Judgements Contest! (Helltaker x Judgement)

Hey yall, heres another fic! Enjoy!

Helltaker sat on the couch, reading through the monthly TRADITION COOKING magazine he was subscribed to. It was one of his favorites to read, and in the current hot summer weather the desert section was especially attractive. As he read, a familiar tanned face appeared in front of him.

“HELLTAKER! WHAT LITERATURE ARE YOU CONSUMING THIS MORNING?” roared Judgement. It was still very early in the day, and he had just woken up. Now he was definitely awake.

“Its this months edition of TRADITION COOKING. Some good stuff in here. And you know there’s no one in here today.” She sighed a breath of relief, and sat down next to him, her breasts bouncing a little.

“Oh thank hell. My throat just gets so tired, especially in the humid summer. Any plans for today?” She asked, leaning on the couch.

“Not much, might go to walk on the beach today.”

“And what do at this beach, besides walking?”

“Dunno, might eat something, fish, spectate a judged beauty contest.” Her eyebrows perked up.

“A beauty contest?” She asked. He nodded, and closed the magazine.

Adventures in Petty Theft part II [MF] [BLACKMAIL] [DUBCON]

Part one of this story can be found here: [Adventures in Petty Theft Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ieqxdc/adventures_in_petty_theft_mmmf_dubcon_blackmail/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf).

I’m not going to force you to read it first or anything, I’m not your real Dad. But you might want to.

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Maddie had been lead, self consciously down a long, narrow corridor and when she realised she was headed through to the front desk area she protested.

“But I’m naked” she had wailed,
“I know” the detective replied, not turning around.
She was relieved to find that the reception area was largely deserted. A uniformed cop sat on a swivel chair, lazily pivoting in half circles and as she approached he smirked, looking her body up & down.

“Miss Vibrato, what a pleasure” he grinned, like a wolf.
The detective pushed her forward towards the uniform cop’s desk and stood close behind her, grabbing one of her ass cheeks roughly, working a finger in so it pressed against the opening of her ass. He used his other hand to yank her hair back roughly and spoke softly into her ear,

[MF] You’re bored, I’m bored, nothing wrong with a little “Harmless fun”.

