Locker room creep (M26/F29) (Femdom, noncon, sweat/smells)

It was late at night. Bryce always went to the gym late. He was self-conscious, and hated working out around other people. He hated imagining them staring or laughing at him, taking pictures of the fat guy working out. The fact was he wasn’t that fat, but certainly felt like it. He hated his body and hated his looks, thus the time spent at the gym. He was almost always alone, but tonight he wasn’t.

Her name was Jazmine, and as far as Bryce was concerned she was a literal Goddess. Tall, with thick, muscular thighs and big arms. A small chest and the firmest, roundest ass he had ever seen. He watched her silently from the corner of the gym, pretending to focus on his bicep curls but watching her run on the treadmill from the large mirrors on the wall in front of him. Watching her legs move, watching her ass bouncing with every push forward. He assumed she had been there for a while based off how wet her clothes were with sweat. She was really giving it all. He could feel himself growing hornier and hornier watching her. Letting his mind wander with fantasies, feeling his basketball shorts showing as his boner grew in them. He was thankful when she got off the treadmill and headed into the women’s locker room to shower.

[C] Tiffany’s New Life As A Cumslut [Part 2] [Rape] [Gang Rape] [Branding] [Internal Urination] [Prostitution] [Mind Break] [18+ All Characters]

[Features: Rape, gangrape, branding, suffering, yuri, sexual racism, BBC gang, internal urination. This is a harder one.]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/WarixViviana/comments/yn39ui/c_tiffanys_new_life_as_a_cumslut_part_1/)

On unsteady legs, Tiffany stood. Slowly, slowly she walked back outside. She wasn’t really thinking anymore she just needed to get away. To get away from this hell. To escape. She made it outside and just kept walking. Just kept going. No one stopped her, no one tackled her. She was, she was really making it out!

She kept going, her heart beating like a drum, not knowing where she was heading. All she had on was a red string bikini out in broad daylight and the few people that passed her, nearly all black men, raised a few eyebrows. Some were eyes full of pity. Others were eyes full of lewd desires. She kept walking.

It was a big city but it wasn’t evil. There were plenty of places that weren’t, this. She would just, walk away from it all. Escape. Find a ride. Anything to get the hell away from this terrible nightmare she had found herself in.

[C] Tiffany’s New Life As A Cumslut [Part 1] [Rape] [Gang Rape] [Branding] [Internal Urination] [Prostitution] [Mind Break] [18+ All Characters]

[Features: Rape, gangrape, branding, suffering, yuri, sexual racism, BBC gang, internal urination. This is a harder one.]

It was a dark and dreary night and down a cold path a woman walked. The city was nearly dead silent at this time and it was doing nothing to help Tiffany’s nerves. She was alone and walking quickly. The day had started out so well and then gone nearly immediately to shit. She had been contacted by a modeling agency after seeing a few pictures of her online. She’d done her due diligence and checked around online, making sure they were legitimate and found out they weren’t just known, but well known. Doing everything from magazines, to calendars, to commercials. She’s been more than happy to go. After all, she didn’t look bad.

Standing at around 5’7, she was a beautiful Asian woman. Long black hair, perky breasts, perky ass, thick thighs, and even a cute face, she knew she was a whole four course meal. The idea of seeing herself on a billboard made her heart spike.

So of course it hadn’t happened.

Want to have an idea of yours written into a story?

That’s about as clickbaity as I’m willing to title a post. But anyhow!

Yes, I’m indeed looking for ideas, prompts, concepts, whatever you wish to call them. I figured I’d assimilate a bit of external influence into my next piece, meaning ideas spawned from the minds of other people.

Feel free to throw any ideas you have at me, but I will say that I’m in the mood for something fantastical. As in, stuff you’d find in fantasy stories. DnD stuff, monster girls/boys, devils and angels, anything in that ballpark has a slightly higher chance of catching my interest, but I’m not a picky eater so more mundane (or even horror-y stuff, with some traces of Halloween hanging in the air) flavors are all good too.

And speaking of not being picky, the pairings don’t matter all that much to me either. Guys, gals, enbies and anything else, I’ll write any combinations of peeps having good times together.

So leave a comment or throw a DM/chat my way if you have those ideas!

The Lady’s Pet [F18, M25] [Femdom] [Pet play] [Worship]

When I wake up it’s already dark outside. I get up from my cot on the floor, crawling on my hands and knees. My only clothing is the collar on my neck, its bell tinkling softly as I approach the dark figure sitting on the couch.

*It’s the Young Lady*

She’s looking distractedly at her phone, a boring expression on her face. Black short hair, black eye shadow, black lips and finger nails. Her clothing equally black: her jacket, her mini skirt, her fishnets, her…

As I look at her black boots, I’m surprised to see something pink on top of her left one. I crawl closer to her, sniffing the air in search for clues, curious as to what it might be.

*It’s the Young Lady’s panties*

She must’ve pull them down to her ankle and forget them there. I lean in and sniff the fabric, breathing in the soft, intimate fragrance. I haven’t told anyone, but her smell is my favorite.

