Category: eroticliterature

Putting an end to my niece’s baiting [rapekink] [MF]

[Comments:

* The below story is entirely fictional – a fantasy concocted in the darker depths of my mind on a train journey written for my own, and hopefully other’s, enjoyment.

* Yes, there is a foot fetish element to it. Though it’s not the whole story, and I don’t think I go overboard. But if this isn’t your thing, feel free to not read on.

* This is my first such story so please do leave feedback.

* Finally, if the story triggers some unpleasant memories, please do speak to someone, ideally a professional.

Enjoy!]

**Finally putting an end to my niece’s baiting**

“I’m home, babe.” I announce after an especially long day at work.

Silence. No reply from my wife. But then I hear bare footsteps patter from the bedroom opposite mine, and a chirpy, youthful voice.

“She’s still at work Uncle Jay, they were short staffed and she’s doing the full day now.”

*So, another evening with my wife’s niece, Safi*

“Oh right. So we’ll have to sort dinner again, then.” I said with a sigh. “Day off today, Safi?” Read more »

Sister’s taboo feelings [19m/17f] [incest] [vacation sex]

Sister’s taboo feelings

Me and my sister have never been close much. We were the only children of our parents and with me being the older brother and she, the younger sister, we never got along well. I’m an average looking, beefy guy but with a rather humble attitude who is introverted. My sister, Megan is a short girl with the perfect body which makes her very popular in her school as a sex symbol and boosts her ego way too far. Our personalities simply just don’t match up and we just had these stupid fights that were meaningless that only just drive a wedge between the both of us.

After my first year of college and transitioning to summertime, our parents wanted to have one last vacation as a family so we packed our things up and went to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina for a week of suntanning, surfing, and just enjoying the summer weather. My dad was a bit of a gambler so he spent most of his time in the town’s casinos. My mom was a book reader so she always tanned out in the sun at the beach. Me and my sister were the only one’s together and we were probably better off alone anyways but we watched out for each other. My sister was 17 and I was 19 at the time. She was angered that I kept close tabs on her but I didn’t care. It was just my rightful duty being the older sibling guardian. We did have one memorable experience that really make the entire vacation. Read more »

At the lake [MFM] [MF] [MFMMF]

My wife, Greg, and I join Matt and Madi by the lake. Their clothes are scattered about the dock and they are swimming naked out in the water. I slide off my shirt and drop my shorts in one motion before running and diving off the top of the dock into the water below, as I surface I see my wife shove Greg into the water with his clothes still on, he never liked heights. He surfaces splashing with a bit of a scowl on his face and looks like he’s about to say something until he see’s my wife on the top dock undressing.

Slowly, teasing us by sliding her booty shorts down and then back up. She turns around, bending over to give us a view of her stunning ass while she slowly inches her shorts down each thigh. As she stands and turns back around she pulls her shawl with both fists to cover her while she poses for us. Everyone shouts for her to take it off, and she does, slowly, so that her breasts pour out to greet us before she oh so gracefully cannonballs in right next to Matt splashing all of us. Read more »

Our roommate and FWB… [MF] [MM] [MMF]

In college my [24M] now wife [24F] and I used to live with our best friend, John [24M]. We were all pursuing science heavy and very intense degrees, we would often stay up until 1-2 studying together around the dining room table. On the weekends we would hike, raft, kayak, rock climb, and unwind together. The three of us were inseparable.

My wife, Madi and I had been dating since high school. John was in a long term relationship that ended our junior year of college. Due to his heavy course load and passion for coaching in his spare time, John was not much into dating. Fortunately for him, Madi and I were both very open and didn’t mind sharing. One night after studying until we all wanted to cry, Madi and I went to bed.

We were making out, unwinding from the day. Losing ourselves in the lines of each other’s bodies, leaving the world of text books and studying behind. Read more »

Klod and Danae

Klod the barbarian was a man of passion, power and instinct. Intellect? Not so much. When he heard the rumors of a treasure inside the Temple of Arngog, he ran off, sword in hand. Surely the puny God of Annihilation would be no match for a man with a sword named Ruin.

