Author: zombies_never_saydie

The Elven Queen Falls to the Invading Orcs [M/F/M, Magic, Elf/Orcs, Noncon, Oral, Rough, Spit-Roasting, Degradation]

*Please bear in mind that this is a rough noncon scene. You shouldn’t proceed further if such scenes cause you discomfort. In that case, I have a variety of consensual stories on my profile that you may enjoy instead.*

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It wasn’t meant to be this way. Nearly three centuries of prosperity burning in the late afternoon sun. But so it was—how often the third generation grew complacent, leading her familial legacy to abject failure. And Melian was that—the granddaughter of the legendary Elven Empress Aliyora. It was she who had built the Elven Kingdom into the thing of legends. That wicked empress ruled with an iron fist and a poisonous kiss, luring many a simple-minded man to his demise.

And now…now Aliyora’s granddaughter glanced up at her portrait—positioned in the center of a trio of like portraits that hung above the Throne of Thorns. The Elven Queen squeezed her eyes tight—the brilliant blue of an unimpeded spring suddenly burning red—and turned to her advisor. “Report, Reginald.”

The elf was lanky and tall in his gold-fringed royal uniform, “The outer wall has fallen, the inner wall breached. There are so many, my Highness. I’m afraid…I’m afraid our intelligence was mistaken.” Read more »

Teaching My Best Friend How to Give Head, Pt. 2: Going Deep [M/F, Soft Dom, Dirty Talk, Praise, Wholesome Facefucking, Fingering, Throatpie]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wesi8n/teaching_my_best_friend_how_to_give_head_25m24f/)

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If I was worried about my friendship with Ella being affected by the whole blowjob incident, well, it was. Not in a bad way, though. We still hung around watching stupid horror movies together (we even polished off the *Splatterzone* series with the horrific remake that follows a groups of influencers), drank a little too much at our favorite neighborhood bar, and made stupid amounts of pancakes when we were hungover. The only thing that was different is that *most* of our activities eventually involved Ella wiggling her way between my legs and putting my dick in her mouth. I couldn’t complain.

About a week and seven more blowjobs after our first time, Ella confronted me about something over coffee at the Cozy Cup Cafe.

Her wavy, golden hair was pulled into a ponytail that fell to her shoulders. As she often did in the Summer, she wore a simple black ribbed tank top with a pair of faded denim shorts. She smirked at me over her cold brew, “You know, Jay, you said that you liked it *rough*, right?”

“Huh?” I was spacing off, my fingers drawing elaborate patterns along my dark wash jeans. I lowered my voice, “Oh. You mean, uh, sex?” Read more »

Teaching My Best Friend How to Give Head [M/F, Oral, Dirty Talk, Instruction, Facial]

“Wait, you’ve seriously never given a blowjob? But you aren’t a virgin, right?” I raised my eyebrow at Ella, who was seated on the other side of the couch, her wavy, golden brown hair tied up in a loose knot upon her head.

She blushed, speaking quietly while *Splatterzone Part 4: The Final Beginning* blared in the background, “No, I’m not.” The rosy color of her cheeks deepened as she squeezed her thighs together. “But I’ve only been with Ted. And you remember how, uh, *religious* he was. He said oral sex was how the devil got to you or something…” She trailed off, her attention diverted to another gory kill scene in the ridiculous horror movie we were barely watching.

Ella had been my best friend through college and now here, in our mid-twenties, I couldn’t believe what she was telling me. Of course, she had been with Ted for years, so that seemed to explain it, but I couldn’t conceal my surprise. “Huh.” I managed as I clicked the volume down a few notches. “And so…what? Now you’re too embarrassed to try?” Read more »

When Two Students Fail Their Group Project, There’s Only One Way to Earn Extra Credit From Their Professor [M/F/F, Sloppy Oral, Creampie, Dirty Talk]

*If you enjoy this tale, you can find more of Aly and Olivia’s smut-filled adventures (and many other stories) on my profile.*

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“Olivia and Aly, I need to talk to you.” The two girls glanced at each other uneasily as their classmates filtered towards the quad. They submitted their group assignment for my American Literature class a few days ago and it was so shoddily put together that I was near to failing both of them. As usual, Aly had her auburn hair in a high ponytail, held in place by a bright pink scrunchie. She was wearing a small, cropped white t-shirt that showed off her flat stomach. A pair of tight jean shorts completed the ensemble–mostly inappropriate for class.

