Category: eroticliterature

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 275-277) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 275: Balls and Masks

“That’s wonderful!” Bob cheered when he heard Beatrice’s generosity.

“Hold up!” Beatrice put up her hand and instantly curbed Bob’s rejoicing. “I said ‘I could’. And I can. But that doesn’t mean I will simply go around spending my powers left and right!”

“I-I see,” Bob’s stature dropped an inch. It all made sense. Not only were Bob and others unable to offer this woman help in the coming games, but she also declared no desire to receive it. What incentive would she have to waste her powers? “What would it take for them to at least temporarily get the chance to feel like men again? Like I did?”

“It will simply depend on how they ask,” Beatrice said with a kind expression but with finality to her tone that made it clear she would not explain further. Read more »

Ashley and Jenny Visit a Gloryhole at the Porno Store (F/M, F/M, gloryhole, blowjobs)

“Oh my god! I can’t believe we are actually in here!” Ashley said. She stepped into the booth. The booth had two chairs and a small table that had lube and tissues on it. There were also two circular holes in the left and right walls. Ashley looked at the television that was up on the wall. A porno was playing and from the looks of it, it was from the 90s. A man and three women were making out on a couch. The women were black, Asian, and Hispanic and all of them had big tits. The male pornstar groped their jugs as he kissed every one of them.

“This is so crazy!” Jenny said from behind Ashley. She closed the door behind them and looked up at the television. The male pornstar was getting his pants pulled off by the three women.

“Look at that cock!” Jenny said as she pointed at the screen. The male pornstar’s dick was long and thick as it dangled between his legs. The women were all on their knees taking their turns sucking his cock. Read more »

One For The Team [F/MMM] (Gangbang)(GILF)(Incest)

Hellen came down stairs in her grandson’s school’s soccer team’s jersey, her busty, sagging breast being held in place by the tightness of the jersey. She’s met halfway down the steps by her eldest grandson, Danny, a fairly handsome young man.

“Goodness, Danny, couldn’t you get me a slightly bigger shirt?” Hellen asked as Danny took her hand.

“Grandma, these were the sizes left at the school, believe me.” Danny giggled. He walked with her to the living room with a couple of his teammates, Joseph and Nick, await for them in their practice gear. “Grandma. You remember Joe and Nicholas?”

“Boys, it has been awhile since I’ve seen you two. You’ve both have grown up so much.” Hellen said.

Joseph shook her hand, and gave her a comforting grin. “Yes ma’am. It has been a long time. It’s great to see…” His eyes averted to her breast. “You’re still doing well.” He felt through his practice shorts his growing erection just from being in close proximity of Danny’s grandmother.

Nick got behind Hellen, eyeballing her tits and well-rounded backside. “We definitely did not want to miss our chances on getting reacquainted, Ms. G.” Nick playfully said, standing shoulder to shoulder with Joseph. Read more »

Requesting Feedback

Hello, I am new to reddit and to writing. I am trying to write an erotic short story. Can I post here if I am looking for constructive feedback on my story? If not, where should I post my story?

Thank you in advance for your help!

Step Sister Corruption Part 262 – Day 139 Free Use Vacay Pt 6 – Deprivation Differences (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

Author’s Note: Avid readers it’s finally happened……I got myself an editor.
That’s right no more faux pas or gotcha moments where my storytelling doesn’t make sense…..grammar wise at least.
Pretty sure there will still be mistakes but my NEW editor starting on Chapter 257 will help pave the way for a new style….and hopefully a more enhanced and greater story.
Say hello to u/Comfortable-Bid-602. They will help keep me honest and question my mistakes.
Story/Writing: u/Lightning454572
Editing: u/Comfortable-Bid-602
—————————————————————————————

*Summer*

I sat in a room the attendants called a ‘*Sensory Reallocation*’ room; we sat as our senses rushed back into us. I could see again; the room was dimly lit, and soft, calming music played, allowing my hearing to return while I sprawled nude on some pillows.
Ok, I wasn’t wholly nude; I had a towel wrapped around my body, but still.

I felt like my mind had overloaded after having all my senses deprived. Supposedly I spent an hour bobbing in that tank of water. However, it felt like an eternity as whatever was in there continued to lightly lick my body, scaring the crap out of me. Still, nothing ever bit me, causing pain. Just an annoying sense that something was nibbling at my body, but each time I went to touch myself feeling for the culprit, the only thing I felt was my own body. Read more »

The Eagle, The Priestess, and the Epitaph Pt. 6 [Fantasy] [MF] [Seduction] [Blowjob]

(Authors Note: Hi Everyone! So this will be the penultimate chapter. Only one more to go. Hope you have enjoyed this. Already working on my next story after the final chapter. )

The morning sun had begun to stir her as she awoke from a deep, uninterrupted slumber. Autumn blinked her eyes open to see the curtains to her bedroom window frayed and tattered, the rod hanging by one side. She blushed and gave a soft smile as she observed a small finch on the ledge chirping as the morning sun blasted into the room. The storm had long past.