Klod swaggered carelessly into the temple as the stones around him creaked and crumbled. He swatted at a swarm of flies that buzzed around the corpse of a dead adventurer. The cause of death was rather obvious, for extruding from the rotten flesh was a large javelin. Klod gave the poor unfortunate barely a sidelong glance as he stumbled deeper into the ruined temple (after all, a god of destruction can’t well be taken seriously unless his temple lies in ruins). Soon the stray rays of light from the sun grew dim, so Klod lit his torch and continued on. The ruined corridor evntually led to a stair which seemed to descend endlessly into the earth. An ordinary man would have had the good sense to turn back, on the grounds that the temple might well collapse even without the help of its namesake god. But Klod knew that Klod was going to be rich, so he whistled absent mindedly as he descended the steps.
The stairs finally ended in a large room filled with innumerable coffins. The air was heavy and hot, and Klod was getting pissed off. Read more »

The Knight part (1/2) [humiliation] [mf] [elope] [inspired by Game Of Thrones]

The Knight part (½)

I heard only just the previous night that I would be informed and required to be on special duty of peacekeeping in the public streets for a public shaming and probable circumcision. A woman had been charged for apparent solicitation of sex with the king. I was never one to get involved into people’s personal affairs but I believe the king has been cheating on his queen and I despise him for it.

The king is my uncle. He is an annoyance of a person. I’ve been subjected to his personal authoritative measures and he’s not too kind when it comes to those who serve him. His baristas, his servers, his army, and his guards. He was only given the power of the throne because of his family hierarchy when his father passed away and sense he was the oldest of three brothers, he received the throne. Many people do not like him. He charges way too high on tax rates, gives way too many benefits to governing officials, and began an oligarchy for the richest individuals, usually involved in the yearly carnival games and jousting matches. While he is disliked, the cruel public is in favor of his harsh punishments especially on a social matter. Read more »

The Principal [FM] [Long]

*This is ridiculous*, she thought to herself, walking quickly down the hallway, struggling with her heavy backpack, towards Principal Bryson’s office. She paused in front of one of the water fountains and hoisted the pack higher up. *As if I have any time for this…*

Molly Piven didn’t even know exactly why she was being summoned. She had simply been stopped in the hallway on her way to AP chemistry by Ms Keans, the administrator, and told rather sternly that Principal Bryson wanted to see her.

That said, however, she did have a decent guess. The school had been cracking down on ‘inappropriate attire’ lately. No one knew why there had been such sudden attention paid to anyone’s outfits, but it had become a constant source of amusement to Molly and her friends.

The whole thing seemed to revolve around leggings. That is, the school had outlawed the wearing of leggings—including tights, ‘yoga pants,’ or similar items—without anything over top of them, such as a skirt or a dress. Administration had sent out an email to the student body and all parents detailing the new requirements just last week. Molly and her friend Lisa, who had been studying together at Molly’s house when the email was sent, had poured over it, reading it out loud to each other, laughing harder and harder each time. Read more »

Mother, May I – Part 7 [MF][Mother/Son][BDSM][Femdom][Exhibitionism][Humiliation][Pain][Incest][By and For Adults]

Dear Diary,

After our amazing night of BDSM with my girlfriends, Victor and I have started to truly embrace our dominant and submissive sides. I, of course, have taken the dominant role in the relationship and I have never felt more at home in my own body. I finally feel empowered and in control like I never have before, it’s like we both know our place and we embrace every second of exploring this new place in our relationship.

A few days ago a friend of mine told me about the club that she and her husband have been going to. This isn’t just a dance club, this was a lifestyle club for swingers. I was intrigued. She told me all about the clubs many amenities including several private bedrooms, open orgy rooms with mattresses on the floor, dance floor, and, the part that caught my attention, was the BDSM room. My ears perked when she mentioned this, I immediately knew this was something we had to be a part of. Read more »

I pissed off stepmommy. [m19/f39] [stepmom] [femdom]

I pissed off stepmommy

I walk inside the house and get myself something to eat. I haven’t had a meal all day since I was moving back into my dad’s and stepmom’s place over the summer from college. I get my frozen meal out of the fridge, cook it in the microwave, then chew it down and throw the box and tray away. Not long later, my stepmom walks in the house from work. Her name is Lisa. She’s 39, about 5’4”, with dark hair, and hazel eyes. She locks the door behind her and I hear the thumps of her heels on the wooden floor as she walks into the kitchen.

She sets her black work bag on the table next to me. “Good to see you, Brandon.”“Nice to see you, mom.” I respond.

She then stands over me and gently kisses my lips. “Missed you.”“You, too.” I add.

She then goes over to the trash can to throw her empty starbucks cup in her hand away when she sees the pasta dish I cooked. She throws her mug in and slams the trash can lid down with a thud. Read more »

A Week Of Fantasy Island [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

# Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight in Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required. Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival. Read more »