Author: Sodommelier

A deal at the Crossroads Part 1 [Exposition] [Planned: MF, Anal, Fantasy]

Disclaimer: This is just part one of a two-part story. Unless heavily protested this story will contain some mild coprophilia (dirty ass to mouth) in part two. If that grosses you out you may want to pass up this story. It’s mostly written already, but I still need to do a lot of editing.

 
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Lynette sighed, brushing her dusty hands against her jeans. It was the eighth night in a row she had gone down to the crossroads. The trip was becoming tiresome, and if it didn’t happen tonight she was ready to give up. She kicked at the mound of earth which she buried her ritual-box. Research differed on what exactly the box should contain, so she tried a bit of everything: A vial of tears, spit, and sweat. A photo of herself. Several obscure herbs and roots; a bit dried Valerian root, Aloe powder, dried Bloodroot, and then she covered it all in graveyard dirt and brick dust. She knelt down in the middle of the dirt road, and uttered a short prayer, “please come tonight…” she whispered into the dark. Read more »

“Just to be nice” [MF][oral][anal]

Full Disclosure: I initially wrote this in response to a prompt on r/DirtyWritingPrompts, but it didn’t get much feedback. So, posting it here for some Constructive Criticism. If this isn’t allowed I’ll remove the prompt.

 

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Ethan furiously tapped the F5 key, rattling his keyboard, before groaning with defeated frustration, “Does anything plan on working today?”

“I’m working today,” said a little voice from behind the wall of his cubicle.

Ethan nearly jumped from his chair. The office was so quiet he thought he’d been alone this whole time.

A cascade of dark brown hair followed by Valerie’s rounded face, with its high-cheek bones, and bright brown eyes popped around the wall of bland corporate-approved beige. Valerie worked in the same office, but she wasn’t in his section. She belonged to the Project Management Office. She was the authority; every button he clicked was approved and directed by some *quote* Administrator *unquote* from her part of the world at some point. Read more »

[META] Seeking recommendations

Maybe I just don’t know where to look, but I’m trying to find stories or maybe a series that involves anal maybe some free use, rough stuff, humiliation and some mild misogynistic overtones. I know that’s not eveyones’ cup of tea, and this request might get downvoted into oblivion, but I figured I’d throw it out there. I’m not into extreme violence, snuff or anything really dark. All characters should be of legal age. If I’m barking up the wrong tree please let me know, and thanks in advance.

A Girl with Peculiarities – Part Three [Fantasy] [Anal] [MF]

[A Girl with Peculiarities Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/cwd6sw/a_girl_with_peculiarities_part_two_fantasy_mf/)

**Disclaimer:** I’m not sure this if this is finished, and it could use some editing, but I’m looking for feedback. **Warning:** This story contains fantasy elements, anal, and dub-con.
 

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Mr. Foster answered, with a hoarse grumbling sound of affirmation, and then she felt the potent weight of his cock slap down between her ass cheeks. He stroked himself with her ass twice before reaching for shorts.

She let out a shocked little moan when she felt his fingers at her waistband. This was it she knew, in a few moments she would lose her virginity. His thighs remained pressed to hers, as he began pulling down her shorts. Inch by inch the cotton fabric was peeled away until the material was only just a puddle at her feet.

“…Oh, my… God…” Mr. Foster murmured, as the Amelia’s perfect ass came into full view.

His fingers hungrily bit deep into her succulent ass-meat drawing furrows into her creamy white skin, he pulled her ass open, her cheeks coming audibly unglued as if he had split open a massive peach with his bare hands. The edges of her puckered asshole opened, descending into a glossy pink crater, slightly agape and quivering like a tiny pussy slit with her full unbroken pussy lips just beneath it. Read more »

A Girl with Peculiarities – Part Two [Fantasy] [MF]

[A Girl with Peculiarities Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/cv3m4w/a_girl_with_peculiarities_part_one_fantasy_mf/)

**Disclaimer:** I’m not much of a writer, but I’m looking for feedback. Fantasy elements, anal (soon), and dub-con. This is sort of taking a while to build to the sex part. I’m sorry, I enjoy the build-up, but if that’s not your thing I understand.
 

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Mr. Foster’s brows furrowed, “I see,” he gestured to the vacant chair, “please, sit.” He clasped his hands together, interlocking his fingers and held them under his chin, “Now, tell me exactly what happened.”

Amelia took a seat in the leather chair across from him and did her best to recount her ordeal. Her nervousness made her fidgety, and her words came out in an excitable tremble. She wasn’t sure what possessed her but just she before she finished her story, she turned away from the Vice Principal and knelt in the chair, head swung back and with her ass raised high, presented him with nearly the same view her classmate could not resist. “…and, I-I was just like this when it happened.” Read more »

A Girl with Peculiarities – Part One [Fantasy] [MF]

**Disclaimer:** I’m not much of a writer, and I’m looking for feedback. **Warnings:** [This is just the opening to a longer story which will contain: fantasy elements, anal, and dub-con. If you’re not into those things I don’t recommend getting invested.](/spoiler)
 
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The sunlight coming through the blinds warmed Amelia’s face and she opened her eyes.

The morning was already stifling and approaching unbearably hot. She slowly pushed herself up from her bed, stretching her arms out before letting out a groan in frustration. Amelia slept naked more often than not, and her chronic fever left her sweaty and uncomfortable, “I shouldn’t have to wear any clothes…”

She had soaked through the sheets again. There was an especially dark saturated spot in the middle of her bed. All this week she had been *restless,* there had been a burning ache between her thighs, which built and built with no sign of quelling no matter often she tried to rub it away.

She crossed her legs, flexed her thighs, and let out another frustrated groan. A sense of dread had crept in. She hoped it wasn’t permanent. She had already been plagued with enough inexplicable oddities. Between her perpetual fever, hyper-metabolism, and something the doctors referred to as a *chambered lower gastrointestinal tract,* she couldn’t bear to add constantly horny to the list. Read more »