WIP Bloodstar Empire: Abandoned [F45] [M25] [Gentle Mommy Dom] [Cuddling] [Mild Body Horror] [Some Religious Themes] [Young Man Angsty Nonsense]

The claxon blared through the cool darkness of Melodia’s temporary quarters. Essen gasped as he flung the covers back from his small cot, his foot slightly cold from being on the floor all night. His silver eyes flashed around for Melodia, which left him with an uneasy realization. A few weeks ago, he couldn’t sit in the same room with her, now he searched for her like a lost boy. Essen clutched at his chest. What the hell was that creature doing to him?

The Cazadora was already awake and dressed in the regal black and gold of her order, a mane of pristine feathers around the collar. She jerked her chin up a hair, a small acknowledgement that she had indeed allowed him to sleep in and that he needed to get out of bed. He didn’t know whether to thank or curse her under his breath. On one hand, the extra sleep was nice, but he wouldn’t need it if she wasn’t dragging him along on her exhausting hunts. Essen clenched his teeth from the pain in his hip as he stood. It didn’t matter what he thought, he belonged to her now, however long that would last.

I’d Love to be Allowed to be Your Furniture [F20s/nb20s] [Queer, chat, kink]

Sometimes I go on Grindr. I know it’s basically for gay dudes, but honestly, I’ve seen more and more different kinds of queers on there, and I have to say I really appreciate the directness of Grindr as a platform. Obviously sometimes people can be a bit intense on there – being bombarded with a couple dozen dickpics in the space of an hour is quite the experience – but on the other hand, it feels great to be able to be really up-front with what I’m looking for and have that be treated as totally normal and valid. Sometimes I don’t want to dance around my desires for months with someone who, it turns out, isn’t even sure if they like girls. Sometimes I just want to go on my phone and order a babe to my apartment like a pizza. I know, I know. But still. Don’t you?

Anyways, today I was on Grindr and I ended up talking to this person called CJ. They’re this wiry little nonbinary queer, covered in tattoos, with a shaved head and snakebites. I was looking through their pics – them with a strap-on, them face down ass up, them looking tough in front of a car – admiring the way their body was all tight and trim, kind of sculpted like they spend a lot of time working out but rounded and smooth around the ass and hips, when they messaged me.

Stay at my side Ch.27 [18F/18M] [Friends to lovers]

Chapter 27: A bet

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v9hau7/stay_at_my_side_ch_01_childhood/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

I realized way to late how this must have seemed to the rest of my class. I wasn’t someone to say such things because they really thought like that (atleast until now) and I wasn’t someone like Matt who could act like he was one to get an A.

I just told what I felt when I saw the word ‘love’. Of course I immediately thought of Matt and the only way I could describe this feeling by now was ‘safety’. There was much more to it but I would need to figure that out first.

By now everyone had turned around to me. Some looked surprised that someone like me said that and others seemed to understand where my sudden understanding of love came from. Isabel, my desk neighbor leaned over to me. “Seems like someone got experience on that topic.” She really didn’t mean to tease me. Isabel was one of these girls you just couldn’t hate. She said some stupid stuff sometimes like this but never ment to hurt anyone. She was just interested.

[F4M] [22/28F430+M] [BDSM] Courting Elle

Other ideas can be found on my profile from recent posts but I am searching for a 1×1, ongoing roleplay with fairly heavy story building and 2-3 paragraphs for responses ( just prefer more than a sentence or two).
Kinks discussed on main profile and more if interested. Also do not have to use this prompt

Having been raised in among affluence, Elle was accustomed to being doted on. Her life was one of privilege, though she wasn’t haughty like many other women of her status. She wasn’t particularly elegant, either, much to her family’s chagrin. Having just turned 22, her family was beginning to worry that she would not find a proper suitor. A woman of her class, it was expected that she would marry a man of equal status- preferably a son of a member of the high Court. If she didn’t marry soon, she risked her family’s reputation as well as her own. Her more graceful twin sister, Clara, had already married.

Vampire Omicron: Chapter 1 – Home Invasion (Part 2/2, updated) [M29/F35][rape][slow start][sniffing][NC][blood][death][pissing][breastmilk] READ DISCLAIMERS

**Don’t start here! Read Part 1 first, and read the disclaimers for it!**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in the comments.**

———————————————-

Chapter 1 – Home Invasion – part 2

I let go, letting her claw her way to the edge of the bed weakly. She looks drugged, lethargic. My cock still rages as I smile and enjoy watching her struggle. She starts to fall from the bed and I reach out and grab her top, keeping her from falling. I pull her back toward the center of the bed. Laughing, speaking finally, “Where are you going? Where do you think you can go? Come back here.”

