided her for enjoying the rougher side of his desire. She blushed, though he could not see, and secretly, she wished he would bare this side of himself more often. He pulled his finger from his sex and pressed it against her ass. She winced as his finger penetrated her tight bud and slipped past the ring of her sphincter.

“Which shall I fuck first?” He asked. She said nothing, knowing the rhetorical nature of his question.

He pressed his cock against the entrance of her dripping sex and continued with steady pressure until his shaft was completely inside her. He then paused briefly for her to catch her breath. He watched and marveled as he pulled back and the lips of her sex stretched to accommodate his girth. He then pressed forward with a solid thrust and she cried out as he ran his hand up her spine and gripped her shoulder.

He said nothing as he fucked her with abandon. His carnal desire had been set free and he held nothing back. The sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the room and a guttural moan escaped her lips with each and every thrust. He felt her sex begin to tighten as her grunts turned to moans of pleasure. And before she was rewarded with an orgasm, he pulled out, leaving her only to gasp for breath.

The emptiness she now felt in her core seemed unbearable as her stolen orgasm quickly dissipated. But she didn’t have long to process the extent of her longing before she felt the cold lubricant gel being drizzled on her ass, and she knew the most painful part of her ordeal had yet come.

He slid the head of his cock back and forth against her ass sending electrical currents racing through her nervous system. She was quickly slipping into subspace as he pressed his well-lubricated thumb against her ass while coating his shaft with his free hand. With one hand on her ass, he spread her cheeks and pressed is cock into her. She pushed back as the searing pain of his invading cock registered in her brain.

He continued pressing forward and she coughed, causing her body to relax and accept his thick and throbbing cock. He took his time sliding forward; careful not to injure her, until at last, he was once again completely inside her.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir.” She replied. And with that, he once again held nothing back and he began to fuck her ass.

Thrust after thrust, he took her hard, as hard as he could, in fact. He was a demon possessed as he took his pleasure from the tightest orifice of her slender frame.  With his hands griping her hips, his fingers dug into her flesh and he threw his head back as he ravaged her. Tonight his lust was a wild stallion running free.

Her fleeting orgasm from before soon began to build once again. She warned him that she was about to cum and his hand fell heavy against her ass as she cried out and her thighs shook. Her orgasm was intense and he could feel her body milking his throbbing cock. He continued his pace, never slowing down, until he could hold back no more. With one final thrust he buried his cock deep inside her and he too cried out as his seed flooded her bowels.

They both collapsed on the floor, covered in sweat and lust. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the floor beside her head as he laid, with his full weight, on top of her until their heart rates returned to normal.

His cock slowly returned to its flaccid state, and slipped from inside her. He then rolled off of her as his cum dripped down her thigh. He reached for her and pulled her to him, kissing her deeply and holding her head against his chest. As they basked in the afterglow of their orgasmic bliss, slowly stroked her hair. The clock on wall struck 11:00 o’clock and he released her from his grasp. She stretched her legs and slowly sat up as he followed suit and they both got to their feet.

“Go start the shower,” he said. “ I’m going to straighten things up in here and I will join you in a moment.”

His

2 weeks ago. Wed 01 Aug 2018 08:47:21 AM IDT

She trembled as she stood before him, completely naked. He drew his hand across her cheek, the back of his hand then grazed her neck. He circled her, stopping behind her. He leaned down and kissed her shoulder before sliding his hands down her arms. He placed his hands firmly on her hips and squeezed firmly.

He inhaled the scent of her freshly washed hair and wrapped his arms around her torso before sliding his hands up her body and over her breasts. He cupped them and squeezed her nipples gently as she rested her head back against his chest.

He drew his hand up to her neck and clutched it firmly, tilting her head back as he kissed her. Her lips were soft and warm. Her tongue tasted of mint and he devoured her hungrily. She cooed softly as he took his time enjoying the pleasures of her body.

He broke their kiss and bent her forward over the bed. He grabbed her wrists and held them at the small of her back. His fingers slipped between her thighs and he felt her arousal as she spread her feet on the floor allowing his exploration of her sex.

She closed her eyes when she felt the head of his cock slide back and forth between her lips. Her arousal coated his cock and she gasped as he slowly eased into her. Her body began to respond to his his thrusts and she pushed back against him, their bodies soon found a steady rhythm.

With one hand on her hip and another on wrapped in her hair, he allowed his pent up sexual desire to run free. Thrust after thrust, he pushed her closer to the edge. Her body began to quiver as she felt the familiar sensation of the beginnings of an orgasm.

