Bella’s First Scene (Cuckquean) FFM

There are three characters in this story: the Cuckquean, the Husband, and their Cake.

The story is written from the Cuckqueens perspective. Please feel free to comment or ask questions, as this story is based on real-life events.

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We planned to meet twice this coming week, and it’s been almost two weeks since we last saw each other. The longing to meet again has had everyone anxiously waiting.

On the first morning, she arrives full of happy vibes because she can’t wait to kiss him passionately after the hot erotic dreams she’s been having about him lately. She knows that she is always the center of attraction when they meet, because he treats her like the Princess she always wanted to be. She knows that the dream of receiving pleasure until she cums repeatedly is about to become a reality today after a very long ten days of torture without him. Today she is the Queen.

Erotic Transformation Fantasy Story

Hi everyone,

Unicorns, magic, transformation, love, character development, body image

I wrote a piece a while ago which is quite fantastical. Erotic, magical body transformation with what I think are interesting characters.

So far no one has read it 😆😔! But I would love some feedback before I write the second story in the series which I’ve had planned for ages.

Is there a subreddit anyone could recommend so I could find people interested in this quite niche story.

Thanks so much for any advice. I’m sure every writer feels like this, but it’s painful that this story is sat there unread! I’m sure someone will enjoy it.

Thanks,
Limi

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 245-247) [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.

## 245: A Costly Mistake

“Oooh, what kind of an attack could participants Twenty-five and Twenty-six be preparing?” the announcer’s voice echoed through the arena as a giant black energy vortex grew in power, unleashing dark winds in all directions.

Number Thirty-three lost balance as he was one of the closest to the suddenly appearing dark presence. His gaze inadvertently gravitated toward a much greater power than the fly that he chased. The beastkin realized the error of his way only in time to catch a kunai with the palm of his hand.

“GAARGH!” Number Thirty-three screamed from pain and anger. He knew that this pain was preferable to the alternative of catching the kunai with his face, but his pain and embarrassment were only matched by the rage that he felt for the little fly that dared wound him with such underhanded tactics when it should have already been squashed long ago.

The First Story I Ever Wrote [MF] [D/s][Bondage]

I had been thinking hard to find a way to satisfy you, never being able to please you in the past with what I gave. I decided to be a little gutsy. I wanted to surprise you, make sure that you’d be pleased with me. I follow you to work, it’s cloudy as if it might rain, perfectly allowing me to get away with wearing a long trench coat belted at the waist. A garment which would look ridiculous on any other day. Little does anyone know I’m wearing nothing underneath. I slip past everyone in your office building so I can make sure there will be no questions. Our relationship has been such a secret. With every meeting just like in the bar that night when I teased you….. no one knew you’d be the lucky man to take me that night.

And in those nights, she loved him [MF/M/F]

She was 22 when she met him, so charming and funny in class, and full of interesting ideas and new places to visit. Before him Mi-kyung had never been to a comedy club, a 1920s-themed speakeasy, or a sushi restaurant where the food was delivered on a rolling train that *chuff-chuff*ed around on a track and brought her all sorts of delicious treats at every go ’round. Camping in the mountains was relaxingly wonderful, parasailing on the ocean was exciting, and walking hand-in-hand along the water’s edge at the nude beach made her flush with quiet self-confidence as he told her how pretty she was, as he assured her how none of the other women on the beach could compare. Her first time was on that beach, lying in under the moonless stars on the sand, a single tear invisible in the night as he first pierced her painfully, then stroked her hair as he moved his hips between her legs, biting her lip in growing discomfort as he moved faster and faster before coming within her, hot and sticky as he withdrew, blood and semen drying on her thighs as they lay on the beach and watched the stars above. He told her how special she was, how wonderful she felt, and she felt safe in his arms in the deepening night. They laughed as he left his shirt behind, sticky with their love, stained red with her virginity, and in that night she loved him.

Two Birds of a Feather: An Animal Crossing Story [mm] [birds]

Brewster was a bird of few words; Blathers, too many. Yet their improbable love carried them through the darkest times of Tom Nook’s Reign of Terror.

Blathers may have been a blow hard, but he was wiser than the average owl. He knew when Nook came to power that he would soon become a social outcast. He made a measured decision to hide his lifestyle and make himself useful to the regime.

He was an Entomologist by trade. He knew that Nook made plans to hop from island to island, pillaging resources to sell for profits in order to fund his war machine back on the mainland. One of the most profitable industries was underground fossil sales. He approached Nook and made a proposal. He would assess and collect fossils under the guise of running a museum, and funnel all the fossils through Nook’s company store, Nook’s Cranny, where it could then be sold onto the Black Market.

