Category: eroticliterature

I’m looking for a fic i found on literotica but i cannot find anymore and was wondering if it sounded familiar to anyone. It was a a fantasy story with elves and a magic collar

Ok so it was about a male human and a female elf. It started out with the male being in some band going through the forrest then them making camp before he goes off. He finds the elf's camp surrounded and the main girl surrounded by bad guys and wizards. The main character takes them out and brings her back to the camp and after cleaning her up they end up having sex in the tent.

Any ways she is an ambasador trying to get to the humans main city so he escorts her back part of the way. They end up stopping in an in and having sex again. And i caint remember if the collar comes in before or during this scene but they are imporatn. Basically collars to allow a person to controll another and the more runes put on the collar (i think up to seven) the more horrny a person will become.

Anyways they get back to the city and end up dating before she gets kidnapped by some bad guys and we start to learn about a larger plot going on. and the guy gets help from her friends at the ambasadors office who did not like him. And that was it, it wasn't finished but that was all i remember. Read more »

His Womanly Ways (Genderswap Erotica Novel)

My new novel, His Womanly Ways, was published by Torquere Press on May 27th. One week out, I thought I'd share the blurb here!

Alex is a womanizer. He makes no excuses for it. Yes, he picks up women at the local bar, leaving them with just a memory of a good night and a good lay, but he hasn't had any complaints yet. That is, until he picks up the wrong woman. Not satisfied to be tossed aside as just another notch in Alex's bedpost, she curses him, wishing he “knew what it was like for a woman.” And he's about to find out what she means, embarking on a genderswap journey that he can't stop.

Alex starts slowly gaining secondary female characteristics. Waking up with his cock gone, replaced by a vagina, was bad enough. Then it gets worse, as his body becomes more like a woman than the man he used to be. Alex tries to hide the changes he's going through, for fear that someone will discover his secret, but keeping this quite literally “under wraps” might be impossible before the curse runs its course. Read more »

Tea Party (daddydom – yes shes 24)

Drapped in a polka dot sundress and bare feet you entertain a table of empty chairs and porcelain cups. A lavish tea pot steams with earl grey and I can hear the faint whispered conversation you have with your unseen friends. Its sweltering in this room, so much so I began to wonder why you would choose to serve such a hot beverage. Beads of sweat run down my brow to match the ones running down the opening of the low cut dress across your breasts. After languishing in the door surveying the curves of your plump bottom you notice me and beckon me to join. Apparently one of the chairs and cups was set up just for me, yellow tapestry donning a solid metal spoon.

"Come on daddy, we are having a tea party."

"Oh I don't want to intrude. I was enjoying just watching you entertain your guests."

"Don't be silly daddy, most of my guests have left. We almost have the room all to ourselves. You look like you need a drink." Read more »

[F] [Mast] Just a little of my recent activity…

Erica looks at her freshly painted long red nails and traces the tendons of her smooth pale right hand. She sighs. It’s been two months since her ex boyfriend dumped her. The pretty new nails were supposed to cheer her up, but so far they have had no effect. She sighs again. It’s been two months since she last orgasumed in the rough hands that gripped her perky D-cup boobs and thick 6 inch cock of her ex-boyfriend that pounded her vagina until her head was spinning. Just thinking about his huge warm cock inside of her tight pink vagina has Erica’s panties moist. Sitting down on her bed, Erica pulls the profession black dress she wore to work off. This reveals a set of matching sexy black lace thong and bra. The cold air of her bedroom hits the shear fabric of her bra which causes Erica to shiver and her perfect pink nipples to harden. She lays atop her crisp white sheets. Gently, she trails the tips of her red nails up the smooth milky white skin of her inner thighs. Then she moves to the shear fabric of her thong that reveals the beautiful lips of her freshly shaven pussy. With a deep breath she cautiously puts her index finger underneath her thong. She continues to tease her lips as she trails the tip of her nails up and down underneath her underwear. Slowly she presses her index finger against her swollen clit. She circles her clit and moans in the utmost of pleasure. She knows what she needs now and it’s not her ex boyfriend. She shoves her index finger deep into her vagina to test how wet she is. The walls of her vagina happily grip her finger in a desire to be filled. Slowly she trails her finger back up pussy lips and gently flicks her clit. Putting two fingers to her lips she licks her fingers. She starts sucking her red tipped finger nails as if it was a dick she wanted to worship. Pulling her now salvia dripping finger out of her mouth, she shoves them back into her wet pussy. Using her two fingers, she spreads her pussy lips apart and begins to slowly rub up and down, making sure to circle her clit. She begins to increase the speed of her rhythmical rubbing. Up, down, moan, up, down, moan. But it’s not enough. She starts to increase the pressure of rubbing. Harder, harder, harder, her pussy is screaming. Reaching down to her cervix, she curls her two fingers and gives a few sharp finger poundings against the sensitive spot. “Oh yes” Erica breathlessly moans out. It’s as if her fingers have a mind of their own, and the red nail of her index finger, begins to circle the rim of her vagina. Slowly she pumps her index finger in and out, enjoying the feeling of her smooth wet, tight walls. Wanting to build her orgasum some more, she moves her hands up to the top of her pussy mound and begins to grind her hand against it, making sure to apply various degrees of pressure. This drives her clit wild, and she begins to feel the tell tail signs of her orgasum building as her cervix begins to tingle in a way that is begging to be pounded.