His thrusts became more forceful and more rapid as he felt her sex clench his cock as he took her from behind. He then felt his impending orgasm swell within his core and with one final thrust, he buried his cock deep inside her. As his seed filled her womb, her body shook and she rode the waves of the orgasm coursing through her body. He released his grip on her hair before he leaned down and kissed her shoulder. She smiled, closed her eyes, and relished the sensation of his weight on top of her. She was his; his to use, his to love, his to cherish. She wanted nothing more.

3 weeks ago. Sat 21 Jul 2018 10:22:43 AM IDT

You weren’t supposed break my heart. I was the one that should have walked away, but you denied me my right. You weren’t supposed to mean anything, and yet you meant everything, until...

I don’t know where to go from here, or how to move on. Ours was a good thing and life was beautiful. And now it’s cold. Dark. Hollow.

The heart is the only vessel that can break but still go forth. Sometimes, I wonder if the pain of your absence is greater than the pain of your presence. Alas, some things shall never be revealed.

In my hands, I hold a bleeding, broken piece of myself; a gift for you with all its imperfections and scars left by lovers past, and emptiness... in the space reserved for you that you once filled, forever it is yours.

It is all that is left of myself. Broken and incomplete. I beg of you to return and claim your right, or press this sword through the center of my breast and this heart will beat no more. For I cannot live like this; broken, scarred, and incomplete... the mere shell of the man who once stood tall before you as your guardian and your king.

1 month ago. Tue 10 Jul 2018 10:06:38 AM IDT

He fastened the cuffs to both her wrists before he removed the plant that hung from the ceiling and set it in the corner. With two half-hitches, he secured the rope that held the plant to the D-ring on each cuff, thus, hoisting her arms above her head.

He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down over her hips and helped her step out of them. He then took the blade of his knife and made quick work of the buttons on her blouse that held it in place. As the buttons fell to the floor and rolled across the room, he looked her up and down and placed the razor sharp blade under her brassiere, between her breasts. With a flick of his wrist, the lace that held her breasts in place, gave way and they sprang free. He then sheathed his knife for the time being.

She gasped when she felt the weight of her breasts settle as gravity took its effect. He stood before her, placing his palms on her breasts and kneading the soft flesh between his fingers. He then leaned down and kissed her hungrily placing one hand on the side of her neck, holding her head steady. He bit her bottom lip and pulled away, gently tugging before letting go. He then felt her heartbeat quicken as he nibbled on the lobe of her ear.

“Fuck...” she gasped when his warm breath wafted across her ear. Her body was now betraying her resolve and she felt herself become damp between her thighs. “How could he have this much control over me so quickly?” she asked herself.

“What was that?” he asked, looking down at her.

“Apologies,” She blushed. “You’ve made me quiet wet,” she confessed.

He slipped his hand between her thighs and under her satin panties. He confirmed her confession and let his fingers linger as he pleasured her and tested her resolve. Her knees became weak the more he teased her and she pulled against the ropes that held her hands above her head. He then pulled his hand from between her legs and brought his fingers to his lips to taste her arousal.

With their eyes locked on each other’s, he pulled his fingers from his mouth and pressed them between her lips. She offered no resistance as he forced his fingers into her mouth and over her tongue, towards the back of her throat. She gagged when she felt his fingers at the back of her throat and tears welled in her eyes as she struggled to breathe. “Why do guys get off on making women taste themselves?” She thought. And then it hit her... Control.

He worked his fingers back and forth across her tongue and she closed her eyes imagining him with his cock in her mouth. She then felt his teeth sink into her left nipple and she briefly cried out as he began to suckle. He held her nipple between his teeth and lavished it with his tongue. She fought the urge to pull away as her mind was flooded with and incredible endorphin rush. As last he let go of her nipple and pressed her back against the wall. He kissed her hungrily and she melted into his kiss. He caressed her body and memorized the curves of her feminine frame as he took his time and savored the taste of her lips.

“Are you ready?” he asked as he pulled away and stepped in front of his dresser. He picked up the lit candle and a bowl and stood before her again. The first drops of wax fell on the top of her breast and dripped down to her nipple, which still tingled from his teeth. He then selected a cube of ice from the bowl and placed it over the cooling wax as she gasped and bit her bottom lip. When she regained her composure he traced the line of her jaw, down her neck and over her shoulder with the cube of ice before his lips trailed closely behind. He then set the bowl and candle down and took her face in his hands, kissing her again.

