So how about the flip-side? Would I meet a guy with a small penis who is otherwise absolutely amazing in all ways? If it was entirely up to me, I would say yes. I would be more than happy to meet a guy over a drink or two and see if there’s any hot sexual chemistry between us to work with. If I can see myself having sex with him, then I’ll cross the small penis bridge when I get to it.However, in my relationship, my choice in sexual partner isn’t entirely up to me. Curiously, my boyfriend is the size queen in our partnership and prefers that we play with guys who are well endowed. For your information, my bf is very much straight and of average size in the penis department. It’s just that when it comes to watching me in the throes of passion with another man, he prefers seeing me impaled by a visually large member. Fair enough.As I mentioned before, I have had dreadful sex involving large penises. One of my earlier boyfriends was hung but completely oblivious to how big he was. He had no idea how to use his gift and since he thought oral sex was for ‘women you love’, I basically endured one minute of unsatisfactory penetration relying on five minutes of equally unsatisfying foreplay. Needless to say, I moved on. In retrospect, I would have preferred a short dicked guy who knew how to lick.Conversely, I’ve had gloriously good sex with just five inches of cock. Its owner was a confident man who I fell for the moment I met him. I didn’t even think he had a small penis and yes, I know that five inches is hardly tiny. However, in the world of swinging and recreational sex, men have to be fairly comfortable with their size so five inches is about the smallest you’ll see put out there for consumption.Speaking of which, I can’t say I’ve come across a micropenis in my travels but I understand most owners aren’t likely to parade their goods to the world unless they are into small penis humiliation which is a niche of its own. I’m too much of a nice person to get into that!So, in the name of taking the focus off ‘bigger is better’, here are some reasons why a small penis is a good penis:
Category: eroticliterature
Unwanted infidelity
This wasn’t the Ritz. It wasn’t even a four star hotel. Lightly faded beige carpet and an acrid smell of old cigarette smoke weren’t quite an aphrodisiac, and for a moment Rebecca felt ridiculous.
She knew she shouldn’t have been there, in this grubby little room in this grubby little B & B just off the motorway.
A slick of red lipstick, a spray of perfume, perfectly curled brunette hair tumbling around her shoulders. Yes, she knew she looked ready for him. But was she?
Rebecca adjusted her black lace bra. Her breasts protruded invitingly, begging to be explored. Matching panties skimmed her curvy hips and she felt an electrifying excitement at the prospect of him pulling them off her, finally, after all these months of dizzying attraction.
She sat on the bed, and waited. Silence cloaked her and she twisted her white gold wedding band nervously. She pushed her husband from her mind. She didn’t want thoughts of him here, in this room, on this night, with her lover.
“Goodnight, babygirl. I’ll see you tomorrow.” (Original HARD Version) [TW, Rape, Extreme, Brutal, Incest, Anal, Light Scat, Potential Breeding, Bloody, Feet, Anal Creampie, Big Dick Small Girl, Hardcore, Violent]
Yesterday I posted a [cleaner version](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ho0377/goodnight_babygirl_ill_see_you_tomorrow_rape/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x) of this which was the finished version of a commission I made. I received a couple comments and DMs saying they wanted to see the Original Uncensored/Hard Version of the Draft before the censoring so I figured I’d post it separately. Without further ado, I present to you the harder version of yesterday’s post.
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The sun was slowly rising over the snowy peaks of the mountain ahead. Normally, in this time of year people were leaving Alaska to go somewhere warmer and safer. Sara had other plans though. This tiny and cheerful 29 year old, might be standing at a mere 1,60 but she’s determined to travel deep into the frozen Alaskan wilds in order to finally spend some time with her biological dad. It has already been 25 years since her parents decided to end their relationship. Sara never explicitly learned the reason why they broke it off but they were never actually married and from the few times she spent time with her dad he seemed like a sweet man so she understood that it was nothing of her concern. Plus, when your father offers to put you up for a whole weekend in order to try and make up for all the years wasted you don’t exactly say no.