Yoga Pants on the Subway Fantasy (FtM)

It's late, 2am. I've got a little buzz going on after yoga class and drinks with friends afterward. I'm still wearing my yoga pants and a low cut tank top. I step onto an empty subway car and sit down across from you, not even noticing you until I'm sat down. We make eye contact. You're very handsome. I look away quickly with a smirk on my face. I had sex the night before with my fuck buddy and it only left me wanting more cock. I've been horny and aching for male attention all day. My pulse starts to quicken when I glance your way and see you looking at me. You smile a little and so do I.

I collect my hair together and arch my back a little as if I'm tired and stretching. You keep looking and I pretend not to notice. I bend forward to "look" for something in my bag. I hope you're checking out my cleavage. I glance forward still and you look away quickly but you start imagine something. Read more »

Loving girlfriend brings you a cute girl while at a convention together. (ending left to your imagination)

You're lounging on our bed reading something on the computer, sipping on some really good beer, when you hear the door open and my voice along with another girl's. I'd walk in proudly, arm-in-arm with this cute, young thing from the con. She's petite and well-built, long wavy hair dyed bright pink for the con, wearing what is clearly what she was planning on wearing to the rave that night, the combination of tight and loosely-fitting, bright clothes matching the energy in her eyes and smile.

I'd introduce you two, explaining that we just got back from having drinks at the bar, and that she confessed after a couple that she really wanted to come back and meet you. She'd seen you wandering around earlier and said she was really glad she had the chance to come back with me to see you again.

You shut the laptop and move it away to make room, but we aren't coming up to join you. "Go ahead and strip for him." She'd drunkenly blush and giggle, then start tugging her top layers off to reveal a fittingly-cute yellow and light blue bra that cup breasts that look to be a perfect handful, her matching panties barely peeking out of the top of her denim shorts. Clearly she really wanted someone to see the way they fit the theme. Slutty little thing really wanted to get fucked, it seems. Read more »

[MF] The Badlands Hike – Part 1

Hi /r/eroticliterature! I'm new to the community, and wanted to submit this story for your enjoyment. If you like it, I've got others where this came from. But this one I just wrote today, so it's hot off the presses.

I tried to copy and paste it here but it's more than twice too long for the character limit. So here's a link to where I posted it online:

http://www.sexstories.com/story/69063/the_badlands_hike_-_part_1

If anyone has suggestions about better places to post stories in the future, or mods who want to suggest that I don't link my stories from other sites, or any comments or critiques of my writing, I'd love to hear them and see if this sub can be a good home for me.

The Man, and The Bottom – Chapter 1.

Hopefully this is a good story! Just an idea at this point, I hope to flesh it out in the coming days and add more chapters to the relationship!

The Bottom enters the sterile room, no other words can really describe it. From the white walls and tiles, to the lack of furniture – like a hospital room, yet quieter and less furnished- The Bottom stands patiently by the door, gazing at The Man seated on his leather throne.

The Man gazes at the fresh offering, and for a moment remains silent – simply taking the sight of The Bottom in. After what feels to The Bottom like an eternity, his mouth curls up into a slight smile and he finally speaks: "You will walk to the back of the room, slide your underwear down your legs, and then bend over the sofa. You will not speak, and you will not look at me any further."

The Bottom considers the instructions for a moment, before moving to the back of the room. Without another word, The Bottom begins to reach under its shirt.. The Man quickly speaks again, in a soft whisper that can only be heard due to the utter silence of the room: "What did I say?" Read more »

After Dark in the Park

We were greeted by a cool, crisp night as we left the bar. Still feeling a bit too warm and dizzy to drive home quite yet, I suggested we take a walk around the neighborhood to clear our wine-clouded minds. I wrapped my arms around myself to hold my cardigan close, thankful I had grabbed it on my way to meet him- my sundress was providing little warmth now that the sun had gone down.

“You cold?” he asked, resting an arm around my shoulders. Even if I hadn’t been, I would have been delighted at the touch. I spent all night trying my hardest to flirt with him- lingering eye contact, resting my hand on his from across the table, playing with my hair too much, even going as far as too lean over the table far enough for my cleavage to be almost pushed out the top of my dress. At first I thought he was just shy but as the night went on I began to fear he just wasn’t interested. Maybe he still saw me the same way he did while we were growing up together. Read more »

Test drive for a new corset

This is my first submission, feedback is much appreciated.

We walked through the mall after lunch. It was a rare weekend where we both had some time to kill and neither of us were ready to end the "date" early. We talked about anything that came to mind and no topics were uncomfortable between us. That was unique to our friendship, we both knew enough about each other to know that there would never be any judgment, only honest feedback. There was a lull in the conversation as we passed a lingerie store.

"I really need to get a new corset," she remarked idly as we continued past the store. I stopped us.

"Well, let's go look."

"You want to go in there?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm interested to see your taste in corsets." Her gaze turned skeptical for a moment, then she shrugged and led me inside. I followed her as she browsed around the store. She stopped at a display of corsets in various colors and designs and a girl working there approached as she did. Read more »