She felt his strong arm around her as she laid on her side, blankets thrown over them. She could hear his loud snoring and she blushed harder. She felt his body tightly snuggled with her own as they lie in bed. The dry cum over her face, legs, chest, and so forth still smelt fresh.

She still felt sore too, as her and Anubis had fucked all night long. They basically destroyed her bedroom. The bed was on the ground, the frame, legs, and headboard destroyed. The curtains torn and picture frames and clothing scattered about. Ooops. She wasn’t sure how she was going to explain it to her parents….oh god her parents! Read more »

When You Just Need to be Close [M/F, college, anal, short story]

I knew Kay from the student theater at our university. I was a techie who worked on lights, she designed and made costumes.

She and I had a spark together, but the theater group was full of people hooking up quickly and then being all drama with each other after. We’d let our attraction to each other just smolder.

Then one night, she and I both stayed up until the early hours in a last-minute rush to finish the lighting rig and costumes before a play. We started the evening out with other helpers, but they all drifted away by midnight. It was just us.

We could have been pissed but instead, we had fun working together. I helped her, as much as I could, with the costumes. She helped me with the rigging. And by two AM, we were done, and strangely wired.

We took a walk, in the cool autumn Chicago night. Bought some cider from a street vendor. Wandered a bit; wound up near her place, and she asked me up. The mood was still that of friendship and warmth, but when she’d asked me up, her voice had another, urgent quality. And my “Sure” had the same. Read more »

A Father’s Struggle 50 – Hangover (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

I awoke instantly regretting what I did as I felt like I had the entire iron man competitors using my head as a chopping block with the entire line dance team with spiked shoes dancing on my temples making my head throb something fierce.

My only saving grace there wasn’t much light surrounding me as I could barely make out that I was hanging off a bed with a large plastic bowl under me to catch whatever from me.

I groaned and felt entirely weak.

I heard a feminine voice behind me speak, “Finally you’re awake.”

I hissed out, nearly begging, “Please stop yelling.”

I heard the same feminine voice speak, “I wasn’t yelling.”

I groaned louder, “Yes you were.”

I heard the person lightly chuckle before she spoke, “There’s a small pile of aspirin to your right along with two glasses one is filled with water the other is electrolytes.”

I turned my head to look for the aspirin and instantly regretted moving my head as I went back to looking down at the plastic bowl realizing my neck was stiffer than hell. Read more »

A night I will never forget! (M26) (F25) (F23)

This story is etched into my memory. It was honestly one of the best sexual experiences of my life. It took place around winter time 2015. I was 26 at the time, single and had a pretty good rotating roster of lovers that I was honest with about not being exclusive with. It was a great time. I was working the beach full time and was in phenomenal shape with a good tan.

Two of the women I was sleeping with at the time were two of my best friends. Shelly, a “lesbian” who proceeded to have my dick in her mouth or pussy as much as she had her mouth on another women. She is tall with jet black hair and a soccer build. Athletic and lithe. Small boobs, nice and tight bubble butt, but her abdomen, God I love seeing a woman with sculpted abs that have that “V” line. And boy did she have it! Shelly was 25 at the time and she stood at 5’9. Read more »

Taking my first steps in Sandra’s shoes. [F/M] [Female POV, sex with strangers, first encounters, prostitution]

I was sitting at the hotel bar, still waiting. I already knew, deep down, that I had been stood up. I knew why, too. I had been seeing this guy Mark for a few weeks, and he had clearly been hoping to get in bed already, but I’ve always been kind of shy about that sort of thing. I guess my conservative parents still held some sort of moral power over me, despite me moving across the country to get away from their tepid ways.

My dating life had been miserable for months. I had been called a tease, ghosted, and stood up several times. It was just something about being so… vulnerable, something shameful, about taking that last step into the bedroom with some guy I barely knew.

I was looking at myself in the large mirror behind the bar when someone tapped my shoulder. My heart raced as I turned around, but it wasn’t Mark. It was an older gentleman, perhaps in his late fifties or early sixties. He was tall and had greying hair and a closely trimmed beard, almost a little handsome in a rugged way.

“Hi, are you Sandra?” He asked, looking around almost nervously. Read more »