Category: eroticliterature

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 239-241) [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.

## 239: Penetrating Deep

“PETER KILL EVIL BIMBO!” Peter’s head roared as the monster dashed at Beatrice.

“Looks like there’s little doubt concerning which of the two participants our lovebirds hold a bigger grudge against,” Thelicia commented. “Skewering a man’s penis like a sausage at a campfire will do that.”

The monster aimed to squash Beatrice with its war hammer, but Beatrice avoided the attack.

“Eh?” Beatrice noticed a difference in the monster’s attacks. Just as the two engaged in combat again, Number Sixty-six took a deep breath, collecting air into her lungs, and breathed out through her mouth the same smog that she unleashed before, handing out a second dose of her fumes to Beatrice and the monster. Read more »

Caged [Fantasy] [M/F] [Premature] [Penis Shrinking] [SPH] [Chastity]

Here I was, walking home after another day of work. For the last few months, I feel like my wife was a bit dissatisfied. I tried to initiate sex a bit more and take her on some weekend trips. I don’t know why, but she seemed frustrated by something.

“What’s that?” I asked myself. For an unknown reason to me, I had drifted off my usual route to the entrance of a small thrift shop I had never seen before. Strangely, I felt compelled to enter it.

Once inside, a small-framed woman greeted me: “How can I help you… Wait, do not tell me. I can see it. A loving couple but a frustrated wife. I know what you need.”

Without waiting, she went under the desk shuffling through articles.

“Here you go! That is what you need,” she said, presenting a cock cage.

Shocked, I answered: “What? Why?”

“Because you only think with your dick, and you never noticed your wife faked her orgasms. With this, you will be forced to focus more on her needs. But I am not forcing you to take it, it is just a suggestion.” Read more »

Shaving Beth (romantic, f/f)

After a quiet night in with a couple of glasses of wine, Beth decided to have a shower before bed. She stripped off pants and kicked away her panties, then pulled off her top. She had already taken off her bra earlier while watching TV. As she lifted her shirt over her head, she noticed the small growth of hair under her arms, as well as those at her crotch. Beth made a mental note to shave sometime soon.

As Beth stepped into the shower, her wife came into the bathroom. Jenn pulled out her shaving gear; soap, brush and razor from the drawer and set them on the counter. Then she joined Beth in the shower. Under the hot water they took turns washing, soaping themselves up, a hand occasionally straying to the other’s body, caressing a shoulder, chest, ass.

As usual, Jenn finished his shower first and stepped out. Through the fogged glass Beth watched her towel herself off, then with the towel around her waist, take the shaving brush and build up a thick lather of cream. While she showered, Beth watched her rub the cream into her armpits. With a few practiced strokes she removed all of the stubble, leaving her underarms bare. As her wife dried herself, Beth stepped from the shower. She took her own towel and dried herself, before wrapping it around her wet hair. Read more »

Justin and Katie Part 1 [mf] [consensual] [work wife] [teasing]

Hey, everyone.

I started writing this a year ago and just came back to it. Let me know if you think something is there I would be more than happy to share more and if you guys really like it, I can keep going.

This was inspired by another Redittor who snapped a picture of herself in a similar dress that I describe the female in — ***Don’t worry, I cleared it with her to make sure it was OK that I used that as my muse.***

Thanks!!

# Part 1

Justin Wentz leaned over to get to Katie Karroll’s ear, “Yeah; like those old bastards did any of the heavy lifting on any of those accounts.”

Her perfume caught him off guard. Its subtle flowery hints had him linger closer to the nape of her neck for a beat longer than he anticipated which allowed him to get a closer look at the cleavage through the top of the swooping neckline of Katie’s green plaid dress. Nothing unprofessional, mind you; Katie couldn’t help that her body was curvy. Read more »

anybody know harrasment story in literotica?

i love sexual harrasment story.

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like George VI, GeorgeTasker’s stories.

if pervert ugly man molest beauty,

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it will be perfect

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anyboy know more story about this?

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or got same fetish like me?

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sorry for my bad english

Lusting after brother’s wife Pt.2 [MF] [femdom] [penetration] [cum eating] [degredation] [humiliation] [light impact play]

This is the second part to the story so that’s why it starts so abruptly.

Criticisms welcome. I want to make this a story with multiple parts. Thank you for reading. Let me know what you think!

Then yet again, he couldn’t ignore this feeling, this intense need for Dove. He had started to notice her more and more. Her lips when she talked, her perfume, the way her soft body felt against his when she hugged him goodbye, when she happened to bend over in front of him to pick something up, all haunted him, seeped into his dreams, especially when he felt lonely. When he laid down in his bed every night she was there next to him, her backside pressed comfortably against his front. He told himself that it was fine because his dreams never got that bad. They didn’t do anything too risque, at least not most of the time. His dreams would usually follow the same order. Dove would slightly move her hips, at first just to get in the perfect comfy spot, but soon her movements became too big to be unintentional. She would grind against Casey, softly moaning. His cock got hard and he started to breathe deeply into her hair as precum dripped onto his boxers. When he couldn’t contain himself he grabbed her hip and pulled her harder against him. She would yelp in surprise, but soon picked up his rhythm. Dove’s hand would slide down behind her and take Casey’s cock out of his boxers. Her soft hands would slide the precum down his tip and she would finally guide his cock to her pussy. This is where Casey started to hold his fantasy back. His cock throbbed to feel her warm pussy around it, but Casey just slid his cock back and forth against her. Dove would be wet and dripping, her body begging for him, but he couldn’t do it. Sometimes in the dream, she would try to encourage him. Read more »

Lusting after brother’s wife Pt. 1 [MF] [femdom] [penetration] [cum eating] [degredation] [humiliation] [light impact play]

This is only split into 2 parts because of the length. Part 2 actually gets into the sexy stuff and it picks up immediately after this one.

