All I Want…

This poet is a Dutchman who describes himself as the “creative,” “silent type.” He says that “poems are like children who don’t want to go to bed, just wanna play all day.” His words will definitely move you.

Stepping on to the dais to make his Library debut, please welcome…

cornelisrage:

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all i want is to touch her soft skin
put my nose in her hair
and smell that intoxicating mixture
of her perfume and shampoo
kiss her gently
there where her shoulder and neck
move from one into the other
and whisper in her ear
all the dirty things she wants to hear

Confession

This writer’s tumblr is approaching its one-year anniversary. She says that everything she does is fueled with passion. That is very evident in her poetry and her tumblr.

Making her Library debut on the dais, please welcome…

my-words-drip-in-red:

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My body’s response
To the fantasies I have of you
Are becoming overwhelming,
So, I have to touch myself
And pretend it is you…
My lips are starting to bruise
Where I bite them,
To keep from screaming
Your name. 

CandyWinter

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CandyWinter

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Thank you for your exciting submission and your kind words! I look forward to reading your stories soon! Please let us know when you post them!

Don’t Forget the Whipped Cream

Our next writer’s tumblr is a place for her poetry, her selfies and a just a tiny dash of “Adventure Time.”

Making her way on to the dais for her Library debut, please welcome…

wednesdayshambles:

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butter me up, love
spread chocolate syrup
on my thighs
place cakes between my breasts
you haven’t tasted heaven yet
but you’re close

Summer

Our first piece this week comes from a gentleman whose lady friend is also a writer with her own tumblr. The gentleman describes his own tumblr as a place where they both can share their “thoughts, desires and lusts.”

Stepping on to the dais to make his Library debut, please welcome…

lustfulkitty:

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This week has been unbearably hot …. which isn’t so bad because it means Kitty wears less and less around the house, and only slightly more when she goes out.

I was working from home the other day as Kitty did our grocery shopping. Lost in the project I was working away on, I never heard her come in and up the stairs, but heard the bags hit the counter top.

"Hey!" I yelled out. "I’m trying to sleep here!"

“Not funny … It’s damn hot out!” She responded. I got up and walked over to where she was emptying the bags and sorting everything out on the counter. Even from behind she looked stunning. her yellow and white sundress hung off her body like a good essay …. long enough to cover what’s important but short enough to still be interesting. Her hair was braided down her back and I could see the sweat glistening off her shoulders. I walked up behind her, slipping my hands around her waist.

“Oh, now you come to see if I need help?” She asked with a playful chuckle.

“You know me, always here to help in any way I can.” With that, my lips tasted the salty sweat on the nape of her neck. She sighed deeply, but still pretended to be upset.

“Well now, I’m busy, so you’re just going to have to go back to work.”

“Lunch break.”

“Oh really? And what do you plan on eating?” My hand slipped down from her waist, along her body, down past the hem of her dress, then back up between her legs until I felt the moistness of her panties. Some of it was sweat, but most of it was from her anticipation of what she knew was coming. My fingers rubbed her clit through the thin fabric and she pushed herself into my hand.

“You,” I whispered before my tongue traced the curve of her neck up to her ear. Her body shook and I rubbed harder.

“Oh fuck baby” she sighed.

Through her panties I rubbed hard and harder and she pressed against me more and more. Her body slumped down on the counter and I could feel her shake with what would be the first of her many orgasms.

With my free hand, I pulled on her braid, arching her head back. My lips and tongue found her flesh again and I bombarded every inch from her shoulders to her hairline with lingering kisses. I held on to her braid as my nimble fingers found the edge of her panties, slid them to the side and felt her wetness. I slipped a finger inside her, but could feel how wet and ready she was, so slid a second in too. She gasped, one hand wrapped in her braid the other slipping in and out of her wet pussy,

Looking down I admired how amazing her ass looked. Her sundress was up over her hips and her thong was pushed to the side. I fingered her cunt harder and harder.

“Oh fuck baby… you’re gonna make me cum again…”

“Good… cum for me all over the fucking place…” I pulled my fingers out of her, curving them to get that last bit of sensation and as promised, she sprayed a stream of wetness all over the floor. He gasps were hard and strong. I pulled her braid harder and her her head came back more. “Now I want to taste.” I whispered in her ear.” Letting go of her braid, I lifted her to the counter, legs spread, and plunged my face deep into her.

As my tongue found her clit, I could hear her gasp. I licked her like a man on his last meal, first my tongue plunging into her, then my fingers. he hands spread her legs wide open.