I straddle her, sitting on her lower back and naked butt, pinning her facedown on the bed. I feel her soft hair, and massage her shoulder and back. Caressing her, just enjoying myself. Just feeling around at my own pace, enjoying the fresh meat writhing around beneath me. And she struggles helplessly underneath my weight. Her hands claw pathetically at the blankets. Her fingernails painted the same dark red as her toes, giving her such a classy and pampered look.

Laying in bed next to my boyfriend but thinking of her [F27] [masturbation] [fingering]

This story follows what happened the couple days after my experience with Chelsea which I wrote about here. **sorry** it’s taken so long to write.

My first lesbian experience with my grad school roommate during a snow storm [FF] from gonewildstories

The feelings throughout my body were mixed. Part of me felt proud for allowing myself to give into temptation and the curiosity I’ve felt for years, but the other part of me felt guilty for sleeping with my roommate while dating my boyfriend.

As things began to return to normal after the snowstorm my mind still couldn’t stop thinking about Chelsea. I laid in bed and tried thinking about sex with John. I thought about the time fucked me in our dorm hallway when he forgot his keys, I thought about the time he fingered me in the back of an Uber on the way home from our fourth date, and I thought about the time he went down on me in one of those library private rooms because I was stressed about a midterm.

Office Hours, Chapter 14 END [M31/f19] [Teacher/Student]

[Chapter 13](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/xnr5w1/office_hours_chapter_13_m31f19_teacherstudent/)

Lexi raised her cum-stained quiz to her nose and sniffed the paper, then grinned wickedly at me. Aside from Jean next to her, who was turning scarlet, nobody seemed to notice. I shifted uncomfortably, my erection forging its way down the leg of my trousers at the thought that Lexi knew where the stain was from. She hadn’t really done anything since confronting me in the supermarket on Thanksgiving, and I was beginning to wonder if it was safe to let my guard down. I’d have thought she’d be tormenting me ever since Jean moved in, but the opposite had happened. She’d said something to Jean at the cafe, and… since then, Jean had gotten bolder in her sexual advances.

*Nobody gets in the way of what I want.*

And what did she want? Apparently my initial theory that she wanted me was wrong, so… did she like to… watch?

“Professor!” Lexi’s voice cut through my thoughts, my lecherous thoughts of ravishing Jean while she watched, and I snapped back into class. “We gonna start or what?”

“Right. Sorry, I was a bit preoccupied there,” I stammered. She gave me a knowing smirk before I turned to the blackboard. “Alright, class, today we’re talking about Piaget’s stages of development.”

[20sM420sF] keeping your gym membership cheap [gang rape, choking, potential breeding]

You had just moved to a new city, and that meant new pretty much everything. You had acclimated after a couple of weeks, but there were still a few things you were shopping around for. One of which was a gym that was similar to the one near your old house.

And that was a tough sell, wasnt it? You really liked your last one. It had the equipment you needed, the people were really nice, and it was extremely affordable.

You were hoping to find all 3 of those things, but for the first couple of weeks it had been no dice. Every one you went to had at best 2 out of the 3 criteria you needed. Until you stumbled into one relatively close to your house.

You liked what you saw, everything that you needed was there, the guy behind the counter was super friendly, as were all the other members. Whats more, they were offering an extremely steep discount if you bought in for a year. After a bit of deliberation, you signed the contract. The only thing that gave you pause was them wanting to know the first day you could come in. They assured you though that it was so a trainer could help get you acclimated. You told them you’d be in tomorrow.

Trip To Mexico Part 3 [MF 40’s] [Creampie]

As we pulled up in front of the resort, I adjusted my shorts. My cock was so hard it could drive a nail. I had it trapped between my stomach and the band on my shorts. It was leaking precum which I couldn’t do much about.

Check-in wasn’t too eventful, some staff member helped us take our bags to the room. I wanted to tip him to make him leave. I didn’t care how the air conditioner or safe worked. I needed to fuck and I needed to fuck now.

Preview – Masturbation Between Friends [F18/F18] [College] [First Time]

*I’m testing the waters here- this is just a small excerpt from a longer story I’m planning on finishing and posting to Literotica in the next few days.*

**

I made a couple more tries with my new purchase in the next few days, but my heart wasn’t really in it. I had enough work to be getting on without allowing masturbation to become a chore as well. Still, I felt a twinge of indignation every time I looked at my bank balance, or when I opened my top drawer and saw the little gold tapered cylinder sitting there-

“Hey, you okay?”

It was Katie. We were sitting together on her bed in our pyjamas, her laptop at our feet with another show playing. It was one of those rainy Saturday afternoons where neither of us felt like doing much and Sunday seemed like plenty of time for our pre-seminar readings. “Sorry,” I said with a shrug, enjoying the way our shoulders brushed together. “Daydream.”

“Ooh, about what?”

“Don’t you try and analyse me,” I warned, though I couldn’t help but smile exasperatedly.

“You just looked far away, was all!” She shrugged again in acquiescence. “You don’t have to tell me.”