I see your post on Reddit and I’m instantly intrigued. I PM you with my pic and phone number, and the waiting begins. During what seems like an eternity, all sorts of sexy scenarios run through my head of us entwined in passionate, lustfilled sex. My fantasizing turns to excitement when I hear a text notification on my phone. The text simply reads: ” the coast hotel room 203. ” attached is a picture of your beautiful pussy. I instantly become erect with anticipation of tasting your sweet juices on my tongue while you squirm in ecstasy. the drive from my place to the hotel seems like forever, with my cock bursting through the fabric of my jeans. I knock at the door and you answer with only the complimentary robe on. you glance down at the bulge in my pants and say to me “The only things going in my pussy are going to be your tongue and fingers”. I smile and reply “I just want to taste your pussy and give you the most incredible orgasm of your life” With that I drop to my knees and Lift one your right leg over my shoulder and give myself access to your honey pot. I start with a light licking of the outer Labia to moisten for my fingers to part you and expose the warm soft flesh inside you lightly gasp as my tongue grazes your now hard clit. I lick it a little harder and make you moan more deeply. I part your lips with my left hand and slide my tongue deep inside your wet hole as my nose pushes against your love button. You begin to grind your clit harder into my nose as I lick the hot, sweet juices from within. I pull my head away from you to and get up to bring you to the bed. I gently lay you down. you look down at my raging hardon practically breaking the zipper of my jeans and feel bad. You say ” That must hurt having him all squished like that?” “You can let him out if you want, but i hope you don’t think he’s getting anywhere near my pussy.” to which I reply, “I wouldn’t dream of it.” with a sheepish grin. I eagerly remove my clothes and release one of the most magnificent cocks you have ever seen. Seven inches fully erect with a slight upward curve to it. You have never seen a curved cock and begin to imagine how it would feel deep inside of you. Your imaginings are interrupted when I bury my face back between your legs and start licking your throbbing clit. I part your lips with my tongue and slide a couple of my fingers into your wanting pussy you groan with pleasure as I flick your clit with my tongue and gently finger your hole. my right hand moves down to my aching shaft an I slowly pull my hand up and down. I sit you up and tell you to sit on my face and fuck it like a cock. You do as I command. I lay down on the bed you straddle my face and start to grind your clit into my chin, with my tongue fucking you and my nose pressing against your tight asshole. I take my cock in my hand and begin to stroke it again and you once again imagine it sliding in and out of your slick wet pussy, filling you up with every thrust. you pull my hand away and replace it with your own. slowly you slide your fingers up and down the shaft feeling every ridge. It strains against your touch, throbbing and wanting more. You sense this and slowly move your lips to the tip and take a little lick of the precum. “Sweet?!? I can’t believe how sweet his precum tastes”. You then start to take me into your mouth. I feel my hardness sliding past your lips and moan into your pussy. I drive my face deeper and you return the moan. My tongue thrashing gets more feverish as your head bobs up and down on me. your orgasm starts to creep up on you and you pull your head off of me and bring yourself around and slowly slide me into you. I fill you better than you even imagined. you start to bounce up and down as your impending orgasm gets closer and closer. You scream and erupt into an intense tidal wave of glorious ecstasy. the feeling of your muscles clamping down on me, brings me to an enormous eruption of my own . I roar as I unload my seed deep into you and we share in the ecstasy of the moment. You collapse onto the bed beside me, and I ask, “What changed your mind?” you reach down and grab my still convulsing cock and say “This!” We lay there completely drained of energy and fluids. I quickly fall asleep with your head resting on my chest. You on the other hand are consumed by how perfectly we fit together and how good it felt to have me inside you. An hour goes by and you can feel a stirring inside of you as our entire session runs through your head over and over. Finally you cannot take anymore thinking about it and need me inside of you again. You start to kiss my chest softly, and I don’t even budge. A little perturbed by my lack of response, you move your hand down to my crotch and gently caress my flacid member, and still nothing. Impatiently you think to yourself, I know how to wake him up. You start to move your face slowly down my body dropping soft kisses along the way. Your face reaches my soft cock and you can smell our earlier lovemaking, which makes you even wetter. Using only your mouth you start to suck my limp noodle. Your mouth surrounds me entirely as I start to grow and begin filling your mouth I moan softly and you know I am awake. While I’m growing in your mouth, you work yourself into position over my face and lower your now dripping pussy onto my mouth. I respond with my tongue pushing apart your labia and flicking your erect little clit. You let out a muffled moan as I begin to hammer your clit with a barrage jabs with my tongue. You suck my now full erection harder and start grinding my face more aggressively and and can feel yourself starting to cum. Sensing that you could make me cum at any moment, you stop sucking and put full concentration on your rumbling orgasm. I keep licking your clit as you fuck my face. Your orgasm finally subsides and lift yourself of my drenched face. You straddle me and slowly ease me inside of you. A slight gasp escapes your mouth once I’m all of the way in. I moan in response to how good your wetness feels enveloping my manhood you begin to slowly ease me out of you. “Fuuuuck, you feel so good” I grunt. “You like that?” you whisper back and slide me all the way back in. “Yeeesssssss” is all I can manage as you begin to pick up the pace. You grab your nipple with one hand and lower the other to your clit and start rubbing it rhythmically and increase the pace of your riding to a gallop your feeling like you’re closer to the point of no return and can tell that I am too. You move faster and I begin to thrust to meet your movement. Harder and faster we move. Both of us panting until we both freeze for a moment and begin convulsions of ecstasy. Wave after wave driving over us, my cock erupting and your pussy grasping and gripping me. We convulse together, milking each other in unison. You collapse on me once again, breathless we lay there, sweaty bodies pressed against each other. We lock lips in one last passionate kiss. We break our kiss and you say “We don’t have to be out of her until noon tomorrow.” I reply, “Well, let’s see what the morning brings.”………

Firelight: Chapter 1 [MF] [BDSM] [Ddlg]

Having him standing here is so surreal. After months of just text messages and photos, I was always wondering when I would see him in person. It looks like he’s struggling, trying to hold back from something. His eyes.. it feels like they are staring into my soul. My most vulnerable parts of my soul. Everything else has faded around me. His hand reaches out for mine, his fingers laced with mine. He pulls me in close. His other hand cradles the side of my face.

“There’s no mistaking it now, I love you.” My heart melted as soon as the words came out of his mouth. I rested my head against his shoulder being as close as I can. His fingers brushing through my hair. After awhile he tugs until my head falls back he kisses me with such need. My hands are holding onto his shoulders or else I’m worried I’d fall over. His hand that was laced with my fingers has moved to the small of my back, moving to grip my ass. As soon as I feel that grip I can’t help but moan against his lips.

A night in the Park (For women)

You get out of the car, your heart beating as you see the man you’ve been talking to on a dating app. You agreed to go on a date towards the evening at a nice park. You think it’s harmless. You’re both in public, sitting on the grass and talking. Surely things won’t get out of hand. If only you knew what would happen a few hours later.

As the sky turns a burning orange and lavender purple, you start warming up to this person. This man is exactly what you hoped he would be. Dressed fashionably, tall, handsome, soft-eyed with confidence that makes you secretly drip under your leggings. You can’t help but talk to him as the park empties out and you are sitting with him under the soft orange light of a nearby lamp. There is just a moment of silence that is all too telling, a hesitation hanging in the air as you await his movement. He scoots closer to you, holding your right side and your left cheek as he kisses you. His soft lips against yours, his overall gentleness drives you wild as you let him take you into his grasp. The kiss is broken and before you know it, you whisper in his ear if he wants more. He kisses you with more passion, looking you in the eyes after and simply nodding his head. You both head over to a darker area of the park, behind a maintenance building where no one would look.