My dick’s already hard when I start licking the boot’s metal tip. I kiss it and slobber all over it, making it wet and slippery. I straighten up, still on my knees, and look at her face.

First Step [F19,M19] [Fdom][Msub][Long][Foot Worship][Bondage][Hypnosis][Light Humiliation]

Becky sat on the chair looking at me as I stood before her. One of the most popular girls in high school, I had been happily surprised when she started showing interest in me, not that I was hated by my peers or anything; I had my clique of friends and was known to be charming and funny but nowhere was I in the same league as Becky. A slender, athletic redhead with green eyes I had thought myself lucky to get her attention, though some doubts had started to emerge lately as to how fortunate I really was.

“You did a great job editing the videos I gave you, a really good job. Honestly, I thought you would have more trouble considering what was on them” she said coyly. I felt myself blushing, after initially approaching me last week at the school swimming competition, she had asked me for her help in editing certain videos of hers, videos she used for her side business she had said, videos I soon discovered that seemed exclusively to revolve around BDSM and her domination of various people, men and women who she had tied and teased and tortured in a variety of creative ways. After the initial shock, I had been incredibly intrigued and more than a little aroused so I had worked hard to get the videos edited as best I could and now, she had come to “giver her puppy a reward” as she had put it on the phone.

Krona The Goblin Shrotstack. NNN day 4[m23xF19] [monster girl][goblin girl][breeding][baby making][creampie][shortstack][big ass][big boobs]

The forest path was surrounded on either side by tall spruce trees. I was a courier between towns, delivering mail. The paths between towns were relatively safe, with only the occasional goblin or bandit. I knew how to be safe though. I had a short sword and a few magic potions to keep me from getting hurt. It was a cool fall midday. I had about thirteen hours to go before I made it to the next town over.

The sun was coming down soon and I decided to make camp. I took out my small lean-to and sleeping bag and found a small clearing. I gathered some sticks and stones and made a small campfire. The sun dipped under the horizon as I finished setting up my campsite.

The crackling fire and cool breeze were a nice backdrop for the beautiful night. I took out a small brown paper package and undid the small twine piece keeping it together.
Inside was a small rationed dinner of dried berries and jerked meats. I started snacking and winding down.

I finished the ration and took out my small waterskin and took a long drink. I grabbed my pipe and stuffed it with a small amount of deepweed. It helped me sleep.

Oak Spring College – Chapter 7 – The Annual Special Sports Event [MF18] [Winner Takes All] [Mixed Sex Soccer] [Kissing] [Hand Job] [Clit Rubbing] [Showering Together]

**Author’s note**: I am sorry it took so long to write this, however, I want to give a warning for the future: These delays will continue. I have a lot going on in my life and most things are more important that writing erotica (I know some of you won’t agree, but it is hard to explain why writing erotica is so important to normies and I would much rather not, all things considered). Therefore, continue to expect a new chapter circa every 2 or 3 weeks, as it takes a really long time to write these works, especially since my loving audience deserve nothing less than the highest quality of erotica. Now, back to the story.

Link to [Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/y3bmov/oak_spring_college_chapter_6_first_time_playing/)

Olivia was so excited that she couldn’t sleep.

*Next week is the Annual Special Sports event, during which there will be both team- and individual-based events. I am so excited about it! If the team I am participating in wins an event, each member of the team gets 2 points added to their midterm exam score. This might be hard, since not just my efforts will count and I have no control over who is in my team. However, I get one point if I win in an individual-based event and I should be able to win several of them!*

Some Ramblings, Musings and a Story[M20F19][Premature][FWB][True Story]

I’m in a strange place in life right now. I’m 42 a workaholic and I get off more writing stories than I do with my wife.

I write…a lot. Most of which are worlds that I create for my Dungeons and Dragons group. Even though I work 45 hours a week, and drive 3 hours a day, all my free time is spent in my head. It’s not a horrible place. It’s a place where I contemplate the important things:

Who am I?
What am I doing?
What does my future look like?

I think everyone contemplates these things, and I think it helps to internalize and evaluate one’s self to put them in a better place. Being in certain environments, such as here provides that feeling of accomplishment. I started writing erotica for myself, just to see what it was like and if I could even do it; not only on the creative side of things but also on the visualization side of things.

At A Concert [BBW] [Chubby] [Group Sex] [F25] [MMMM20’s-30’s] [Dubious Consent] [D/s] [Public event]

“Nice ass, baby!”

“Whoop!”

You turn around to look, and there they are: four guys about your age, standing around smoking and drinking from a metal flask. One of them, a well-built man with a large hooked nose, looks you in the eye and licks his lips.

You don’t really know whether to be outraged or flattered. You decide on a little of both, shoot them a smoldering look of “come hither boys”, then turn around, shaking the mass of your shoulder-length brown hair, and walk away, with just a little more bounce in your step, a little more sway in your walk. Your ass bounces a bit as you enter the building, already filling with other people who came to see your favorite band perform live on stage. You waited long weeks for this — they don’t come to your town often. You give yourself a quick check-over in one of the mirrors on the wall.