Category: eroticliterature

Belle Sujette – The First Week [Mf, service, cleaning, light Ds, plot-heavy, tears, no-sex]

This is the second part of the story, first part can be found here: [Belle Sujette: Prologue](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ka04i1/la_belle_sujette_rendezvous_prologue_mf_light_ds/)
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The doorbell rang at seven past five. In the last messages, we had agreed on five sharp. I was mildly unpleased, mostly because I left the office early to be on time. On my way home it was windy and wet, cold and dark as usual, with muddy leaves on the pavements. The hallway to my apartment building was uselessly impressive. With its red carpet, large mirrors, and lofty ceilings, the hallway never loses its effect on new visitors. At the latest, the steep stairs had left one or the other breathless. For belle sujette, it took another minute to climb up to my door. Our rendezvous had been almost one week ago and I had had some doubts if I overdid it with my quirky demands and her new nickname. Her winning smile and the sparkle behind her eyes made me forget my doubts. She blushed a little bit, indicated her little bow, and gasped: “Now I’m really here, I can’t believe it.” Read more »

[Sci-Fi] Vexer School for Untrained Pets [Monster Sex] [Tentacles] [Aliens] [WIP]

**Feedback AND suggestions for other alien monster types more than welcome. If I choose your suggestion, I’ll send you a free copy of it when I’m done.**

Nobody knew where humans came from. That wasn’t true, of course, but they told the human creatures that so they’d stop with the escape attempts. It was a lie perpetuated through the galaxies, aimed at keeping humans subservient.

And it worked, didn’t it?

Human males made for hard workers, bodies built for endurance over speed. They worked intergalactic farms and factories, and it cost only pennies to feed them daily. Some males, if they were lucky, ended up as house servants, managing a gaggle of other humans.

Human females were another story entirely. While males were fairly easy to come by, human females cost quite a bit more. Don’t misunderstand, there were several free humans roaming around the universe. Maybe even a few dozen. However, most of them chose to work as servants to the various alien species. It was an easier life that way. Read more »

The Unbearable Lightness of the Hotel Bar [F/M] [Str8]

The hotel bar is dark, but busy.  You walked in, trying to act nonchalant.  Reminding yourself to look confident, un-self-aware, as if you were here for business, just one of the guests.  You haven’t felt the cold outside, thanks to the warm, buzzing feeling inside.  The fabric of your black dress, thin, pressing against your skin, slides smoothly against your overcoat.  You can feel the goosebumps all over your body.  The anticipation is intense, and so is the second-guessing.  Should you have come?  This is insane.  He won’t show.  Your mind is racing.  It was one thing to exchange glances, but now….  Read more »

Opening Night (FF) (Fantasy)

“Fuck’s sake, that’s a gorgeous view,” Blake murmured under her breath.

She had only just acquired the little tavern in the trade district of Grand Alarinn. She hadn’t even picked out a new name for it—right now it was the Troll’s Haven, a name that disgusted Blake and made her think of the seedier places down in the slums. She was determined not to let this become just another tavern. But she still needed a name. She pondered it as she tried to buff a shine into the bar, which was made from a single piece of rich, dark wood.

She smiled contentedly as her reflection became visible, taking a moment to study herself. She was young—some might say too young to be an innkeeper, but she scoffed at those people—only just entering her twentieth year. Most of her friends were trying to apprentice themselves to some artisan. That’s what a middle-class Alarian did, Blake was told. But she worked her ass off to start a life on her own terms, and that’s what she did. No masters, no teachers, only the patrons who rented her rooms and this gorgeous sunset view. Read more »

My First Time

My First Time

He looked at me like I was the most special girl in the world and in that moment I knew I’d let him be my first. I knew I was willing to give it up for him.

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I needed to get him alone. There was so much I wanted to do to him. I wanted to make him feel good and I knew he would reciprocate.

He told me his mum was going away for a month and I knew this was our chance so when he invited me over I didn’t hesitate to say yes.

It all started off simple – we were watching a movie and his eyes were on the screen whilst my eyes were on him. I wanted him to make the first move so I tried to concentrate on the movie and then a dirty scene came up and suddenly I felt his hands on my thighs. I turned to look at him and our faces were inches apart and growing closer to each other until I could feel his breath on me. Confidence grew within me and I closed the gap and let my lips touch his. Read more »

[F] Internship pe Sir ne liye maze!

Ye tab ki baat hai jab mai ek Photographer ke under internship kiya karti thi. Wo umr mai mujhse kaafi bade the aur hatta katte bhi. Wo dikhne mai bhi bohot handsome the, mai aksar use dekh kar turn on hojati thi.

Yeh baat shayad unhe kucch samay baad samajh aane lagi thi.

Ek din jab ek bade photoshoot ke baad mai unke ghar par thi to usne mujhse kaha,

Sir: Shweta, mai tere kaam se bohot khush hu. Mere paas tee liye ek gift hai.

Asia keh kar wo mere kareeb aa gaye, aur meri dhadkan tez hone lag gayi, mai unse poochhna chahti thi ki kya hai sir, par mere muh se awaz hi nahi nikal rahi thi.

Wo mere kareeb aaye aur mera hath pakad kar apne lund par rakh dia.

Unka lund ekdam tana hua tha aur bohot bada bhi tha.

Meri saanse tez ho gayi, aur mai dheere dheer unki pant ke upar se unka lund sehlane lagi.