Slipping slightly into reality for a second, she whispered, “I didn’t even put away the groceries…”

I lifted my head from my feasting and looked at what remained on the counter (even though by this point most of what she had bought was strewn all over the floor. I saw something and smiled wide. Standing up, she looked at me puzzled. I looked down at her, with her sundress up and her pussy on display to me, but those damn panties in the way. (Why does she even bother wearing them??) I looked to our right and found the solution. I chose the biggest knife in the block and without even touching her skin, used to the cut her now soaked panties off, returning the knife as they fell to the floor.

Turning back to what caught my attention in the first place, I grabbed the box of ice pops and pulled one out .. cherry I think. Kitty lay her head back, knowing what was coming, The wrapper hit the floor as the ice pop slid slowly inside her.

"Oh … my …. god …" was her response as I fucked her with this ice cold phallus. Her body shook as I slipped faster and faster in and out of her cunt. Suddenly I pulled it out, reached it to her lips and commanded her to taste herself. As her tongue licked it, my tongue plunged into her cherry flavored hole. I licked around, and she moaned as she tasted her pussy on the pop. I brought it back down and rubbed it over her clit, red juice running down her inner thighs which I licked up as they trickled over her ass. Somewhere in between she came again, her juices running over my hand.

A mischievous idea flew across my mind coupled with the notion that I needed more. I slipped the pop into her, as far as I could with the stick still exposed. I pulled her up off the counter and pushed her down the floor. She kept her legs closed, keeping the pop inside of her. My hard cock sprang from my jeans and landed in her waiting mouth. She swallowed my cock, no time for foreplay. Grabbing her braid, I pulled tight as I pumped my dick in and out of her mouth. Soon it was covered in her spit - exactly the way I like it.

Suddenly something caught my eye. I glanced through the patio doors on the edge of the kitchen area and I could see our newest neighbor on his deck. Without the shades drawn I knew he could see us, but me being me, I just wanted me make sure. Pulling Kitty up by her braid, I moved her closed to the doors. She moved slowly, the icepop still obviously inside her. I pulled the sundress up[ over her head and tossed it to the side. She stood there in her naked glory, legs together with the cherry juice of the pop running down her leg. Taking my cues, she was on all fours. I dropped my pants and licked the juice off her legs.

She squirted again as I pulled the decimated pop from her hot pussy. I ran the tip of my dick over her lips, feeling the cold. Plunging inside her was a feeling I can’t describe… a mix of hot and cold … but my dick loved it. I pumped my raging member in and out of her, grabbing her hips to hammer in every thrust. I looked over occasionally and our neighbor hadn’t moved… he was enjoying quite the show.

The unbelievable sensation, the fantastic feeling of Kitty’s body wrapped around my cock, as well as the thrill of our audience, pushed me to fuck her harder and harder. Her tits swayed with every thrust. I had a fleeting thought to play with her nipples, but I couldn’t tear myself away from thrusting in and out of her, my hands locked on her hips, slamming her body into mine.

Before too long, the sensation began building inside my balls, but I knew before I came there was one last thing to do. Without missing a beat, I pulled Kitty’s braid again. Once her ear was near mine, I whispered “Look darlin .. we have an audience.” She looked out the patio doors towards the neighbor who was by this time making no qualms that he was watching the show.

“Oh .. that’s the new guy … we haven’t met him yet.” she managed to let out.

With that, I pulled my swollen cock out of her amazing pussy and let a hard stream of hot cum fly all over her back and across her beautiful ass.

“Oh yes baby „, cover me…” she told me as I milked the last of my cum over her pretty little ass.

I collapsed in a sweaty mess, but Kitty sprang to her feet.

“Taking a shower?” I asked her.

“Nope. We’re going to the hot tub… he’s still watching isn’t he?”

And she smiled as she grabbed my hand. I guess I wasn’t getting that much work done today … and fuck the groceries…

Le Monde
Welcome to the latest edition of Erotic Storybook Saturday! The Library returns in full force today with five newcomers already queued up and prepared to make their triumphant Library debuts. There is plenty of time to join the fun. First familiarize yourself with the Library Rules, then drop a link to your post or your story, reading, poem, selfie or other in the Library Submit box. Your questions, feedback and recommendations are also always welcome in the Library Ask box.
Thank you for visiting our Library. Please enjoy your stay!

Le Monde

Welcome to the latest edition of Erotic Storybook Saturday! The Library returns in full force today with five newcomers already queued up and prepared to make their triumphant Library debuts. There is plenty of time to join the fun. First familiarize yourself with the Library Rules, then drop a link to your post or your story, reading, poem, selfie or other in the Library Submit box. Your questions, feedback and recommendations are also always welcome in the Library Ask box.