When at last he pulled away, he looked her deep in the eye. She looked up at him as the room began to spin... this was subspace and she was slipping quickly away. She struggled to comprehend the words as he spoke but all she heard was, “Fire... or ice. Name your poison, my sweet.”

1 month ago. Sun 08 Jul 2018 07:14:18 AM IDT

She knelt beside his desk as he worked diligently to meet his deadline. The steady beat of his fingers on the keyboard made a sort of melodious rhythm as she closed her eyes and rested her head on his leg. He gently rested his elbow on the side of her arm and paused to take a sip of his drink. He tucked an errant strand of hair behind her ear and brushed his thumb across her lips. She kissed his thumb and smiled.

He continued his typing and soon he finished his work. As he began to proofread the page, he dropped his hand and placed it on her arm again. He then slowly worked his hand down the front of her shirt until his fingers felt the tip of her excited nipple and he rubbed it gently. A sigh escaped her lips as he teased her sensitive flesh. He pinched her lightly and slowly rolled her nipple back and forth between his thumb and index finger causing her to shift her weight from one knee to the other. He continued to split his attention between editing his work and teasing her breast.

Between each paragraph, he would slide his hand to her other breast and continue his playful teasing. She reached up slowly and stroked his arm as he finished his work and closed his laptop for the night.

“Stand up,” he said, and she did as she was asked.

He turned his chair to face her and placed his hands on her hips. He pulled her body closer to him so that her knees now rested against the front of his chair. He leaned forward and kissed her navel, then slowly downwards towards her sex. He sensed her arousal as his lips brushed against the soft, but neatly trimmed, tuft of hair between her legs.

“Spread your legs,” he said.

He then moved his hand down between her legs and brushed his thumb between her lips. She cooed softly as her arousal now coated his thumb. He guided her so that she rested against his desk and told her to sit. He then lowered his face and kissed her thigh before working his way to her sex.

He spread her lips and slowly traced their length with his tongue; her arousal grew more intense. He teased her clitoris with his thumb and nibbled and suckled on her lips as her sounds of pleasure now filled the room. She lowered her hands and ran her fingers through his hair, holding him close. He continued to worship her and time stood still as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge of release.

As her breathing became more urgent, he pulled away and stood, pushing his chair back. He reached down and freed his throbbing cock before he leaned down and kissed her passionately. He reached between them and held the tip of his cock against the opening of her sex and slowly eased forward as her body acquiesced to his invading girth.

Once he was completely inside her, he pulled back and began to slowly thrust inside her as he gazed deep into her eyes. He wove his fingers through her hair and held her head back and kissed her again. With his free hand, he gripped her throat and gently began to squeeze. She loved this moment, his complete control over her body as she denied him nothing.

Their union, though brief, was intense nonetheless. As he cried out and filled her womb with his seed, she felt her own orgasm swell inside her core. He continued his thrusts as his lips hungrily devoured her mouth and soon, she too found herself in the throws of intense pleasure.

With his throbbing cock still dripping inside her, he leaned her back on his desk and lowered himself over her so that their chests were pressed together. He kissed her softly as their racing hearts slowed and their breathing returned to normal. He then felt his cock slip from her sex and he kissed his way down her glistening body. Sitting in his overstuffed leather chair he used his hands to spread her thighs and lowered his face into her sex as he savored the taste of their union.

1 month ago. Tue 26 Jun 2018 09:47:22 PM IDT

His hand fell heavy on the cheek of her ass and the sound of flesh striking flesh filled the room. He sat in his leather executive chair and she lay across his lap. Her clothes were piled in a heap beside his desk, save for her panties which were rolled down around her knees.

She was flushed. Her arousal was evident when his fingers explored her sex. When his hand moved she bit her lip, anticipating the next blow to her other cheek.

She enjoyed this game of cat and mouse. A little discomfort was a small price to pay for the pleasure of his fingers inside her. She wanted more, of course. But she knew better than to ask.

Minutes passed and soon her cheeks began to glow a warm shade of pink. She felt numb, but alive. There was an energy that coursed through her body as his fingers slipped in and out of her sex while his thumb stimulated her clit.

Her breathing became quick and heavy. She was getting close. She closed her eyes, trying to focus, but soon, the sensation of his touch was too much. Panting, she begged him for release. He placed his hand around her throat and held her down while his relentless stroking pushed her to the edge.

2 months ago. Wed 13 Jun 2018 10:32:17 PM IDT

She knelt before him, her eyes cast downward. She wore nothing but her collar, his sign of devotion to her and hers to him. He reached down and caressed her cheek before applying padded clamps to each of her nipples. He then tightened them just enough to remind her of their presence. Her hair, recently brushed, fell about her shoulders, shielding her face from his gaze.

