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That fateful party [F/M] [F20s] [M20s] [non-consent]

It was a house party, your friends had just moved into a big house and were celebrating with quite the rager. Music was loud, booze was flowing, and the atmosphere was surprisingly clublike. You actually couldn’t believe how well the party turned out. You were wearing your “leave little to the imagination” red dress that was downright tantalizing. Your tits were barely remaining covered and you knew just how far you could bend over before your pussy would peak out. You knew you looked good, and everyone else damn well did as well.

His eyes found you from across the room, hard to miss in that dress. The figure, the absolute carefree aura that was illuminating from you, he knew he had to have you before the night was over. He was the “too cool for anyone” at the party type, maybe a little over dressed in his expensive sport coat, and finely tailored pants. Obviously drinking a glass of whiskey on the rocks and mingling with a few others, but not really showing much interest. Your eyes locked, you knew he was trouble, but you couldnt resist. Read more »

White Guy turn sissy by a Night of truth and dare (m,m,m,m 18,18,18,18) sissy, humiliation, cross-dressing, high school, party, public

You are Tyler a high school senior who just turn eighteen years old. You were 5’7 and had brown boring eyes with long black hair. You look like a girl everybody in your school always tells you this.

Tonight however you were at a school party. Your school was made up of 90 percent of black people in your school district.

You sat down on a red couch in the middle of Deshawn’s house during the party. This house party was thrown because of the team’s perfect record during the basketball season.

“What sup Tyler.” Said your best friend Trey. He is a point guard for your school.

“Nothing much. Just sitting scouting out the babes.” As you said only like four girls were walking around.

There seem to be more guys than girls. There also seems like more white guys were at this party than black girls.

“Tyler we trying to get some people to play truth and dare. You’re in?”

“Sure.” You said.

“Yes. Thank ty.” Trey said pulling you with his big hands toward Deshawn parent’s bedroom.

20 minutes later Read more »

Tourist Girl (part 1) [F30 M29 M30] [BBW] [Chubby] [Nonconsent] [Dubious consent] [Humiliation] [Roommates] [Sharing]

I see her in the subway, sitting across and to the left from me, engrossed in a book. A large, curvy, soft-looking woman with big heavy breasts. Plump round face, pretty enough to be called beautiful, with a short, slightly upturned nose and big blue eyes behind the thin frame of glasses, pretty pink mouth, a mass of dark blond curls falling on her shoulders. She could be anything from her early twenties to early forties: plump faces like hers are slow to acquire wrinkles. Serious expression combined with glasses makes her look older, but by the freshness of her skin and smoothness of her full lips I judge her to be in her early thirties. No ring on the finger. She is wearing a denim skirt; her round dimpled knees peek out from under it. Her legs are full, white and shapely.

She takes off her glasses to wipe them, and her face suddenly looks naked and vulnerable. I decide that today she is going to be mine. Read more »

A slow tale of a sweet, shy nympho…and her ability to compartamentalize [MMM/F][M/F][F23][M21+][Character based]

“Have you heard of the concept called _compartamentalization_?” asked Kat.

Her therapist, Dr Williams, looked up from his notebook. “…yes…” he said. It was an unusual question, but then again, Kat was an unusually intelligent patient.

“_Compartamentalization_…” he said, with his voice taking on a slightly academic tone, “…is a defense technique. Sometimes, a person will have thoughts or actions that are inconsistent with that person’s self image. Instead of reconciling those inconsitencies, a person will take a part of themselves and file it away and pretend it doesn’t exist.”

Kat nodded. “So like, having two different personalities?”

“In a way” said the therapist. “Why do you ask?”

_Kat played with her fingernails as her mind flashed back to last wednesday night. She could see the stranger’s pillow and sheets in front of her. She could feel the cheap JC Penny cotton sheets under her nails. She remembered grunting as Matt—or was it Mike?—fucked her from behind. She loved the sounds he was making. He sounded grateful. Surprised. Shocked. Of *course* he was. 3 hours earlier he’d been having a quiet drink at his neighborhood dive, and now he’s screwing this some incredibly hot chick?! This kind of stuff didn’t happen to him._ Read more »

[fb19] [sub] [bully20m] [coercion/complete domination]

This is my first time posting so feedback is appreciated

I’m a 19 year old who just moved out of my home town I have always been a bit feminine but never been able to dress as a femboy in my hometown. So now that I moved to a new city I can be whoever I want out here since no one knows me! I have a small studio apartment, still pretty expensive especially not earning much money, but I enjoy just parading around town in my skirts and my tank tops showing off my slim body and leaving little to the imagination. It has been a week and I even went as far as throwing all of my boy clothes away figuring I no longer need them.
On a day off I put on a bit of lipstick I put on a short skirt and a mid riff shirt showing of my slim tummy and decide to go to the coffee shop to see if can make any one as I hadn’t made many friends yet.
After I order my coffee I turn around and see my old high school bully walk in with what looks to appear with work friends. My heart suddenly drops, I can’t let him see me like this. He already made my life a living hell, imagine if he saw me like this!?!? Read more »

