Category: eroticliterature

Broken Friendzone [Femdom] [Dubcon]

When Avalon showed up at his door, more than a little tipsy, he wasn’t too surprised. “Heyy, mind if I com in?” she asked, clearly having had a drink or three. Jeff was somewhat used to this. Usually, Ava would show up after having a fight with her boyfriend, and he’d let her vent about it and stay the night. They were friends, but for Jeff, it was more like the friendzone. After being shot down a few times with the typical, “I love you, but not in that way,” and, “You’re a really nice guy, but we’re just friends,” he had resigned himself to a completely platonic relationship with her. He still fantasized about her, and sometimes even cried about how she would pick assholes over him, but ultimately he was and would always be just a friend. His other friends, few as they may have been, made fun of him for it, calling him a simp, and deep down he knew that was what he was.

“Yes, of course, what’s wrong?” he asked almost artificially. He already had a good idea of what happened.

“I- that son of a bich! And tha whore Brittany! To timing slut!” Avalon was clearly pissed. Read more »

One Girl’s Hell, pt. 3 [Succubus][Torment][Transformation]

_How many times have I done this?_ The thought occurs as the red haired girl leads me back into the hallway. All the déjà vu has caught up with me over the last dozenish experiences, but how many times has she led me through our doomed escape, and subsequent beastial fate? Every time we get to the same room, apprehended by the succubi, chased by demon dogs or werewolves or whatever they’re called, who then _ravage_ us both. They flood our insides with their scalding cum, then toss her into a pit. I’m always left on an elevated platform with both succubi driving me into the absolute bliss of orgasm, only to be shaken awake by the same _red haired bitch_, with the building climax flicking away the instant my eyes open. Worst of all? Even though I know what’s going to happen,_ I still follow_. We still make the_ same_ mistakes, suffer the _same_ fate, and then start it all over again. It’s maddening, especially since they won’t let me just have that last, __powerful orgasm__!! Read more »

[M] New [F]avorite Bartender Part 1

She brought me a glass of water and said nothing. Just swung to my end of the bar and turned right around. A casual aloofness. It wasn’t disdain, it was a sense of familiarity. Like old friends who are content to enjoy each other’s quiet company. She’s seen my type before, the frazzled grad student who just needs a fucking drink at 2pm on a Monday so he can finally make some progress on his dissertation.

And if she wanted my attention, she surely got it. She was wearing a pair of black Doc Martins, with white frilly socks juxtaposed against golden skin. Halfway up her trim thighs, a cherry red dress interrupted her natural contours, but just so. It hugged her in all the right places. Revealed a petite frame with a surprising curve at the waist and a satisfying bulge where her ass graced the fabric. An unhealthy distance between her thighs. Probably coke induced. (Is that judgmental?) Read more »

My Good Girl [Fictional]{M/F}{Lite Spanking, Switch Erotica}

The moment of truth, I feel good in this moment. I know you’re home. I want you to be alone no distractions, just you and me. I ring the doorbell and my heart skips a beat, your smile pierces my eyes, your hair framed to your face just as it was when I saw you last. I lose my footing and stutter when you come into my view, you see my demeaner slip into boyish exuberance for just a moment. Right when I see your lips part back and your soft eyes attuned in recognition of me.

Your beautiful body naked in front of me. I have thought about this, dreamt about this moment, and there you are. You are so fucking hot, feminine sexual energy made real and standing there excited to see me. My cock swells slightly at the lustful thought of saying nothing at all, pulling you closer and kissing your soft heart shaped lips and how good you taste. How your body feels pressed to mine. Bathing in the smell of you, my hands touching you in places and in ways I have only ever dreamt about. This is all I want, you’re what I desire. Read more »

Dinner Party part 4 [toys, lesbian, three way]

Lily held me down with my collar. Like a particularly disobedient dog, I was pinned flat of my back. John looming over me, his giant erection already entering my pussy. Despite how this had started, I found myself eager and moaning for his cock. He fucked me like a beast in heat and I replied in kind. The two of us grunting and moaning in sync, my legs wrapped around his hips trying desperately to keep him inside me.

I could feel the pulse of his cock inside me, our bodies equally hungry for more. I looked up at Lily’s face, her eyes as wild and hungry as John’s.