Rape Kink Origin: Losing my virginity at 18, to my supervisor [m27]
I was ecstatic to get my first part-time job at 18, even though it was at a slimy fast food restaurant. The thought of finally being able to afford my own phone, makeup, clothes, etc. motivated me to work as much as my tight school schedule allowed me to.
My manager positioned me to be the cashier, so the front face of the restaurant was a cute, young, preppy, teenaged girl who was always excited to serve hungry customers & potentially get a tip.
He [M27] was my supervisor, who trained me from the first day. He showed me around the restaurant, taught me how to punch in orders, and on slow days he would show me around the kitchen too.
It started with him offering to drive me home after work, and I’d let him. Sometimes we would just sit & talk in the parking lot. Over time he began to take me home the long route, and sometimes rested his hand on my thigh. During our shifts together, he’d text me about how good my ass looked in the uniform. One day, we were getting issued a new & improved design of our uniform, and he gave me a new set that was a size too small. It was gave me an obvious camel toe, wedgie, and the buttons on my top showed chest a bit. It was embarrassing, but this encouraged him to start groping me at work. He’d walk up behind me to help me at the cash, while grabbing my ass & rubbing my pussy between my thighs. I was too shy to say anything, so I let it happen. The sexting and groping at work became a regular occurrence, but I thought that the attention was nice so I never stopped it.
Malina and the other meaning of RTS ch3
Heres the awaited Malina chapter! Enjoy! Thank you all for the support, im enjoying writing these!
A few weeks have rolled the calendar over, and as the summer appraoched the days and nights only got hotter.
Of course, so would lovemaking as it did. More heat, less clothes was the general approach for most.
But of course, the helltaker household has only one that must abide by these rules.
“Mannn its too hot, i could fry something on the sidewalk!” The heat exhausted Helltaker commented.
He was sitting with Malina,the sour demon, on the front steps to his door, the gleaming sun blast the earths surface. Even today it seemed the shade wasnt enough. She drank from her vodka bottle, it being already half empty. On her demonic skin wasnt a single bead of sweat, and unlike the nearly shirtless Helltaker, she still had all her clothes on, fancy suit and all its parts. She took a swig of the bottle, her lips smacking as she finished.
An Introduction to Handcrafted Restraints [MF]
After 30 hours of work it was finally complete and hanging in the corner of my workshop. The leather harness was custom made to fit her delicate frame. Well, maybe “fit” is not the proper moniker. More accurately, it was custom made to squeeze every inch of her in a rather intrusive manner.
“You free Friday at 10 PM?” I sent off a quick message eager to try out my craftsmanship.
I got a quick reply. “I’m always available for you.”
Friday evening arrives and I am brimming with anticipation. She arrives in the midst of the raining late evening. Smartly trimmed shorter hair, a grey trench coat, two inch black heels and nothing else. Just as requested.
I lead her downstairs into the dimly lit unfinished basement away from the prying eyes of any noisy neighbors. She lets her trench coat fall to the floor. Her perky breasts and effortless figure captivate me. I motion to a corner in the back. I gaze intently at her sculpted ass as she saunters towards her fate. Hanging off of an exposed beam is my masterpiece, a custom leather harness adorned with a brass ring in the collar. It covers almost nothing, meandering around the breasts and crisscrossing the midsection before making a sharp leotard like conclusion outlining the pussy in the front and splitting the ass cheeks in the back.
Having Some Brie, Chapter 1 [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Sister]
It all started when I got caught.
“What…” said an outraged feminine voice from behind me.
On instinct, I turned around to face her, my nose still buried in a pair of used panties. My twin sister Sabrina was standing in the doorway, her sports bag slipping out of her fingers and dropping onto the floor.
“… the fuck,” she finished flatly, her eyes wildly flicking between my own, her panties in my one hand, and my erection in my other. In my lustful stupor, I made time to notice the tight sports bra and tiny gym shorts she was wearing, as well as the thin sheen of sweat to complete the look.
