Superhero Succubus [Femdom][fantasy][superhero][Succubus][BJ]

The smoggy air hung low over the city as The Ruby Avenger looked out at the community he was bound to protect, and the unnatural lights of the buildings in the dark night seemed oddly natural to him. His red suit clung to his muscular physique, the toned curves of his muscles standing out clear and hard against the tight scarlet fabric. His thick red gloves were snug over his masculine hands that rested on his hips, and the cowl over his face framed his square, stubbled jaw.

The Ruby Avenger had been protecting the city of London for years, all criminals and villains cowering in fear of his super strength, speed and graceful flight. Recently, however, a new villain has surfaced, a beautiful vixen from the West that threatened the peace and harmony that The Ruby Avenger had fought so long and hard to obtain for his precious city. He looked down at the abandoned factory at the edge of the city that had sat dormant for years. This is where his informants had told him the Scarlet Succubus had made her home. As he looked down through the skylight and the upper floor windows, dim light flickered and cast eerie shadows through the dark building.

The Greyarchive.

Hello all,

after feedback from /r/sexover30 where I originally posted I decided to rewrite this post.

In 1998 I took over the Greyarchive, a sight for erotic fiction, it had been bounced about for about a year free site after free site, the original person couldn’t continue with it, this is where me and my wife came in, she wrote stories too.

We split the site into three parts, the Greyarchive erotic (fantasy, paranormal, scifi, anime and superhero) which I would run, edit, upload to daily, the Goldenarchive which my wife ran (same genre but non erotic) and the Whitearchive for realistic based erotica.

From 98 to 2009 pretty much updated daily with stories (6300 actual story parts on file atm).

Looking for story ideas

I’m getting bored over quarantine and have decided that I want to try to write something, as I do enjoy this subreddit a lot. Please note that this is only for suggestions and if I like your ideas I will use them. This is completely free as I am solely doing this for fun, so feel free to comment whatever idea you have.

Corrupting and impregnating her little sister. (ff, mind control, brain insertion, bestiality, impregnation, blowjob, incest)

abigail sighed as she came home from another difficult day at school. the 18 year old teenager kicked her little mary janes off as she put her backpack down, her milky brown thighs briefly visible beneath her pleated school skirt as she bent over to pick up her shoes and place them in the rack. an observer would have called the petite girl pretty, her innocent cherubic face framed beneath a head full of black curls.

as she walked up to her room, she heard the telltale sounds of her 19 year old sister tasha watching beast porn, the girlish moaning of porn stars mixing with the rough growls of dogs or the whinnies of horses getting their nut off inside the tiny girls. no matter how many times abi had complained to their parents about tasha watching her porn too loud, it always happened. and her sister had been stealing her panties. she was sure of it. her cute pink undies were always missing from her drawer and abi got in trouble with her mom for not putting away her laundry right.

An Owned slut [M/f] [D/s] [domination]

A noise gently pulls me from my slumber as I moan myself awake. Pulling off my blindfold I see you standing in front of my dresser looking at me through the reflection of my big mirrors. My groggy eyes barely register that you are frozen trying to not make another move.

“Hmmm hi baby.” I groan happily as I stretch and flop lazily around my bed.

“I’m so sorry kitten did I wake you?” Your voice is full of worry and affection but you stand perfectly still; seemingly afraid to move.

“Not at all baby I probably need to get up anyway.” I still make no attempt to get out of bed but instead I worm myself towards a sleeping cat to give cuddles before I inevitably leave such comforts. You leave the room to come back with a hot cup of coffee and a kiss on my head.

You’ll never know how much these moments mean to me. As you walk away I catch a hint of your deodorant and musk making the butterflies do a loop inside of my stomach. You always have a way of putting my body on vibrate yet calming me at the same time. I’ll never fully understand the way you affect me.

Don’t Burn Breakfast (A fundie fantasy) [mf] [punishment] [submission] [masochism]

Hi guys! The following is a story I wrote last night about one of my fantasies involving sort of religious fundamentalist themes. Trigger warning to anyone who has been in abusive relationships.

Additionally, I take commissions, so if you like my writing style or would like another example, feel free to message me. I’m very sexually experienced, open minded, and I have a lot of kinks myself, so you should never worry about judgement for your requests.

