[FF] NIGHT OWL [M]

Matt grasped my hand as we walked up Pearl Street after leaving the restaurant.

If he was in a haste to get inside me, he showed no indication. His gaze wandered over the shops. He occasionally grinned down at me. Holy height difference. It’s a good thing I like tall males.

I noticed people staring at us. Oh . . . We clearly appeared to be a couple. A good- looking pair, I hoped. I felt overshadowed by the elegant man on my side.

Matt stopped.

I followed his eyes to a neon sign at an alley’s entrance. It said DYNAMITE on it.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he grumbled.

“Ha. Wow.” I shook my head.

His eyes were riveted on the bright orange lettering. What was he thinking, looking so melancholy? “Mm. Let’s go in.”

“Wait, what?

” I laughed.

Matt tugged me down the alley and I traipsed after him, struggling on my heels. I’d never been inside a strip joint before. This was about to become interesting.

“You’re insane,” I remarked as he paid our cover charge.

He smirked down at me. Uh- oh. I recognized that sneer.

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The Witch and the Labyrinth Ch 2 (M/F, nonhuman – were, noncon, fantasy)

Alara stepped cautiously through the door into a snow-covered forest. The door closed behind her and she saw the wall rise up to form the blackness of the night sky. A full moon hung in the false sky, and in the distance she heard a bellowing roar. She should have known the Archmage wouldn’t have made just one layer of defenses. Aching from her ordeal with the minotaur, she steeled herself and pushed forward.

Alara calmed her mind and extended her senses. Far off she felt another arcane lock, the next exit. Worryingly, she felt a surge of nature magic moving near the exit. That must be the guardian, but for her to sense it from this far away meant another tough opponent.

Determined, she set out into the forest towards the exit. Minutes turned into an hour as she made her way through the treacherous undergrowth. Her robe pulled tight against the chill night, her thoughts finally had the chance to turn to what she had just done.

Break Me (part 1) [F][FM][Voyeur][Rough doggystyle]

[All characters are 18+]

I had always been driven. In school, I was focused on school. There was homework, after school clubs and sports. Anything and everything that looked good on a college application. College was equally focused. Managed to get into my first choice, and four years later, I was holding the diploma I had worked so hard for.

Now 22, I found myself in the job I had planned for myself. There was nothing magical or creative about it. It was no dream, but it paid well. After a few years, I’d be making six figures, and I was damn good at it. The only downside was that it got combo’d with a supervisor gig. Every now and then, I would have to go out onto the floor and check it with the workers.

They were mostly solid people, don’t get me wrong. There were just one or two that always kept me feeling off kilter. More than a few of the guys were always obviously leering at me, or making sexual statements. I always played it off like I had no idea what they were talking about, but I typically tried avoiding them if possible.

Old Cat, New Cat [WIP] [Bittersweet] [Romantic] [conflict] [bdsm] [old young] [Lesbian] [feedback welcome]

Take a look into my post history for some more context as to what this whole world looks like. The rough story is that there exists in our world an Island that was settled about a century ago by people looking for a place where they could live out their BDSM utopia in peace. My main character is a journalist who has gone to this country to document their culture through interviews and observations. If you have any questions about this concept of society, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE reach out as answering questions is the best way I can focus and do robust worldbuilding. This particular story is about an older mistress and her slave adapting to the young slave she has purchased to take care of them both in their twilight years. This is just the beginning, but I am really focusing more on the romance than the eroticism in this one.

Old Cat, New Cat.

Curves in Charlotte

A few days ago, I was in Charlotte, North Carolina for work and connected with a Redditor who we will call Sarah (username protected for her privacy). She and I hit it off via chat and met at a coffee shop in Charlotte. I could tell after 5 minutes of being there with her that we were both so down for more.

We rushed back to my hotel room and made out passionately. Sarah was in her mid-thirties, glasses, and was curvy with a large ass and perky boobs.

After stripping each other totally naked, she got down on her knees and gave me a blownjob. After a few minutes, I returned the favor and went down on her. She orgasmed so quickly and pulled me on top of her. I slipped on a condom and thrusted deeply while on top of her as she clawed my back. She wanted to get on top, and so she went reverse cowgirl on me until we both came.

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An erotica I wrote from personal experience 🙈

It was the March of 2005. A hot summer afternoon. It was especially hot that year. I remember sitting in the shadow of a banyan tree. The ghost tree other students called it as there were rumours that the tree was haunted. It stood out from the rest of the trees in our school and not a lot of students went near it. For me, it was a perfect place. A place of solitude in an innocent time of my life. A place where I could be by myself and do things that I couldn’t do elsewhere. I was young and had just started discovering my sexuality, a sort of exhibitionist. I could feel my body changing. Every inch of it. My breasts were getting bigger and my hips curvier. I felt different sensations that were alien to me. It was an exciting time and I was on a journey to discover what secrets my body held.