Thank you for visiting our Library. Please enjoy your stay!

(Source: yimmyayo, via eroticlightbox)

Penance
I&#8217;m sorry for the unexpected absence of yesterday&#8217;s Erotic Storybook Saturday. I have been traveling all weekend, and I couldn&#8217;t get a stable Internet connection. I promise to make up for it next week! In the meantime, I&#8217;ll be straightening out the Library and serving other penance.

Penance

I’m sorry for the unexpected absence of yesterday’s Erotic Storybook Saturday. I have been traveling all weekend, and I couldn’t get a stable Internet connection. I promise to make up for it next week! In the meantime, I’ll be straightening out the Library and serving other penance.

(Source: thebeautifulinflamed, via boopvv)

Our Adored Cuckcake
Up next, we have another exciting newcomer. Hers is a tumblr is full of original hardcore erotica centered around cuckqueaning, a &#8220;sexual fetish in which sexual gratification is gained from maintenance or observation of sexual relations by a man with a woman or a number of women besides his girlfriend, wife or long-term female sex partner (Wikipedia).&#8221;
Making her Library debut atop the dais, please welcome&#8230;
queancake:

I watched them get drunk together tonight. His ex was only in town for the weekend. I’ve always liked her, she’s smart, well mannered and sexy as hell. What can I say, he always had excellent taste in women. After a couple of playfights I saw the affection creeping back in to their physical contact. I pretended to be drowsy after too many beers and bong hits and fell silent as they continued their friendly repartee. I squinted at them and tried to follow their conversation, my husband laid his hand on her thigh and began stroking it gently as their conversation trailed off. I don’t think they even looked over at me before smashing into each other’s arms, kissing noisily and breathing heavily. My husband obviously wants me to watch this, he’s not even trying to be subtle. I prop my chin up and stare as they tear each other’s clothes off wordlessly and fall into a familiar rhythm. I pull out my camera and capture this moment as my husband sucks gently on her nipple and tries not to blow his load in her immediately. They continue making love in front of me wordlessly until he starts to cum, they clash their bodies together faster and more furiously, he’s determined to make her cum too and he knows exactly how to do it. He cums up inside her as she cums simultaneously clinging to his neck and shuddering, her hips still winding and grinding on his cock slowly. She whimpers in ecstasy as he gives an extra love thrust into her sensitive freshly cummed pussy. I smile because I love how that feels. They both sense me all of a sudden and break their reverie to look over and laugh, as if they have been caught doing something naughty but fun. I grin at them and go to make some strong hot ports as a nightcap. She follows me into the kitchen with a joint in her hand, she kisses me gently and lovingly and places the joint between my lips. Is it ok if I stay the night, I hate this city and I hate it more alone. I just need the company of the two nicest people I know here.I pull her petite body against mine, we’re the same size almost  I wouldn’t have you anywhere else, I reply, nuzzling her neck I want you in our bed.. She used to be my husband’s cuckquean, now she’s our adored cuckcake.

Our Adored Cuckcake

Up next, we have another exciting newcomer. Hers is a tumblr is full of original hardcore erotica centered around cuckqueaning, a “sexual fetish in which sexual gratification is gained from maintenance or observation of sexual relations by a man with a woman or a number of women besides his girlfriend, wife or long-term female sex partner (Wikipedia).”

Making her Library debut atop the dais, please welcome…

queancake:

I watched them get drunk together tonight. His ex was only in town for the weekend. I’ve always liked her, she’s smart, well mannered and sexy as hell. What can I say, he always had excellent taste in women. After a couple of playfights I saw the affection creeping back in to their physical contact. I pretended to be drowsy after too many beers and bong hits and fell silent as they continued their friendly repartee. I squinted at them and tried to follow their conversation, my husband laid his hand on her thigh and began stroking it gently as their conversation trailed off. I don’t think they even looked over at me before smashing into each other’s arms, kissing noisily and breathing heavily. My husband obviously wants me to watch this, he’s not even trying to be subtle. I prop my chin up and stare as they tear each other’s clothes off wordlessly and fall into a familiar rhythm. I pull out my camera and capture this moment as my husband sucks gently on her nipple and tries not to blow his load in her immediately. They continue making love in front of me wordlessly until he starts to cum, they clash their bodies together faster and more furiously, he’s determined to make her cum too and he knows exactly how to do it. He cums up inside her as she cums simultaneously clinging to his neck and shuddering, her hips still winding and grinding on his cock slowly. She whimpers in ecstasy as he gives an extra love thrust into her sensitive freshly cummed pussy. I smile because I love how that feels. They both sense me all of a sudden and break their reverie to look over and laugh, as if they have been caught doing something naughty but fun. I grin at them and go to make some strong hot ports as a nightcap. She follows me into the kitchen with a joint in her hand, she kisses me gently and lovingly and places the joint between my lips. Is it ok if I stay the night, I hate this city and I hate it more alone. I just need the company of the two nicest people I know here.I pull her petite body against mine, we’re the same size almost  I wouldn’t have you anywhere else, I reply, nuzzling her neck I want you in our bed.. She used to be my husband’s cuckquean, now she’s our adored cuckcake.