Tired – Satirically sexy

Tired

A satirical piece from the Cakesniffer’s Husband.

As an homage to and with apologies to Shel Silverstein ( although I think he might have liked it)!

Breasts so big for my hands,
I struggle, hold them close.
And I’m tired!

Sucks my cock,
takes it deep so she’ll choke,
And I’m tired!

Shakes her sweet ass in my face,
Her pussy so firm it holds me in place.

Whispers such dirty things in my ear,
So very sinful, it’s crazy to hear.

I lick, from stem to stern.
Never satisfies, only makes her yearn.

Cram her gleaming slit full of my tongue,
Making her scream each time that she cums.

I fuck her while standing, while kneelin’ on the floor.
Bangin’ her hard against the door.

She takes all that I give her,
still gasping, begging for more.

It’d take several men to satisfy her might,
I am up to the challenge, at least I know that I’ll try.

Wakes me from my sleep at night.
So many years, but I am still her delight.

And I am tired.

Adventures With Lucinda, Pt 2

We finally finish late in the night, or would it be early in the morning? Ryan collapses face first onto the bed, drenched in sweat, arms at his side. He falls asleep quickly, satisfied at a job well done. And, truly, it is a job well done. I can’t feel anything but tingling below my waist, and Lucinda has checked out half an hour ago. The candles have almost all burned out, just a few stubborn flickering flames illuminating the hot room. My body is wet with perspiration and other juices, an intoxicating mixture of hours of passion. As I lay there, I try to think. Try to take an inventory. Who’s juices cover me, and how much did Ryan really get inside?

Lucinda said her candles were special, and they’d counteract my birth control? Was that possible? My body certainly hoped so as Ryan pumped what must have been at least four loads of cum deep into my aching pussy, two others into hers. How could one guy have so much in his balls? The thought of a cock cuming so much almost pushed me into another agonizing orgasm, but mercifully I fell into a deep sleep instead.

The fuck-up

It’s 8 pm as I ring the doorbell of Sarah’s place. She’s a friend with benefits, without the friend part. In other words, we are just casually having sex once a week without anything more to it. We don’t have feelings for each other and we both know we have others besides each other too. Sarah asked if I could come over a little early cause she had other things to do afterwards.

She opens the door with her half long blonde hair and blue eyes. She’s wearing a white cropped top with shorts. She looks as stunning as always. I pull her close against me and I kiss her forehead. Hey you, I whisper in her ear and gently bite it. She let her head fall to the back and pants.

Suddenly you take a step back and ask me if I want something to drink. I’m confused, she had to do stuff later and that’s why she wanted me to be here early.

She closes her eyes and says.
“I just want to have some extra time with you today. I’ve got popcorn too.”

The Laura Effect [FF, Fdom, Humil] (Part 5 of 5)

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Miranda and I fell to the floor together leaving Laura sprawled on the bed. Miranda, aware now of the two guards in the room, clung to me for protection whilst I tried to grab at the bed-cover.

In the next few seconds I saw not only my career in ruins but Miranda’s as well.

The guards stood with a look of astonishment on their faces, stunned to silence, and it was Laura who reacted first.

“Well the meeting was supposed to be convened in a spirit or reconciliation…”

Her words were a jibe aimed at me. I had used the same phrasing when I first mooted the idea to her.

She sat sublimely naked on the bed and the guards simply gaped. Her hair was disheveled and her skin was tinted by a post orgasmic blush but, in even in this wild state, her natural beauty shone through and she knew the power of it all too well.

Finally, one of the guards pulled herself together.

“If you ladies would like to get yourselves dressed…I will have to submit a formal report.”

Pussy Envy [f/m] [oral]

“I *love* this pussy”, my man says to me, “Oh god, I *love* this pussy!”

It makes me kind of… uncomfortable; and I don’t really know why. I love how much you love my pussy but, Babe… what about *me?*

“Mmm, I love this wet pussy so much, Baby”, he whines one last time as we lock eyes.

Hot. I love it when my man talks to me while he plays with my pussy. And it feels so fucking good. But I can’t help but focus on how much he *loves* my pussy. I think I’m getting jealous. Yes, I’m actually *jealous* of my lady parts. She (yes, she) is soo cool… I could never. Thinking about it makes me want to stop the show altogether. I begin to daydream about my pussy being a sort of alter ego of mine. She’s super cool, popular, well-liked, and adored. For some reason, I don’t feel that way.

I almost forget that we’re having sex for a moment. He comes up to my face and plants a deep kiss with his soft, wet lips. Yum. I do love him…at least I think…but I know for a fact that he *loves* my pussy! He pulls back for a moment, just to look into my eyes. His face immediately scrunches up.