Olivia was slightly more conservative in dress. She wore her own light brown hair in pigtail buns with a few loose strands flowing along her tanned cheeks. She was barely 5’ and stood a few inches below Aly. She was a bit slimmer too, with a much smaller chest and a narrower waist. She made up for it with her backside, though, which stood out prominently in her yoga shorts. Her outfit was completed by a red t-shirt that made her look like she was about to go to volleyball practice. They were both on the university’s team. Read more »

Rin: The Accidental Slut, Pt. 2 [M/F, Spanking, Creampie, Cowgirl, Size Difference]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vj5asj/rin_the_accidental_slut_mfm_cunnilingus_blowjob/)

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“Sure, I’ll ride your dick.” Rin was leaning against the video store’s counter, her tight black polo riding up over her hips as she watched Summer Camp Slaughterfest Part VI on the TV. What a dumb job. No one rented movies anymore. She was pretty sure the owner only kept this place open to launder money.

Cliff–the other clerk that day–reacted in surprise, “Wait, what?”

Rin sighed, placing her head against the peeling blue countertop. Her straight black hair was in a high ponytail today, tied off with an Evil Dead scrunchie. Hadn’t he been the one to propose the whole thing? She was just standing there, eyes nearly glazed over with boredom (and a little bit of a high) when he told her, “Hey Rin, my friend sent me this filthy pic of you. If you don’t want me to send it around you’ll have to do what I say.”

What a weird way to flirt. Cliff was dumb. And awkward. But he was cute. Anyway, what did Rin care about some picture? There were *tons* of photos of her floating around on the Internet. Practically every guy she fucked asked to take a photo of her after they shot their load across her forehead, or in her tiny pussy, or across her spine. “Go for it,” she always said. Read more »

Rin: The Accidental Slut [M/F/M, Cunnilingus, Blowjob, Threesome, Creampie, Throatpie, Risky Sex]

She wasn’t quite sure how she ended up in this *predicament*. Just an hour ago she was riding the subway, zoning out to a lofi playlist while she awaited her stop. *Now* she was sandwiched between two men, with names and faces she could barely recall.

One–the taller one with the big dick–was currently mid-shaft down her throat. He wove his fingers through her soft, black hair, holding her head like a basketball as he pummeled the back of her throat.

*GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK*

Rin always made great sounds when she was getting throatfucked. She looked up at him, her dark eyes trying to recall *how* precisely she’d ended up sucking his cock. But she was quickly distracted by the other man, who was lapping hungrily at her throbbing clit. She shuddered and moaned. *Tried* to moan anyway and would have been much louder if her uvula weren’t getting bounced around like a punching bag by Big Dick’s thick-rimmed cockhead.

The other man–the one between her legs–she remembered having a more average sized prick. And, oh, actually, that was because she was stroking it right then. So *that’s* what her hand’s been up to this whole time. Read more »

The Elven Cleric’s First Quest Doesn’t Go As Planned, Pt. 2 [M/F, D/s, Dubcon, Size Difference, Rough Sex, Wet Tunic Contest]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/v3iqeo/the_elven_clerics_first_quest_doesnt_go_as/)

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When Mildes returned from handing in her quest, Ragnar was waiting patiently for her. The mage who had given them a ride was already gone. The barbarian smiled when his elven companion emerged, his hand quickly grabbing hold of her plump rear. “So, give me my half of the gold and we’ll find a new quest. Sound good?”

Mildes took out the satchel of gold the guard had given her–but only after wriggling his nose at the dried cum on her otherwise perfect skin–and took out several coins. “Here, fifty for me and fifty for you.”