“Please don’t tell mom,” I blurted. It was all that I could muster. I hadn’t even begun to work out how to deal with my sister’s reaction, how to even explain this. Though it would’ve been futile anyway; it wasn’t as if I could say I’d tripped into a single garment in her laundry.
“Get out of my room,” she seethed, her face contorting in contempt and disgust.
I managed to utter a dumb “We share a room, Brie,” before she stomped a foot and whipped a finger out of the bedroom we shared.
Popping Cristellas cereza(cherry)
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Cristella Dominquez stood at 5’3 with a waterfall of dark thick curly hair nestled at the small of her back.
Her brown glistening eyes were full of life.
Her skin was kissed by Huitzilopochtli himself causing a golden honey tone.
You can always catch her wearing dresses or some type of skirt… flattering her tiny waist wide breeding hips, perky cute tits and that unforgettable plump Mexicana ass. She cant help it. She has her own designer so everything fits perfectly.
Its not her fault.
She has a beautiful angelic face but a body built to fuck.
No. Shes no slut. The girl is your typical quintessential good catholic girl from a wealthy familia.
Dating was prohibited until she turned 18.
If she dated she had to have 3 primas (girl cousins) escorting her! How embarrassing!
She had to turn down that guapo (handsome) gringo with sandy brown hair and hazel eyes :( and many more potential lovers :(
She’d rather just not expose herself like that for fear of what those white boys would say! Imagine?!
Her only solace in the matters of love..Juan Riviera …a 6’5 bronzed muscular tree of a man.
His familia owned several acres of land right next to her familias plots of land. The perfect escape.
They sneak away with the pretense of needing fresh country air and alone time.
Their meeting place the creek.
Star Wars : Dark Secrets – Chapter 10 – Sith and Mandalorian, MF, Creampie, Fingering, Big Dick, SWTOR, Sexual Healing
Previous Chapter – [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gninct/star_wars_dark_secrets_chapter_9_public_freeuse/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gninct/star_wars_dark_secrets_chapter_9_public_freeuse/)
Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
The dark void of space washed past, Xau. The speed of the one-man fighter impressed him, but he still had to properly calibrate the sensors to have any change at finding the target. Out amongst the darkness, his eyes looked for something that he’d never find with the naked eye, but with the dark side as his ally, the hidden Sith could still feel the life force out there.
It was scared, it was running. It was only logical; once you ran afoul of a Hutt and a hidden Sith then your life expectancy dropped for every passing millisecond you stuck around. The enemy rushed ahead of his ship with a thruster pack that had to be military-grade if not even better. Xau took in another breath as he focused his anger on the target before his gaze fell on another starfighter flying alongside him. Thamar, the Mandalorian bounty hunter, raced along Xau in a similar fighter that they had liberated from Creeku’s pleasure yacht. Up ahead of the target and well away from the origin point for the single sentient and the two starfighters chasing him was a lone ship.
My 50k word Sci-Fi Erotica novel, “To Hell and Back Again. Book One: Survival” presented chapter-by-chapter. (MF+, Harem)
Book one of a four-part series is ready for publication just as soon as the artist I hired finishes the cover art. Until then, I present it here for your reading pleasure. Feedback and comments are much appreciated.
Summary:
A modern, dark fantasy tale of a man wrongly banished to Hell with no memory of his past. Together with a dangerous and beautiful Succubus, to survive he must gather allies and battle his way through a realm of nightmares, where belief and myth are reality, sex is both sin and salvation, and the future of life on Earth will be decided in an epic struggle that will echo across the “end of days” warning of every religion the world has ever known.
Just so you know:
While there is plenty of explicit erotica in these pages, this is not a “smut” or “fap” story in the traditional sense. Sex, at it’s best, is as much of the mind and soul as it is of the body. This story is an exploration of all things, good and bad, that define what it means to be human.
Thanks, and please enjoy the first half of Chapter One!