Criticisms welcome. I want to make this a story with multiple parts. Thank you for reading. Let me know what you think!

The men did not look at all alike, but Dove couldn’t help seeing them as one. Jonathan made himself as wide as possible, spreading his legs and resting his arms out on the edge of the couch. He was determined to look comfortable, dominant over his household, but he wasn’t fooling anybody. Agitation radiated off of him. His brow was creased, stomach and shoulders tight, jaw clenched, and his hands were in fists. Every time a lock of his hair touched his face he was quick to flick it back. Everything about him in this moment contrasted with his brother, Casey who had been confined to a small square of the couch. Casey held his body in close, afraid to encroach on his brother’s property. He knew he was unwanted, and Jonathan made every effort to make him feel unworthy of anything in his house. To Jonathan, Casey was untouchable, a presence he would pay to not be associated with anymore. Dove had a soft spot for him though. Sure, he was skinny, he didn’t dress the best, he needed a haircut, but she couldn’t help seeing him as an extension to her husband. Jonathan and Casey were identical twins, but their wildly different paths in life had molded them to be inverses of each other. When Dove looked at Casey it was like looking at a different version of her clean-cut husband. Read more »

Detective Sarah Shaw Finds the Killer

Here is [a Twitter thread](https://twitter.com/RaphaelSharpeX/status/1496193451435700227) on a premise for a dark erotic story I have in mind.

And here is [a Google doc](https://docs.google.com/document/d/1PxU4Ff-HYNpKZzUtTcxNIFnWdj8XQsaQwH4xlnOKJCE/edit?usp=sharing) of an example draft for the final sequence. What do you think?

Not Quite Sloppy Seconds

This is my first submission and based on true events.

The scent of arousal fills the air, low sounds of her breathing permeate the room. The rhythm of the music playing is Interrupted by deep sighs and intermittent exclamations, you can almost feel the tension building.
As she spreads her legs wider and reaches down to guide the penis into her, a sharp inhale of pleasure and a low rumbling moan escape her lips
She arches her back as the pace builds, breath short, goosebumps slightly raised around her hard nipple.
She turns her head and makes eye contact, reaches her hand to me, and mouths “I Love You”, She has never been sexier.
He grunts and quickens his pace as they build together towards orgasm. She raises her hips to meet his thrusts, wrapping her legs around him. Urging him on.
She climaxes first, her 6th or 7th of the evening. Her eyes roll back in her head as she calls out to her creator. Nails raking his back. Toes curled at the end of her outstretched legs.
He announces his orgasm loudly and enthusiastically. He grips her hips as he fills the condom.
He rolls off of her panting, “wow that was…. Wow”, “Amazing”
She chuckles softly and chides him “Better take a minute to recover, I’ll be ready for you again shortly”
She lays on her back, skin flush, a thin sheen of sweat covers her body. The fine hair on her skin stands straight up. Her make-up is smeared; her meticulously done hair is now a disheveled mess. Her puffy lips form into a wry smile as she catches her breath.
Her breast rise and fall with her breath, sloping down to her flat stomach. Her labia spread slightly, a wet spot has formed beneath her, evidence of her arousal.
She purrs as she regains her senses. The smile is now much more predatory. She is ready again.
She takes my hand and pulls me onto her, biting my lips gently as I guide my erection into her wetness. I love the feeling of being second, of seeing her arousal third person, right before she focuses on me.

Tips and tweaks from the ladies needed

First off, I’m a man, and I’m not a writer. Never have been, and probably never will be. This all started because I have a ridiculous hotwife fantasy. She doesn’t want to sleep with anyone else, so I’ve tried to think of other things to kinda satisfy the fantasy. Now she is a writer, and good at it, though she’s never written any kind of erotica. My idea was that she could come up with a story of her own (fictional) account of cheating on me while at work. My intent was to help fulfill the fantasy for me while also giving her a chance to be creative and tell me a bit more of what she would like. She agreed, just wasn’t sure where to start, so I thought I could maybe give an outline for her to complete with detail. It started out that way, as you will notice in the beginning, but I got into it, and carried away. It’s written from her perspective to tell me, but again, I’m a guy. I can only go at what I guess at and my imagination, so any tips and/or tweaks to make it more realistic would be greatly appreciated. Again, I’m not a writer, I just got carried away, but now I wonder if her reading it might be a good turn on for her, so I want it to be awesome, lol Read more »