Anyway, the story part:
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I woke up about a minute from when my watch would have buzzed with it’s alarm: 5:29 AM. I was so used to being up early that my body automatically woke up at the same time every day on it’s own. There was probably some subconscious anxiety about oversleeping and not getting the morning chores done on time and the resulting consequences as well. I hurriedly hit snooze when it went off, not because I was actually snoozing, but to mitigate the risk of disturbing my husband, Michael, snoring away in the bed next to me. The alarm was almost silent, but I took no chances. A good wife lets her hard-working husband rest as much as possible.

[M4F] Its yours if you want it

Hey yo, just another random user among all these other peeps. You may or may not notice me lurking around the chats, acting cringy as fuck every once in a while but that’s just me being myself. And like everyone else here, I am obviously looking for a role-play. Currently in the mood for some thick plots with thick thots, vanilla or otherwise with some rough play. Dark, kinky… or whatever theme you can think of or all at once if its even possible. Message me your ideas. Must be able to write at least 2+ paragraphs though more is always good. Sample of your work is a plus too. 60/40 story to smut ratio.~

Ideas I have in mind:

Scenario 1 is about a deadbeat employee who wants to sabotage a conference his ex female superior is attending. He was able to create a perfume for women that can cause men in a close vicinity to lose all sense of control makes them engage in a primal lust for the target. Basically an airborne viagra. However on accident, he activated the device which sprayed on the woman and he was the closest to smell it

A Price to be Paid [D/s] [spanking] [no sex]

Edited because I forgot numbers. Three- you’re so magical and I’m so sorry I forgot you. Please don’t spank me. I don’t think I can take any more.

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Your eyes are cold and dark, seeing right through me. I open my mouth speak but your eyebrow raises. One tiny gesture, hardly any effort behind it, freezes me in my spot. How do you have this power over me when we’ve not even touched in over a month? I take a deep breath and slowly exhale, steadying myself for what’s to come, a backlog of infractions for which I must be punished. I mistakingly thought you’d forgive them; I mean, it’s not the first time lack of, errr, contact has been the root of my misbehavior.

I am standing by the bed, my feet aching in the heels you commanded me to wear, and nothing else. I expect you to kiss me but from the look on your face, my misbehavior gets top billing. You stand behind me, over me, in spite of my shoes. I feel your breath on my neck when you finally touch me, placing my hands on the edge of the bed, bending slightly at the waist. I turn to look back at you but you snap and point, making it clear I wasn’t to look at you.

Daughter Discipline Chapter 4 OC ff Mother (adult) Daughter

Hello,

Once again, thank you so much to everyone for their support and feedback on my first three chapters! This is Chapter 4 of X of my story Daughter Discipline. This may be a touch on the short side but I feel the story runs at the same pace. The story is entirely fictional and involves adults, blackmail, inc(mother/(adult)daughter), semi-nc, public, bdsm.

Any feedback would be greatly appreciated!

Chapter 4

Felicia drove toward their next destination.

She looked at her daughter. Susie’s dress was hiked up around hips her pink g-string completely visible. She had her face buried in her phone, she was flipping through the pictures Toni had sent her in various states of undress. She fidgeted in her chair as she started the set of pictures again.

Felicia could tell if left her own devices Susie would have no problem pulling her dress up, pushing her g-string to the side and rubbing herself to the thought of her lingerie adventure. Certainly, Felicia was going to have her daughter masturbate and make a fool of herself because she couldn’t control her impulses, but the first time was not going to be a roadside quickie.

The Slow Lane [Incest] [Sci-Fi] [Short story] [OC]

The year was 7003NE, seven thousand years after the founding of New Earth. Our old home lay abandoned, a cold and lifeless rock, still drawing circles around the dim ember we once called the Sun.

In an act of inspired desperation, a global space coalition was formed. Their mission? To discover a new home for mankind, and to relocate the human race before the heat death of our solar system. The sun was dying and, unless something changed, so would we.

A gargantuan space highway was formed, linking New Earth to old, across a 25,000 light-year expanse of dark and empty intergalactic space. This was no easy feat. Earth’s population now exceeded 14 billion residents, all jostling for the next flight out of here. Five of those residents belonged to one family, the Jones family, whom our story is about, coincidentally.

“Everyone got their space passports?” called the father, peeking his head over the hustle and bustle of the crowd as they filed towards the gates.

“Got it Dad!” called the twins in unison. Two daughters, aged 21 and 21. Obviously.

“Yeah, Dad, mine’s here” replied the son, the eldest at 25, waving his above the crowd.