Category: eroticliterature

[F4M] Erotic/Psychological Horror

***Hello, Fellow writers! My name is Teddy and I am in search of a writing partner who indulges in the darker aspects of literature! I’m 18, And though I’m biologically female, I am gender fluid! Though with these future scenarios I’d be playing female. As you can tell by now, I’ve got my fair share daddy issues, so i’m no stranger to getting way too close to home with some scenarios.***

*My hard limits are simple, Really! No scat/piss/feet/or any* ***over the top*** *gore! Though, I’m quite flexible with gore in general! Anything else, Regarding kinks/certain fetishes, I am quite fine with! Especially since I am looking for someone to push my limits in general! This roleplay is to be as disturbing as they come, So of course my characters are going to be quite innocent/naive.*

***I may or may not have a few scenarios down, But first I do believe that I should make myself clear with what type of writer I am looking for! I personally write in a novella-esque style, Multiple paragraphs and in-depth detail in general! I also like world building, But that is not necessary most of the time as long as we’ve got a setting in store. As for plot-lines, I’m looking for something revolving around hillbilly horror. The type of horror I aim for in general is simply stemming from deprivation in humanity/sanity. Think Devil’s rejects/House of 1000 corpses/Texas chainsaw massacre. Mean. I simply like villains who tend to be monsters in general.*** Read more »

Dirty Elves – Part 1

“I fucking hate elves”

I heard him say this from my peripheral, just in earshot, and it caught my attention. I was sitting at this dive bar. One of those dive bars where only alcoholics go and occasionally fucking millennials trying to be different. You know the ones, you have seen them. It was Christmas night. My son was with his mom, and I could not stand one minute alone in my house again. I wanted to feel as bad and lonely as the other alcoholics. I wanted to hate myself and my life.

I am not sure the right way to describe this guy. He just had a presence. Like “The Dude” from the Big Lebowski but with class and verve. Intelligent eyes, well built, and a handsome man. I turned and saw him take a sip from his three finger gut rot whiskey. I know it is gut rot whiskey because I am drinking it too, and its the only whiskey they have in this god forsaken place. Seeing him made the smell of stale alcohol and cheap cleaner masking it disappear. Read more »

I’m going to try something new. Threesome, pt. 1

Nolan and Emily, a lovely married couple, have known Abby and her husband for a long time. Emily and Abby met at work and two have clicked to be much closer. They felt they could tell each other anything. They were venting buddies, bitching about work, life, and whatever else sucked. Eventually, they would double date with their husbands. Wine, game nights, dinner. It was a good friendship.

Abby, eventually, would run into issues with her husband, and of course, Emily was a shoulder to cry on. She always was, always would be. One night, after a huge fight with her husband, Abby took off for the home of her friends, Emily and Nolan.

Nolan was off at work, but thankfully, Emily was there. And as always, she had a bottle of great wine. The two talked for hours, and eventually, the wine began to have an effect. The frustration withered away, drowned by laughter and smiles. Read more »

Making Jezebel a Three Whole Whore[CNC, M/F]

Jez fluffed her curly red hair in the mirror admiring herself one last time before today’s lover came. She loved her big thighs and plump butt and her big breasts and hourglass shape. Everything about herself really. Which is why at a young age she had decided to do exactly what her body had been designed for. And that of course was to be a whore.

 

Jez had started living her purpose in her first year of college. A week after losing her virginity to her loser boyfriend he had dumped her to focus on joining a frat. That was when Jez learned the power her sex held. One by one and sometimes two at a time Jez screwed all of the frat members. Needless to say her ex did not become a brother. She helped celebrate by letting the entire frat gang bang her. The next morning Jez had a sore throat and puss soaked in cum. And so she stayed the rest of week between classes. At times being used as stress relief for one member and at others having trains rain on her. In such a short time she’d gone from a virgin to having two cocks in her puss and one shoved down her throat on a nightly basis. Read more »

(M/F) A costly mistake leads to a painful lesson.

I was running late for a lecture when it happened. The Porche in front of me hit the brakes suddenly and I was just slightly too close. I skidded agonisingly then with a delicate “crunch” came to a stop.

“Shit!” I said and got out to inspect the damage.

Surely it couldn’t be too bad.

An attractive blonde, maybe mid-30s emerged from the Porche, looking not surprisingly quite unhappy.
“Are you okay?” I asked anxiously.

