Author: rainbowtouch

A Dungeon Where Anal Sex Is Encouraged (Fantasy, MonsterxHuman, Anal, Stomach Bulging)

(Story is a sequel to [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/bxr3sh/youd_be_done_with_this_dungeon_by_now_but_your/) Read it if you want. It’s not required)

“Why the hell won’t this thing die?!” Tank roared as he used his massive shield to protect himself from another brutal strike from the minotaur his group had encountered at the end of the dungeon they had spent the last few hours traversing.

Behind him, his wife, Mage, prepared another spell before casting a great ball of fire towards the beast’s chest. The dark boss room flared with bright, orange light which illuminated the magically sealed exit as well as the small mountain of treasure that the minotaur guarded.

The hulking beastman was almost eight feet tall and, while it wore no armor, it had easily shrugged off every bit of damage that the party had thrown at it. Mage had exhausted her most powerful spells while Hunter had loosed a volley of arrows, none of which had left any lasting impact on the monster’s thick hide. While Tank did his best to hold his position, Rogue held on to the minotaur’s horn and tried his best to avoid being thrown off its neck while repeatedly stabbing with one of his enchanted daggers. Read more »

You Make Me Ache [MF, Maledom, Orgasm Denial]

Last night was amazing but clearly you want more. I don’t even know what time it is but I can barely open my eyes; I doubt I even got more than a few hours of sleep.

You’re not a kind person. You know if you touch my waist and move your hands around to my midriff that I can’t resist you. I try, though. “I’m sleepy,” I grumble. Probably the worst excuse I could give because you don’t acknowledge what I said. In fact, it only seems to spur you on even more. Maybe I didn’t really say it and only dreamt I did. In any case, I can feel my shorts being tugged halfway down my waist and the very least I can do is make things difficult for you.

I groan and roll onto my stomach eventually, however. You always get your way. I keep my eyes closed and move my hands up to hug the pillow I’m laying my cheek against. I’m ashamed that you doing this is turning me on so much; feeling your weight as you straddle the back of my thighs and get in position is enough to get me wet again. My sex is still swollen and throbbing from the rutting you gave me before we went to sleep but I can’t help that I want to feel you deep inside me again. Read more »

Gentle Sax and Nonsense Words [MF]

There are thoughts that come to me only when it’s late at night and I should be asleep. The kind of things I think about when I’m laid next to someone else.

Tonight isn’t much different from any other tryst. My fingertips brush gently at the slender form pressed against my torso. She’s sleeping. To be expected, really. She was always the type to fall asleep unceremoniously. Inhale deeply; exhale slowly. Make sure not to wake her because she has a tendency to be grumpy. I smile. She is my princess. At least, she is for tonight.

I should be asleep. But the pattering of drizzle against the window keeps me up. I don’t know why. I don’t know why I’m looking for a reason. The truth is, I almost never sleep. Inhale deeply; exhale slowly. It’s safe to move now. I think. She won’t miss me or, at least, she’ll never admit to missing me. Come morning, she’ll pretend tonight never happened. That’s fine. There’s little difference between something kept private and something kept secret. We’ll each make of tonight what we will. I can’t change that.

I smile. Read more »

Daddy-in-Law [Mm, Oral, Cheating, Age Gap, Super Gay (realistically it’s only medium-moderately gay)]

When my wife and I first started dating she was upfront about the fact that her father and I probably wouldn’t get along. I was a quiet, sensitive, socially conscious man while her father, Roy, was, as she would put it, very old-school.

By the time we actually got married, Roy and I had settled into an uneasy truce where I wouldn’t try to change him from his ways and he would only playfully tease me about my lack of traditionally masculine characteristics.

After the wedding, I moved across the country with Jen, my wife, as she had gotten a promotion and her new salary would easily pay for our living expenses, even with me temporarily out of work. As the weeks and months passed by without me being able to find work, Jen and I decided things would be best if I took on the role of househusband.

While I was more than happy with the arrangement and loved supporting Jen as best as I could, Roy found our dynamic less than ideal. It was something he didn’t hesitate to let me know at every available opportunity. Things only got worse after he moved in with us. Read more »

New Lover, Same As The Old Lover [MF, DDLG, Spanking, Creampie]

I don’t know why I’m nervous. Someone like me doesn’t have the right to be nervous, especially since tonight I’ll be doing something I’ve done hundreds of times before.