He stood and removed his shirt, then his pants and boxers. He now stood naked before her. Again he reached down and caressed her cheek before lifting her chin and brushing the hair from her face so that their eyes met. He was hungry for her desire to please and she craved the taste of his lust.

He ran his fingers through her hair, pulling it back and away from her face. She looked up at him expectantly, waiting for permission to take him in her mouth. Her hands rested on her thighs and when he spoke, she quickly moved them to the small of her back.

With slight pressure on the back of her head, she leaned forward at his urging and parted her lips. She wetted them with her tongue before softly kissing the tip of his shaft. She closed her eyes as he continued pulling her to him until she felt him slide past her lips. She bathed the underside of his shaft with her tongue, licking and teasing as it became erect inside her mouth.

He pressed his hips forward until his cock was completely inside her willing mouth. Her lips brushed the base of his shaft and she opened the back of her throat to prevent herself from gagging. He held her there, savoring the moment of her submissiveness and the sensation of her warmth about his flesh. And without warning he pulled back and slowly pressed forward again.

In the moments that past she relaxed enough to match the rhythm of his thrusts. Having taken him many times before, she knew his favorite desires. His girth was wide and each thrust met with a hint of pain at the back of her throat. But soon, she acquiesced to his desire and easily accommodated his repeated motion.

He took his pleasure from her mouth and with each thrust his desire grew louder. She felt him swell within his mouth and pressed her lips tightly together, preparing to receive his seed. He quickened his pace as his orgasm built and when he cried out, he pulled her against him once again.

With the tip of his cock lodged against the back of her throat, he unleashed his desire as his seed slid down her throat into her belly. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she held her breath waiting for his orgasm to subside. When at last, the final drop of seed found its way into her belly, he released his hold on her and pulled back allowing her to breathe. 

Using his thumb he wiped her eyes and smiled as he helped her to her feet. He placed his hand under her chin and kissed her hungrily conveying his appreciation for her gift.

“Thank you, Master,” she said when at last, he broke their kiss.

“Thank you, my princess,” he replied before taking her in his arms and kissing her again.

2 months ago. Tue 12 Jun 2018 10:45:41 PM IDT

He removed her dress and laid her on the bed. Kneeling at the edge, he held her foot and kissed her ankle. He slid his hand up her leg and over her calf, past her knee, and across her thigh. His lips trailed slowly behind. He was in no rush as he took her other foot in his hand and repeated his act of worship. Periodically, he would look down to measure the bliss that graced her lips.

He noticed her excited nipples protrude against the sheer lace of her brassiere. He fought the urge to lower himself upon her and suckle at her breast. He slid his fingers under the hem of her matching lace panties and she lifted her hips as he slowly slid them down her legs before tossing them aside.

He leaned down and kissed her navel. She held her breath and her tummy became taught as the stubble of his chin scratched her sensitive flesh. She reached down and ran her fingers through his hair as he kissed his way to the cleft between her legs. Her skin was smooth as silk as his lips and tongue lingered above her sex. He never understood her desire to feel the pain of the Brazilian wax, but he was forever grateful for the after-effects.

He spread her lips with his fingers and softly kissed her clitoris. She arched her back and clenched her hands in his hair. She pulled him against her flesh as he took his time worshiping her sex and savoring the taste of her arousal. She was in heaven and prayed for rapture as he slid two fingers inside her. He pressed upwards against the underside of her clitoris and slowly massaged the most sensitive part of her being.

Her breathing quickened as he slid his fingers back and forth, filling her completely. Images of him taking her from behind flooded her memory as he continued his delicious assault on her sex. He slipped his tongue between his fingers and teased the edge of her lips and she gasped as she felt the familiar tingling build within her loins.

“I’m going to cum,” she panted between breaths.

He looked up at her and watched as she bit her lip and tightened her grip in his hair. She pressed her thighs together, trapping his head in place, as she bucked her hips when the first wave of pleasure flooded his lips and tongue. He continued to suckle, lick, and tease as she rode the waves of bliss until she pulled him away as a result of over-stimulation.

Pinning her wrists to the bed, he kissed his way slowly up her body until he reached her mouth and devoured her lips in a hungry kiss. She cooed softly as she tasted the remnants of her orgasm on his lips and chin and savored the moment. He reached between their bodies and held the tip of his shaft to the entrance to her sex. As he slowly eased into her she wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him close as he slid deep inside her. This was the moment she had been anticipating all day and in the moment, she found her true desire.