She adjusted the jacket of her charcoal business suit, which truth be told, fitted her extremely well.
“Yes, I’m fine, you hardly touched me. Let’s hope there’s not too much damage.”

“Sorry, I was too close, I’m running late.”

Ironically, the bumper of my clunker was barely dented, but the back of her car was going to need some serious work. My heart sank.

“Well that’s not going to be cheap. I hope you’re insured.” She said.

I wasn’t, and as a university student there was no way I as going to be able to pay for the repairs.

“Right,” she sighed. “I live just around the corner. Follow me there and we’ll work something out.” Read more »

How Diane uses her vibrator [F18][College][Masturbation]

“For the seniors… this is the last dance… You may never compete again. You’ll have your whole lives to remember what you did during your career as an athlete… so make it count… don’t hold back… when you cross that line, I want your tank to read empty… I’m so proud of all of you… when you put in the kind of work that you all did over these last few months… Hell, over these last few years… your whole young athletic careers have been leading up to this race. So, honor yourself by taking every moment of agony… every sacrifice… every time you didn’t take the easy way out… all of your love… all of your strength… all of your grit… empty that tank!”

Half the girls standing in a circle around the coach had tears in their eyes while the rest were steely focused. Diane bounced in the cold air to keep warm. Like many of the girls, she wasn’t wearing the university logo shorts of her uniform, only jet-black leggings. It seemed all the girls had arrived at the same conclusion after trying on the dainty shorts on top of their slick tights and noticing how the billowing material of the shorts created a diaper effect and the look was anything but flattering. After some trial and error, Diane was had settled on her favorite brand, Rabbit, High and Mighty, which she wore over her Marmot thong that looked completely seamless. There was no need to use ones imagination in order to speculate what Diane looked like naked from the waist down in those jet black tights. Read more »

[F4F] Tinder date with Bella

( this is my first attempt on writing. English is not my main language. Feedback needed.)

I loved sex. The hardness of a firm cock. The wetness of a woman’s cunt in need of licking. The horny moans of people in pleasure. The drooling cock oozing of precum. In need of someone’s mouth sucking it dry. I didn’t care were you a woman or a guy. As long as you had ” IT” you became the main course of my fuck binge. Read more »

18 [F4M] lets chat. i need a sir/daddy ?

yeah new account cuz i didnt want my friends to see that side of me ? not scam or seller just a horny girl.. my limits are toilet and blood stuff my kinks are verbal/verbual abuse, being told what to do.., feeling like a brat, consensual nonconsensual.. im not comfortable with sharing pics but if you wanna chat.. hmu

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 1 [consensual] [cuckold] [bisexual]

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Sexual content, including bisexual situations and light BDSM. Copywrite, S. D. Young

CHAPTER 1

I have a secret. Something I did before I met my wife. Something sexual. Something I haven’t shared with her nor do I ever plan to share.

“Hi babe,” I said, answering my cell phone while sitting at my desk.

“I have a question, something I’ve been wondering about all day.”

“What?” I asked, somewhat distracted by an email I just received from my boss.

“You mentioned Rick last night during sex, is he bisexual?”

Now she had my full attention, “I’m not sure but I always got a vibe off him that he might be, why?”

“I don’t know, just curious I guess.”

“Just curious or are you still thinking about our dirty talk last night, me telling you I wanted him to taste you on my dick,” I said in a low voice while staring out the door of my office.

“I played with myself this morning thinking about it after I dropped off the kids at school. Does that answer your question?” Read more »

The time my best friend sucked the cum out of me

Well, I received pretty positive feedback on how I filled my girlfriend’s sister with a huge load of warm cum, so I figured I would tell another story. And yes, I am still trying to fuck the sister again.

I met my best friend, Sam, in High School. She and I had a great friendship throughout the years. We were able to become close with each other, vulnerable even, without actually dating or fooling around. I will admit, though, I have stroked myself thinking about her on more than one occasion.

As we grew older, we would flirt and tease more and more, but again, never acted on anything. Then, one night, I’m alone in my apartment and I’m talking to her while watching Netflix. It’s absolutely freezing outside, it had just snowed, and I’m bundled up. For whatever reason, I was absolutely worked up. My cock was hard, aching even, and every time I moved, my cock would rub against my shorts, my blanket, my leg, whatever, and it was begging me to stuff it into a warm, tight pussy. Which is hard to do when you’re alone. Read more »