The scheme was an enormous success and Blathers soon rose in notoriety as Nook’s right hand man.

Yet he held onto his secret, fearful that this delicate arrangement could come crashing down at any moment were he discovered.

For the last time! You have two girlfriends at home! [Incest][MFF]

[Originally a reply to this r/dirtywritingprompt post.](https://old.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/tq2011/wp_incest_mom_can_i_have_a_girlfriend_your_mom/)
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“Can I please have a girlfriend? Please?” I begged.

Mom huffed. This was my tenth time asking her this week. The only thing stopping me from dating was my overly protective mother.

She was an attractive woman, a little on the plumper side but I could never imagine men not finding her pleasing to the eye. Though for whatever reason she never remarried. The only man in her life was me.

“What do you need a girlfriend for?”

“It’ll be nice to have some female companionship.” I said.

“Mary!” She yelled, calling up to my sister.

Mary, my older sister, walked downstairs. She was thin and tall, taller than me. She had always had a skinny frame and long legs. They were only accentuated by her short-shorts.

“Whaaaat.” She moaned.

“Hang out with your brother, he’s bored. Be his girl friend.”

“Ugh.” She complained, standing next to me, arms crossed. “Well he’s boring *me.*”

“I mean- it’s a little more than being bored… A girlfriend will do things for me that a sister won’t.”

Justin and Katie Part 3 [mf] [consensual] [work wife] [teasing]

Well, since some of you seem to like what I have going on here, here’s another update.

It’s amazing that you guys have accepted what I have written. Never in a million years would I think this would be a thing. For that, I am thankful.

[READ PART 1 HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/trddyt/justin_and_katie_part_1_mf_consensual_work_wife/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[READ PART 2 HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tt6kw8/justin_and_katie_part_2_mf_consensual_work_wife/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

# PART 3

Justin was at his desk on the phone with his wife Alex as Brad had poked his head in around the door.

“No, no; just the four of us,” Justin said as we waved Brad in and pointed to a chair for him to sit.

“Yeah, big stuff. This team is amazing,” he said as he smiled at Brad. “Sure. I will. He’s right here now. OK. You, too.

“What’s up, Brad?”

Brad chose to stand instead of sitting as he knew Justin never stayed on the phone with Alex too long during their calls. “Katie is here,” said Brad before leaning in over the desk and whispering: “She seems a bit … off.”

“Why is she outside?” Justin said loudly. “Katie, get yo’ ass in here!” Justin stood leaning on the front of his desk after making that statement l and Katie walked in.

My Dark Lover [monster boy][tentacles][impreg[

I twirled in the mirror, my skirt fluttered, showing off my grey tights and lack of panties . I wore one of my husband’s dress shirts, tied just under my breasts, showing off my midriff. I took my brush and brushed through my straight shoulder-length black hair

I left my house and drove down to the local bar. My husband wasn’t here this week, and I wanted to bring someone home.

I parked, and walked up to the door. A gentleman opened it for me, but something about him felt off. He was tall, muscular, with medium length black hair. He wore a dress shirt and slacks, a small black steel ring with strange markings on his left hand.

“May I buy you a drink?” he said.

I shrugged. “Sure, you seem interesting.”

We both went up to the bar, sat down, and he ordered.

“A rum and coke for me.” he gestured to me.

“Appletini sounds good.” The short bartender nodded and began making the drinks.

We made small talk, learning about each other, I told him my name was Nancy and I learned he went by Nigel. The whole night something about him felt strange, and I think he knew I knew.

Breeding the Family [MF]

We’ve always been a close family, the five of us spending a lot of time together over the years. Growing up, we’ve stayed in the same home. It’s a two story suburban house, with ample lawn and foliage spread throughout the front and back gardens. Most of the living spaces and my parents bedroom are down stairs, whilst our bedrooms were all on the second floor.

Luckily, being the oldest meant I had the first choice of rooms. Naturally I picked the biggest room, with the best lighting and it’s own ensuite. It’s always been a point of contention, as my younger sister also chose a decently sized room, whilst my youngest sister had to have the smallest one, sandwiched between my other sister’s and their shared bathroom. It’s great to be the eldest, hey?

It was also probably harder for my youngest sister, as she’s several years our junior, whilst we are barely a year apart. This meant we spent a lot of time together over the years and have developed a very close bond. Ever since my youngest sister turned 18, she’s been acting weird around me and I’m not entirely sure why.