My boyfriend isn’t normally the type I go for; he’s quiet, the type that thinks too much. He doesn’t say what’s on his mind too often and when he does, he usually tries to play it off as a joke. That being said, he does all the right things that a boyfriend ought to do. He’s supportive, and kind, and sweet. In fact, I didn’t think I could be as happy or as vulnerable with a man as I become when I’m with him.

It’s because he’s so nice that I’m pulling out all the stops tonight. I cleaned my apartment and put fresh sheets on the bed. I even cooked dinner and realized – perhaps a few years too late – that I should have paid attention to what my mother had been doing in the kitchen when I was a little girl. Read more »

Older Men Are My Weakness [Creampie][Age Gap][Mf]

I don’t even know this guy’s name. He’s a couple years older than me, about twice as much as he claimed. It’s okay, though. I can pretend I don’t notice and blame it on the alcohol. He drives a nice car, at least. He’s probably someone important like a lawyer, or fancy businessman. Well…I guess he could be a dentist going through a mid-life crisis, but that doesn’t matter to me.

All that matters is that he’s tall; he has broad shoulders and a wide chest; a bit chubby in the middle but he makes up for it with those cute-ass dimples of his. He speaks well – uses words I don’t really know – and I guess that turns me on too. There isn’t much time for speaking though.

His apartment is nice, but small. Definitely too small to earn him free sex but, since I’m already on my knees and everything, I might as well suck his cock. Read more »

Give me some input on a free use story.

So I’m a writer. I’ve written…things. I’m currently thinking about writing a short story about free use.

It’s a parody of those “born in another world” stories, you know the type, unless you don’t. They’re popular. In it, the main character finds themselves transported to another world where there’s fantasy, and adventure, and gratuitous acts of free use sex. It’ll be fun.

That being said, I have a few angles that I’m thinking of approaching this from:

The first features a female main character who will be placed in a party of powerful, legendary warriors. They’ll be men of different races, personalities, species – you get what I’m saying – and she finds herself subject to their sexual desires whenever they see fit.

The second features a male main character. He is transported to another world where he is reborn as a demon lord, an incubus to be precise, and has to use his lust-based powers to seduce many women on his quest anti-hero rapaciousness. Kind of cliche and a bit generic, but you can’t go wrong. Read more »

How to Fail Successfully

Blake’s toes curled as he groaned in pleasure; his wife, Miranda, gasped in response as she gyrated on top of him.

Blake and Miranda had been married for over fifteen years now, and Saturday night lovemaking had become one of their standard routines. Like him, Miranda was in her early forties and still fit for a woman her age. Despite being married to her for almost two decades, Blake still found his wife incredibly attractive with her wide hips; smooth, fair skin, and full breasts.

She placed her hands on his chest, pinning him to the mattress as she rode him hard. The sound of the bed creaking grew in Blake’s ears as she rolled her hips back and forth, keeping a steady rhythm until she collapsed on top of him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He took hold of her. Her body was soft and blazing hot in her aroused state. His fingers traced along her subtle curves until he slid his hands around her waist to her lower back, and then down to grab her ass. Read more »

Writer Looking for Commissions

Hi! I’m rainbow and I’ve been writing erotica on commission for a little while now. I’m open now for new stories going into next week and I’m always looking for people with kinks or fetishes that challenge my imagination.

You can check my post history for some examples of my work. If it’s to your liking, feel free to message me anytime to negotiate a little something-something.

I’m very open-minded and there’s practically nothing I won’t tackle. So don’t be shy about your out there fetish. I’ll write you something you can stroke to again and again!

Deflowering Olivia [MFf][Cheating]Creampie][Oral]

Craig arrived home after a particularly stressful day. His job wasn’t the most exciting, though it did pay well. He didn’t stand out at the office and, more often than not, chose to keep his head down. An early riser, he was the sort to get his work done early and beat the traffic on his evening commute. Getting home to spend time with his wife, Alison, and maybe have a beer or two while he watched television was what Craig considered an evening well spent.

Today was no different in that regard. Alison was in the kitchen preparing dinner and he greeted her as he usually did; hands on her hips, he kissed her shoulder and said, “Good afternoon.”

She let him kiss her but pulled away as he used his hands to draw her hips back into him. “Stop,” she said, though she maintained a playful demeanour which gave the impression that he should push further.

“Come on,” Craig laughed as he gently pressed her body against the edge of the counter. “Dinner can wait.”

“Uh, dinner can’t wait,” Alison replied. “I already have chicken in the oven.” Read more »