“Thanks, darling.” Ragnar held each coin up to the setting sun, as if inspecting its purity, before shoving them in his pocket. “Alright, well, before we grab another quest, I need a beer.”

The elf stammered, unsure if she wanted to partake in such a sordid ritual, “I’m really not the drinking type…”

“Nonsense! Everyone’s the drinking type.” Ragnar grabbed her hand and pulled her into a nearby tavern called the Rusty Crow. There was a bustling crowd inside—many patrons were already well on their way to being fully intoxicated, even though the sun had yet to set. Clearly, there weren’t a lot of other attractions in the small village of Hill Hollow. Read more »

How to Train a Yoga Slut, Pt. 3 [M/F, D/s, Hypnosis, Spanking, Orgasm Control]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/ucj4xi/how_to_train_a_yoga_slut_mf_hypnosis_outercourse/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/urvihs/how_to_train_a_yoga_slut_pt_2_mf_hypnosis_tight/)

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After a few more sessions, Amy was finally getting to a place I was happy with. She’d taken quite swiftly to her lessons, but it was time to test her obedience.

She arrived late afternoon, looking just as radiant as ever. This time she wore a bright pink sports bra that left her flat midriff exposed and a matching pair of skin-tight yoga shorts. They looked to be a size too small for her–an intentional choice I’m sure–so that the bottom hems barely cleared her wonderfully plump and firm backside. She was already struggling with them when she approached me, fruitlessly pulling the stretching material down. This did little to conceal the clear outline of her thong and the rounded outline of her labia.

I smiled at her as I led her to the back studio–my all black dress an obvious contrast to her bright, girly affair. “Ready for something a little more intense today?”

“Of course! Push me *hard*.” She bit her lip with that last word and leaned forward just enough to push her deep, tanned cleavage towards me. Read more »

A Nobody Blackmails a Superheroine [M/F, D/s, Facefucking, Blackmail, Rough]

Grant grasped his co-worker, Molly, by the shoulder. “Hey, can I talk to you in my office quick?”

She reacted in surprise. She didn’t work directly with Grant and rarely had conversations with him. “Oh, um, sure. I’m free right now.”

Her black high-heels clicked down the tiled hall as she followed him to his corner office. Once inside, she waited near the entrance, unsure of what to expect.

He motioned towards the chair in front of his desk, “Please, sit down.”

Molly’s high blonde ponytail bounced back and forth as she sat down. She smoothed out her black pencil skirt and looked at the tall man expectantly. “So…what did you want to talk about?”

Grant rubbed his five o’clock shadow, which only served to emphasize his strong jawline. He was a handsome man, with dark features and the sort of mid-length, shaggy hair that curled just right above her eyebrows. But Molly had never paid much attention to him–they worked in different departments. Plus, given her *afterhours* work, it was better if she was careful about who she got close to. Read more »

The Elven Cleric’s First Quest Doesn’t Go as Planned [M/F, D/s, Size Difference, Facefucking]

Mildes was a new adventurer, an elven cleric setting out on her first real quest. Despite her relative inexperience, she had trained long and hard under her elven godmother, Etheria. Mildes was well-equipped in both offensive and defensive magic, wielding a long staff carved from Elven oak and topped with a large emerald that glowed in accordance with her power.

She stood in the center of Hill Hollow, before the bounty board, considering what quest she might take on. Her wide, blue eyes fixated on the simpler tasks, which would serve as a quick way for her to ingratiate herself with the locals. She was short in height, barely topping five feet, so stood on her tip-toes to inspect the wooden board.

Her attire reflected her low level of experience: a simple white cotton robe that extended to her ankles, covering a pair of knee-high, matching white boots. A slit up the center gave an alluring peek at her soft thighs. The robe was closed around her waist with a simple ribbon belt. A low neckline provided an attractive view of her cleavage—Mildes was surprisingly top-heavy for such a slim, short elf. Her light blonde hair was tied into an elaborate plait that ran down her back—so long it nearly reached her backside. Dressed traditionally, she stood out quite obviously in Hill Hollow, where elves were seldom seen. Read more »