“Master, please… I want more” she looked surprised at my request but smiled. She pushed John back and then pulled me up so I straddled him. John wrapped his arms around me and buried is face in my breasts, I moaned as he licked and nipped at my delicate skin. Lily’s hand was working underneath me, she gripped John’s cock and was rubbing it around my entrance. She found it and started pulling me down by my collar forcing me down on John. I started bouncing on his cock and he started thrusting up into me. Read more »

Alexander Thorrson. Telling the Story no.8. “Truth”

Alexander’s saintly behavior is sometimes found in his own words. Sometimes, not. We know people often lie to themselves and to each other, but sometimes, in unguarded moments we think, write, or speak the lovely truth, *and we value those moments as they are so infrequent.*

In chapter four, Alexander writes: “When sexual actions are considered sacred ritual, detailed plans can be made, plans to insure all participants have the best time possible, using our warm human bodies to their fullest and most satisfying potential. I save up my semen a full week for Codie. I save up my semen a full month for Kim. Knowing I will not have opportunity to orgasm with these women until a specific place and time, I prepare. Of course, I masturbate while watching videos of my girls playing with vibrators or sucking my erection, or sucking the erections of other boys. Or the girl bringing each other to orgasm with fingers or dildos slippery fast. I masturbate joyfully, fully erect and moaning, but I do not spurt my cream. I save my cream to spurt fully when with each woman. Read more »

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 263-265) [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.

## 263: Cum-Pleasures of Brittany and Natalie (18++)

“Ah!” Bob let out a barely audible sound of pain from feeling the pressure of teeth against the shaft of his hard cock.

“Ahn! I’m-Sorrhuah!” Brittany instantly let Bob’s cock out of her mound to apologize (and to prevent another “biting” incident), but instead, she found herself moaning from pleasure. Her rock-hard futanari clit-dick that had been ignored for several minutes was now getting a sensual handjob by Natalie.

Brittany remembered that she craved stimulation of her new cock just as much—No, even more than she wanted to suck. After all, Brittany started sucking participant Number Sixty-nine while she fantasized about getting sucked off. Brittany wanted cum. But cum would also flow from her swelling cock just as easily. Read more »

The day I turned bisexual

So I was happened to be in Singapore for my work. On last day of work, my team organised party in a club. I was partying hard, dancing and lot of vodka shots. There was a colleague in that club who was constantly staring at me. I kinda ignored her as I was enjoying myself. Then she started dancing with me and touching me. I was so high that I was not able to sense anything. At the same time I was hitting on some other guy. I gave him my room number to come in. At the same time the other woman was around me. I was so high that I was barely able to walk. She took me to my room at midnight. I asked her to undress me as it was too tight. Maybe she took as a signal and she took my clothes off and started kissing me. She was all over me. Unknowingly I was enjoying all of this. After a while the guy came in which I asked previously. Those two were fucking me like anything. I barely remember what they did but it was memorable experience for me.

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Leaving the Roosevelt Hotel [MF] [mast] [true]

You’re in a musty hotel room with a person you barely know, unbuttoning your shirt in full view of an office building packed with people. Your excitement is evident in the pulse that throbs visibly high up on your elegant neck.

To think it had all started with a Rufus Wainwright song.

Our online flirtation had been going on for a few weeks. You, a New Yorker born and bred; I, a transplant to the Mid-Atlantic. Amid all the gossip about mutual acquaintances and revelations about past relationships, we discussed shared interests: ice fishing, oral sex, thin-crust pizza, cults, the Rufus Wainwright song “Rebel Prince.”

*Where is my master, the Rebel Prince? / They’re breaking everything trying to get to me / In this two-bit hotel / Just to me before this windowsill*

If you hadn’t confided that it was that song that sparked your burgeoning and as-yet largely unexplored interest in kink, we may have never made the reservation at the venerable Roosevelt Hotel. You may have never found yourself standing on the windowsill, your curves illuminated by the afternoon sunlight careening off the Midtown skyscrapers. Read more »

Dinner Party part 3 [non-con, edging, femdom, three way, MFF, toys, bondage]

Lily wasn’t as strong as John but even if I were at full strength I wasn’t sure I could overpower her. She was stronger than she looked. Even knowing that she was planning on using me against my will I couldn’t help but be in jealous awe of her looks. That toned hourglass body and that soft blonde hair was almost enough to make me want her, if only she and her husband weren’t insane rapists.

She had changed my position on the bed. My hands were no longer cuffed behind my back but were tied together above my head. My legs were also above my head forcing my body into an uncomfortable C shape with my head on the bottom. I couldn’t close my legs or even lean away as she climbed on the bed and started playing her fingers along my vulva. Her own was hovering just over my face, knees on either side of my head.

“I’ve been looking forward to this. I’m going to make you beg me to fuck you.”

“Fuck you”, I gasped as she started pressing something into my ass. My hips wiggled uncomfortably at the sensation. A bead popped into me agonizingly and slowly followed by another and another all while Lily’s thumb circles around my clit. Read more »