[OC] my first draft The Open Book (m+f 28, oral, sex, role play, 1800s)

O was working at the bookstore on this typical Wednesday morning. She loves the smell of the fresh printed books and the smell of the old books. She was up a ladder when the bell on the door chimed to announce a visitor. It was Sir, his face lit up with joy when he saw her. His smile beamed from ear to ear. Stood upon the ladder with hair tidied up beautifully in a bun, O turned noticeably red and shy, smiling as she tried to focus on her task putting the books away. Sir approached the shelves beside her admiring more than just the books. He picked one up and opened it, “I love a good book don’t you? The way the new books take a little work to open them up. The older ones, the ones used to you reading them at your own pleasure, open up so effortlessly. So inviting with its enchanting smell” he said as he ran his fingertip down the crease of the pages. O, in a fluster with Sir’s words, dropped a book. He bent down to pick it up and handed it to her. “Thank you, Sir”, she replied in her adorable shyness. “Not a problem” he replied as he daringly ran his hand across her ankle as he walked past. O climbs down her ladder for fear she may fall. Sir makes her legs feel weak and her head feel light. She approached her boss at the store front, “may I please take a short break? I’m afraid I skipped breakfast this morning and will need to fetch something from the market”. Her boss, busy reading a book, made a hand gesture and grunt to say yes yes go on. She nodded her head and as she turned around bumped straight into Sir “I’m so terribly sorry Sir excuse me” she said taking her hands quickly off his chest. He placed the book he was admiring back on the shelf and left the store. He walked casually down the street a little to the alley that led to behind the store and to the store room out back. Read more »

The Japanese transfer student Part 1 [F/18] [M/18] [Interracial] [Corruption]

Hanako Kuzuryuu was far from your average Japanese schoolgirl. Possessing a 5’7″ athletic body and quick temper, she was an intimidating figure amongst her classmates who were pretty much all girls since she went to a girls only school. However, her world would flip upside down when her mother was instructed to move to California in the States for work. Hanako initially protested against the move but to no avail. She would be attending Los Angeles High instead of Moteshiro High in her native Japan.

Hanako arrived at Los Angeles High for her first day there the following week and was walking to her first period English class. There, she met Mr. Lewis and her classmates. She instantly became nervous when she noticed the majority of her classmates were African-American males She had heard of these types of people before and had remembered how superior physically compared to Japanese men they were.

Mr. Lewis: This is Hanako Kuzuryuu, a female transfer student from Japan. Please welcome her.

Hanako: H-hi, nice to meet you all. P-please treat me well. Read more »

Rainy Night (Part 3) [M33/F28] [D/s] [Dominant/submissive] [Foreplay]

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/xos3lt/rainy_night_part_2_m33f28_foreplay_infidelity_ds/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

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I jump off the counter breaking Callum’s eye contact off my body. Somehow, I felt intimidated. A feeling I have not felt in a long time. My hand brushes across his stomach as I start to walk towards my room.

“I’m going to change of out these wet clothes.” Just as I reach the doorway of my room, I feel his forearm held up tight across my hipbones.

“You didn’t ask permission to leave me,” he growls.

“Permission for what? This is my flat, Callum,” I snark back. His forearm moves off my hips and his fingers firmly caress my neck as his other hand grabs a handful of my hair. He gently pulls my head back landing on his chest then turns my head enough to meet his eyes.

“Tell me to leave and I will, but you know what you’re getting yourself into, can you comply?” Goosebumps traveled down my spine. It had been a long time since I had been subdued. Something inside of me released my inner submissive and I craved his power. I let myself sink into his grasp rather than fight it and nodded my head. Next thing I know I am being flung over his shoulder. Read more »

Erotica Vocabulary Survey

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*Some addtl context: As you all probably know, finding the sweet spot between clarity and sex appeal as an erotica writer can be challenging. Erotic words and phrases in English tend to fall into one of three categories – too clinical, too silly, or too vulgar. This deep-dive survey tackles words and phrases in all of the above categories in order to discover what language is most preferred by readers. The survey is totally anonymous, NSFW, and includes colorful, lewd, and potentially offensive language. It’s meant for survey takers 18 and up. Comprehensive results will be shared at my twitter and tumblr pages shortly after it closes for responses. Links to these social media pages can be found at the conclusion of the survey!* Read more »