Category: eroticstories

Lord Sasuke sat proudly on a ceremonial throne carried on shoulders by his foot soldiers. The ceremonial throne consisted of a richly adorned armchair covered with silk, on top of which was fastened a complex meshwork of chains that held a crippled giant sex fairy whose vagina kept Sasuke’s now bald head warm and moist. On both sides, there were two gilded rings, through which a long rod was inserted to allow the foot soldiers to carry Sasuke and whatever that other thing was. Sasuke grabbed the frame of a hand mirror and made a small sex fairy squirt a huge one to create a magnifying liquid so that Sasuke could peer into the distance.

“Hmm, let’s see how the battle is unfolding.” said a musing Sasuke. “I doubt the enemy forces are a match for us.”

Sasuke saw a dozen of giant ogres suffocating as a ring constituted of sex fairies attached mouth-to-pussy went through their mouths and came out of their asses rolling through their own army and spreading chaos among their own ranks. Some of the demons seeing their waifus pass by rushed through the swarm only worsening the chaotic mess that unfolded before them. Read more »

I had a long day and needed to rest for just a moment. I laid back on the middle of the floor, fully dressed, legs crossed. Daddy was standing there, but this wasn’t an invitation. I was exhausted. We made eye contact as he walked closer.

He placed his foot directly over my clit and started moving it. Instantly, I felt tingles all over my body, my pussy was drenched. “Spread your legs open” he commanded. I did as I was told. He kept rubbing my pussy with his foot. I felt gross, but it felt so good. I could feel my wetness increasing.

“Daddy may I rub?”

“You may.”

I slid my fingers underneath my shorts and panties snd started rubbing my clit while staring into his eyes. He kept his foot on my pussy pressing it into me while I massaged my clit. All I could think was “god this feels so fucking good.” He moved his foot down to my ass and back to my pussy. Then he placed his foot on my chest, holding me down while I kept rubbing.

“Daddy please spit on me.” Read more »

A gigantic ballsack sailed through the high seas. It featured a small-waterplane-area twin hull at the ends of which were sex fairies swimming with their rollerblades still on. The disgusting perverted ship had a small Japanese man acting as the bridge of the ship. His head was constantly swivelling like a turret looking for a prey. There, at the horizon, he located the city of Valencia with its lush ports and beautiful women. The gigantic ballsack made itself thinner and sped through the waves. The man who shall not be named, Sasuke, hit the land and its ominous shadow covered the whole port. A woman who just stood there, petrified by the horrifying sight, was the first victim. Sasuke’s dick fired a barrage of semen at that poor thing, and then another victim, and another until the whole port was turned into glue. The gigantic ballsack then made its way to downtown aided by the sex fairies on their rollerblades, but the streets of Valencia were so sinuous and unevenly spaced that his ballsack had to stretch itself to the hilt, which turned Sasuke’s face red and contorted his feminine face, which had been constantly grinning until that point. Hours later, the streets were strewn with viscous women all over. When he reached the city square, he saw a formidable spire on top of which was a monument of a great explorer. The fairies just sped through it not thinking of how delicate a man’s genitalia is until the statue poked a hole through his ballsack, which killed him almost instantly. The end.

The witches of Greed had deliberated after hours of deliberation inside the dormant ivory shard amidst the broken, layered and unordered time of the void realm. It was a unanimous decision. The grand cow of mystery rendered the verdict.

“Sasuke, you shall perform a Vahkr recital before the audience, and only then shall we decide how to end your existence.” the cow spewed with his ruminating mouth.

“I shall do as you wish.” replied a confident Sasuke. “However, I ask you to bring me the harmonicum my master played before he was executed. The music he produced transcends the broken time of our glorious realm. It’s my personal belief and yet my greatest conviction.”

“Bring it in!” the cow ordered.

The goblins brought in an open ended barrel inside of which big-breasted wenches were breathing air through a straw as the air broken by time couldn’t be breathed inside of the barrel. At the edge of the barrel, time was rapidly accelerating as in a waterfall and made their bulging pussies sweat the sweet aroma of their lewd and uncensored organs.

“Let’s see how long he lasts.” the cow muttered to himself. Read more »