Unhone mujhe mere kamar pakad kar apne aur kareeb kheennch liya aur apne dono hath meri ass par rakh diye. Read more »

[F]arewell ke Baad Sex!

Jab mai 12th mai thi, mera classmate, Prateek (name changed) mera kaafi achha dost tha.

Wo dikhne mai achha tha aur uski height takreeban 6 ft. hogi.

Yeh kahani, humari farewell party ki hai.

Mera haal hi mai break up hua tha aur mai bohot shaant shaant rehne lagi thi.

Us dauraann meri Prateek se kaafi achhi dosti hone lagi.

Humari farewell party ek club mai thi, aur kyoki hum late hone wale the, to humne usi hotel mai kuchh kamre book karwa liye the. Halaki mera khaas man nahi tha party mai jaane ka, par Prateek ke kehne par mai raazi ho gayi.

Takreeban 11:30 baj rahe the aur hum sab dance kar rahe the.

Tabhi Prateek aaya aur mere kaan mai bola…

Prateek: Yaar party mai maza nahi aa raha, kuchh zabardast kare?

Me: Jaise ki?

Prateek: Bahar chal yaha kuchh sunai nahi de raha.

Mai aur Prateek bahar aa gaye.

Me: Bol ab?

Prateek: Nikita, please mujhe galat mat samajhna.

Aisa keh kar Prateek ne mujhe kiss kar diya.

Maine hadbada kar Prateek ko khud se alag kar diya. Read more »

Lair of the Cryptmother Ch. 13 [Dark Fantasy][Body Horror][Light Gore][Noncon][Breeding][Preg]

**”The Rite of Naming, An Heir Annointed”**

Maia opened the door and gestured for Althea to pass through the threshold; leaving the sanctum of her new boudoir and entering the unknown. The purple-clad blonde stepped into the hallway, immediately recognizing the hewn stone tunnels from before. No doubt about it, she remained within the blasphemous walls of the cult’s domain. The door closed and locked behind Maia, and she joined Althea’s side. The pale, nearly monochromatic handmaiden offered Althea her arm for support. Again, a moment of reticence and Althea took a step back, feeling the cold stone against her bare heel.

“Lady Althea, I assure you that no harm awaits you at the end of this tunnel,” Maia bowed her head respectfully. “On the contrary, your divine son and rapturous pleasure are the only things you will find ahead,” Maia took the priestess by the hand and gave it a reaffirming squeeze. This simple act of compassion and the girl’s cool touch steadied Althea’s heart. Memories of her gushing climaxes returned, bringing with them a flush to her cheeks. Maia smirked, narrowing her smoky eyes playfully. “You see? I only wish you knew just how lucky you are, my lady,” she mused and led Althea on her first step forward. “I envy you, you know. I envy how much his grace will fill you,” Maia bit her lip and rubbed a hand over her own trim midriff. Read more »

Lair of the Cryptmother Ch. 12 [Dark Fantasy][Body Horror][Light Gore][Noncon][Breeding][Preg]

**”Boudoir of the Blighted Queen”**

Althea awoke to a deep, throbbing headache. She inhaled sharply, only to summon a raspy, dry cough. So thirsty. She hadn’t had a thing to drink in so long… aside from her own spoiled leakage and that accursed elixir. The priestess blinked softly, still ensnared by the persistent stupor of sleep. For the first time since leaving the sanctuary of sunlight, Althea felt warm. Limbs like jelly, it was a struggle for her to even lift her leg. Blankets? Eyes snapped open and she jolted upright, but immediately regretted the sudden movement when a twinge wracked her middle. That’s right. Her experiences with that monstrous bastard of hers were real. At this she realized that her mind felt clearer, and she was no longer under whatever enchantment had seized her voice and actions.

But when Althea looked around, she found herself snuggled up in thick, olive-green blankets, resting atop a sprawling bed. Four tall bedposts stretched toward the vaulted, domed ceiling of the room. There were even rich, burgundy silk curtains providing her a cloistered sense of privacy, though it also shrouded the remainder of the room. Althea counted more pillows than she’d ever possessed. The stark contrast to her previous dwellings in the cramped, dirty cell left young Althea in a state of shock and disbelief. Never in her life had she known such luxury. Surely this was all a dream. Or another of the cult’s attempts to muster her hopes, only to quash them for their own twisted delight. Read more »

Lair of the Cryptmother Ch. 11 [Dark Fantasy][Body Horror][Light Gore][Noncon][Breeding][Preg]

**​​​​​​​”Seeds of Corruption”**

“FFFFuckk–” Althea grunted softly, gnawing her bottom lip in delight. The sheer sensation of her monstrous son’s fetid, festering cock filled her with utter bliss. And still she could see more of his necrotic, blistered shaft waiting to submerge deeper between her wanton folds. What was not long ago a brilliant beacon of Helestria’s light nestled within Althea’s heart, now flickered and wavered like waning candlelight. A quiet resistance against this inhumane, incestuous assault. Yet despite the favor of an actual goddess, the fact remained that Althea lay imprisoned here in the stronghold of a demon lord’s fanatical cult. The last vestiges of her free will were trapped; frozen and fixated, forced to watch her body surrender to the whims of her own repressed lust and the dark will of Nihilipox. For she now dwelled in his house. This ruinous crypt of salacious decay. Read more »