(Source: cucuyandbruja)

Just a Whisper in My Ear
The Library is excited to welcome a very promising newcomer next. He describes himself as an &#8220;analog man in a digital time&#8221; and &#8220;a romantic with a wandering eye.&#8221;
Stepping onto the dais to make his Library debut, please welcome&#8230;
raininjuarez:

The hem spoke first.
The hem of her skirt.
The hem of her short, flirty, feminine skirt
It spoke to me.
A literary device?  No.  It spoke to me.
I’d blame the drugs, if there had been any drugs, but there were no drugs to blame.  Just a whisper in my ear
Lift me.  it’s dark under here, but there is skin to touch. Warm and smooth and waiting to feel your grip
And so as she sat on my lap, my hand traveled up her thigh, under the hem — pulled the hem along as my hand rounded the perfect arc of her bottom
"They’ll see" she said.
"That’s fine" I said.
And then the bright white cotton of her tank had its say.
Bite me.
Bite me hard.
You can see them already, standing proud.  Stiff, imploring … they need to be bitten. 
And so as my hand slipped deeper along the bow of her bottom and traced the lace edge of her thong, my mouth dropped to her breast and snapped. Gaped-mouth snarls.  Raking and feasting.  
"They’ll see" she said.
"That’s fine" I said.
And then her panties spoke up.
You know, they said, we’re really not needed.  We don’t have to be here.  We belong  in your pocket
"They’ll see" she said.
"That’s fine" I said.
And so I slipped her panties down and off and into my pocket they went.
And unimpeded, my fingers did glide inside.
She folded inward and her breath rushed out.
"They’ll hear me" she moaned.
"That’s fine" I said.
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Just a Whisper in My Ear

The Library is excited to welcome a very promising newcomer next. He describes himself as an “analog man in a digital time” and “a romantic with a wandering eye.”

Stepping onto the dais to make his Library debut, please welcome…

raininjuarez:

The hem spoke first.

The hem of her skirt.

The hem of her short, flirty, feminine skirt

It spoke to me.

A literary device?  No.  It spoke to me.

I’d blame the drugs, if there had been any drugs, but there were no drugs to blame.  Just a whisper in my ear

Lift me.  it’s dark under here, but there is skin to touch. Warm and smooth and waiting to feel your grip

And so as she sat on my lap, my hand traveled up her thigh, under the hem — pulled the hem along as my hand rounded the perfect arc of her bottom

"They’ll see" she said.

"That’s fine" I said.

And then the bright white cotton of her tank had its say.

Bite me.

Bite me hard.

You can see them already, standing proud.  Stiff, imploring … they need to be bitten. 

And so as my hand slipped deeper along the bow of her bottom and traced the lace edge of her thong, my mouth dropped to her breast and snapped. Gaped-mouth snarls.  Raking and feasting.  

"They’ll see" she said.

"That’s fine" I said.

And then her panties spoke up.

You know, they said, we’re really not needed.  We don’t have to be here.  We belong  in your pocket

"They’ll see" she said.

"That’s fine" I said.

And so I slipped her panties down and off and into my pocket they went.

And unimpeded, my fingers did glide inside.

She folded inward and her breath rushed out.

"They’ll hear me" she moaned.

"That’s fine" I said.

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Interrogation

Last week, she closed the Storybook with her rousing Library debut. Today she shares her lovely (wow!) voice with a reading of one of her original works.

Taking the mic atop the Library dais, please welcome back…

kalyopestein:

A reading of “Interrogation”. NSFW and not for young ears. If you are offended by things of a sexual nature, please mosey along. Nothing to hear here. Apologies for the clicking. First time using Audacity.

Some rights reserved. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 License.

Models: Damian Lewis and Claire Danes

Photographer: Annie Liebovitz

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