Category: eroticliterature

That guy from High School …glad I waited

So let’s start by saying that I have an insanely high sex drive and am rarely ever satisfied, luckily I met my match and this is a story about how I fell in love with having his dick in my esophagus.

It was a normal, rainy fall day in Chicago, I’m binging Netflix and my FB Messenger dings it’s this guy I went to high school with who I really didn’t think much of but hey I was bored and he was close by. So I went to his house to chill. I walk in say Hi and I instantly knew from the smell of his freshly showered cologne misted body, premium grade weed and Hennessy on his breath that things were going to go down and fast. We’d never done anything before but he had a slight rep in high school(in high school girls didn’t know what to do with him). I sit next to him and slaps my ass as I sit down. Asks me what I want to watch at this time Narcos was popular so I say Narcos and the lights go out. 15 minutes in he starts to caress my nipples and by this point I’m already aroused from smoking. He turns the lights back on and tells me to get naked and face him while I play with my clit, I’m a little shy at the fact that my pussy’s already dripping and I have a wet spot in my underwear. He smirks and as my clit is standing up he gently kisses it and rubs his nose in it. Read more »

In need of someone to write a story for me.

Preferably for free right now but some examples of stories I’d be interested in would be in the realm of …
– rape, bdsm, anal, beast, aliens, tentacles, medical, forced, weird sex positions.
My limits are:
– gore, scat, blood, death.

So yeah they are pretty extreme kinks but I have some ideas for prompts ect if you are interested. Along with some names and body types and stuff like that. Feel free to pm me if you’d maybe be interesting in writing something:)

[M/F] [inc] [mast] “if only he hadn’t been my dad”

They say creative writing is a great way to work through grief and regret. I feel both. Grief. And regret. I lost my father six months ago. He was still young, or at least young enough that it didn’t have to end this way. But the disease just would not listen. Statistics, common sense, averages, none of it mattered in the end. He was gone in the blink of an eye. It took a year from diagnosis to end. Not all days were bad.

At the time, I was an aspiring model, working with an agency, featured in local shows and ads. After he died, real life called. I ended up working at Starbucks. I don’t hate it. Not all days are bad.

That’s the grief part. I attend a support group in town once a week. Last month, the topic of regret came up. Things we wish we had done differently. Things left unsaid. Unexplored. My dad and I had one. A very very unusual one. For, you see, my dad was into me. He was attracted to me. To put it bluntly, he wanted to fuck me. I know because once the disease got him, he lost enough of his inhibitions to tell me. Or at least to hint at it.
I was showing him pictures from my latest show, and he whispered “if only you weren’t my daughter”
I chuckled awkwardly, swiped away from the photos on my phone, and asked him if he needed anything else before I went home. Read more »

His Only Chance (genital swap, dick growth, dick shrink, transformation)

“Julius has one chance to get the ritual correct and his fortunes with women will improve forever.”

[Free on my blog](https://www.loubealysfetisherotica.com/2021/11/his-only-chance.html), a Platinum-Tier [Subscribestar](https://subscribestar.adult/Lou-Bealy) benefit story that was available there 30 days ago.

Also available on [Smashwords](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1115393?ref=LouBealy) at “choose your own price”, if you prefer it in ebook form or wish to make a one-time purchase to support my work.

Whitney : innocent gone wild.

Chapter 1 : The introduction

It was a sunny afternoon. Whitney, a tall young girl with bright blue eyes of 19 years, was eating her lunch. She was tired because of all the sleepless nights, working on her essay to please the professor. The professor, an average sized man in his mid 40s, with a face so cold that you could feel the scary winds when he is hot headed. After her lunch, she went back to her class and checked her report one last time before turning it in. “Is this sentence right? Could I improve it.” Becoming agitated she finally makes up her mind “ No I have to just turn it in”. As she puts her report in a file she notices someone and could not lift her eye off him. Jessie was his name. He was a hard worker, had many dreams, passionate and most importantly greyed our every other guy in the class. He too was tall and was the same age as Whitney but unlike her was energetic and enthusiastic. He had long black hair, blue eyes, soft skin and a decent hairline. Whitney thought he was a new student and couldn’t wait to find out more. She took her report with her and started walking towards him. When she does this I notice her and Introduce myself “I am Jessie your new professor. Are you here to hand in your report? ” Whitney was shocked. She couldn’t digest this new information. “A young handsome boy who is also very smart. This ain’t right”. She handed him the paper and walks back to her desk. He starts his lecture but the only thing she can focus on is him. The way he moves his hand, the way he says “entropy” “lexical integrity” and so on. The way he looked at her to jolt her back to life. “Oh god did he look at me ? I hope he doesn’t think I’m not interesting to him“. Read more »

[Part 4] Lisa Galaxia – The Passengers (voyeur, sci-fi, choose your own adventure)

[Lisa Galaxia Story Hub](https://www.reddit.com/user/Butterflies-n-cream/comments/qp1l5y/lisa_galaxia_story_hub_a_scifi_choose_your_own/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) – plot summaries and links to the previous chapters for people who want people who want to get caught up!