Schools in India are tough on young girls. Unlike western countries, girls had to wear a uniform that restricted us from showing off our bodies. I wasn’t allowed to freely flaunt my big breasts and our skirts were long enough to extend below the thighs. We all looked the same and we all felt the same. I always liked my freedom and hated this dress code.

Black paradise. [MF] [Knife play] [cutting] [handjob]

The club was laced with dark magic. It seemed that lights only caught your vampire look. You were tall, skinny, and pale like the moon. And so, so handsome. I was mesmerized. I feel the evil lurking in the dark. My shadow self creeping in. You were my silver bullet. And then you noticed me, across the dance floor. I could have died, your eyes watching my every move. I can’t fight these cravings, I can sense my pulse quicken. You come closer and closer and I can feel myself turn into your submissive. The air is laced with lust and I can’t hide anymore. I need you. I can’t fight it any longer.

Your lips part seductively: ”You are so beautiful. I am Adam.”

”I am Eve..” It must be fate.

We both smile at the coincidence.

You disarm me with a swift motion of your hand: ”Care to dance?”

We hit the dance floor and the beat is guiding our bodies closer. A flash thought grazes my mind: ”I can’t wait for you to break my heart.”

You smile and lean in for a kiss.

Mutated Pt2 [M/M, Femboy, Monsterboy]

[First](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ycrcys/mutated_mm_femboy_dubcon_public/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

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With eyes that promise many things, Josh drags Damien away to the bedroom. Damien, still not fully convinced he’s not in some amazing dream, struggles to come to terms with reality… even as the slime eagerly starts in on round three.

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The slime forced Damien against the bed. He watched as Josh’s pseudoclothes were absorbed back into his body, revealing his perky, effeminate chest and thin waist. Damien’s face grew cherry red as he saw his best friend’s thick thighs entirely undressed and sitting *right* on top of his lap.

“Uh- uhm, Josh, I think we might… be going… a bit fast, here…” he tried to explain nervously. Josh just smirked.

“Well, how else are we going to make up for lost time?”

Damien gulped as a pair of tentacles began working away at his jeans, swiftly unzipping them and pulling away at his boxers. *This is really happening,* he thought to himself. He had his fantasies, but he never thought that Josh would find him attractive in a million years! He guessed that was probably why Josh’s hint went over his head. He just couldn’t believe that the slime would ever *actually* have a thing for him. Even *now,* he felt like pinching himself to be sure. And he had done so twice already… Josh pulled out his swiftly-growing erection, toying with it in his hands.

Sedan Jungle in the Roaring Rain [37M/21F][Daddy Dom][DDlg][Rough Sex][Car Sex][Multiple Orgasm][Blowjob][Breeding]

Ever since that moment happened during the middle of the night on a stormy Sunday late one summer, I still can’t help but constantly think about how wonderful and rough and steamy my sex session in the backseat of a black Cadillac with my daddy.

It all began on a stormy night, it was 12:30 am and I was wearing a cute mocha plaid jumper dress with a white Polo shirt underneath. I was quietly sneaking out of my room and out of the house through the squeaky screen door going into the patio and slowly opening the gate before running from the pouring rain holding my llama plushie, who I lovingly call my Llamie and my rose gold smartphone. In front of me was his Cadillac, the lights off but the radio still on, struggling my way through the muddy hill and getting in the backseat where he was, wearing a hoodie and Batman pajama bottoms. as soon as i sat down next to him, I held onto my llama as we kissed as he lightly touches my boobs, our tongues wrestling with each other, our lips becoming one, whiskers lightly tickling me. He tasted so sweet and of a gentle ocean breeze, rolling and crashing the waves and bursts of forbidden fruit growing from strange, unworldly trees.

The Monster’s touch

Once upon a time, in a mysterious place deep within the forest, a beautiful brunette named Aurora wandered aimlessly. She had been lost for days, her only companion the howls of wolves and the rustling of leaves beneath her feet.

As she stumbled upon a clearing, she noticed a large, dark figure lurking in the shadows. She couldn’t make out what it was, but she could feel its eyes on her, watching her every move.

Aurora’s heart pounded in her chest as the creature stepped out of the darkness and into the light. It was a monster, a being unlike any she had ever seen before. It was tall and muscular, with dark, shaggy fur covering its body. Its eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and its mouth was twisted into a grotesque snarl.

Despite her fear, Aurora found herself drawn to the creature. She couldn’t explain why, but she felt a strange, primal attraction to it. She took a step towards it, her eyes locked on its own.

The monster growled and lunged at her, wrapping its powerful arms around her and pinning her to the ground. Aurora struggled against its grip, but it was too strong. She felt its hot breath on her neck and its rough, bristly fur against her skin.

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