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“So can you tell me anything?” Lisa was getting frustrated now. Her tone had shifted from sympathetic to suspicious.

“Sorry,” the young man explained again, “we don’t want any trouble, we just need to get past the GIMP patrols and get off-world, I promise it’s nothing bad.”

GIMP, the Grand Interstellar Mercantile Protectorate, was the de facto government here and in much of the galaxy. The only ones trying to get around them were criminals and pirates, at least that’s how Lisa saw it. Rachel appeared more sympathetic though.

“Come on Lisa, we can trust them.” Rachel was explaining. Lisa shot her a disapproving glare, but it didn’t seem to make a difference. “Besides, with what they’re paying you won’t need to work for months!”

“Assuming we’re not in jail, or worse…” Lisa retorted, but Rachel was right, this was like 6 months of pay for 12 hours of work.

An awkward silence followed as the traveling couple and Rachel all looked eagerly at Lisa. Read more »

[MF] Maybe it pays to be the patient nice guy after all? Part 1

Hello everyone! This is my first post. I am a longtime lurker on the subreddit though so I have been around for a while. I finally had some free time and decided to take the opportunity to try out writing something myself. This story is partly based on real life and partly based on fantasies with in my mind, feel free to guess which is which in the comments below. The story has a very slow build so sorry if that’s not really your thing, but I want to have plenty of character development here as well. And of course, feel free to give me feedback as I work on part 2 of this story. I have some ideas already for where I want these character’s to go moving forward, but I want to hear yours as well.

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She was perfect. She had beautiful blonde hair that came about halfway down her back. She had deep, vibrant blues eyes, that you could stare into for days as you had a conversation with her, and she had the body of a dancer. She was everything I always wanted, and everything I couldn’t have. I suppose I am getting a little ahead of myself, aren’t I? Why don’t I start at the beginning? Read more »

ABBY, JUNIOR, MEL, and BERTIE – A mother learns to love enslavement by her troubled son and his domineering girlfriend [Incest] [BDSM] [Forced Orgasms] [Rape] [Drug Use]

*Chapters one through five presented in inverse order*

Chapter 5: JEEEEEUSUSSSSSAAA!

I sat on the end of my bed Sunday morning watching Melanie go through my dresser drawers picking out what I was going to wear underneath my dress. The dress she had chosen for me was a light cotton, form fitting thing, and even though it covered me neck to knees, was already too revealing for church – so the underwear was going to matter.

Junior and Mel had decided that maybe it would be good for me to reconnect with my community. But I knew they felt nothing but contempt for the church and all the ‘*delusionals*’ that went, so really it was just another opportunity to humiliate me.

Truth is, I was feeling pretty good about myself from a physical perspective, so part of me kind of wanted to show off. Turns out having a health minded woman around the house has got me in pretty good shape.

I was doing okay for someone my age before she came along because I took long walks and was generally health conscious about food. She’s into kale smoothies though, and intermittent fasting and all that. So of necessity, I am too. Read more »

Daddy

Just lay back and let me suck you. You’re my god; I’ll worship you with my lips and hands whenever you want. You know I’m always happy to get on my knees.

I’d follow you almost anywhere for a taste of that cock, that cum… Just remember I need feeding regularly daddy. It’s a good job I love the thought of keeping those balls empty, isn’t it? That’s the role your little slut wants to fill. On her knees, ever begging for your cock.

Needy. Desperate.

Please. Please daddy, I want to lick your balls, suck them, kiss my way up your shaft. I need to circle your tip with my tongue, mouth tight around you, head bobbing down until you’re balls deep in my throat. And I want you to skullfuck me – you forcing me to take all of you, holding my head down with a hand so I can’t protest. I need you to be merciless, not an inch of pity as I gag and choke and drool on you. Helpless. Impaled on your cock. Your toy. Read more »