Category: sexystories

Tamriel CYOA- 3 [F]

Ruenwel Calrion, a girl praised by her family as a genius mage. When she grew old enough, she was sent to study in the Lillandril Mage’s Guild and quickly proved her intelligence and talent several fields of magic (Alteration, Conjuration, Restoration, and other fields but these three are her best). She acquired the rank of Magician faster than anyone in her age group. Due to Ruenwel’s extensive training in melee combat with one handed weapons of any type, she was allowed to be called a Battlemage of the Aldmeri Dominion. She was even offered a position as Justiciar in the Thalmor.

However her free nature did not allow herself to be controlled by either her family or the Dominion. Although the Summerset Isles was her true home, Ruenwel often thought about adventuring in the territories of the lesser races. Tamriel is large and vast, but being restrained to a single faction to follow orders greatly turned her off.

Thus Ruenwel chartered passage from Skywatch to Anvil in Cyrodiil. And when she arrived… Read more »

Come Inside. [Str8] [Mdom] [MF]

She flirted with Him, but didn’t expect Him to notice.

She walked up to the house, she knew He was inside.

The tension had begun to grow, and she knew what His intentions had become.

She approached the door, she saw Him standing there. His backside showing, His face unclear. Facing away from her. Naked.

She crept slowly, and quietly opened the door. She thought.

He startled her when He said, “I know you’re there, and I know what you want.” He turned to face her now.

His cock was beautiful.

She wasn’t able to mutter a phrase, only “yes” with a sly smile.

“Take your clothes off, get on your knees and crawl to me.” She obliged.

Speechless. Cautiously removing her clothes, and eager to please Him. Naked now.

He watched her, hard, not just her body but her soul.

“Get ready for exactly what you deserve. Flirting with me all afternoon like a little slut, what did you think would happen?!” He smirked.

She crawled long slow strides, glancing at Him with passion in her eyes. Read more »

Artistic License {Part 6} [FF erotic fiction] [F, exh] [Ff, mast]

I'll put links to the rest of my story in the comments. Summary so far: I'm an artist with a special gift: I can manipulate my girlfriend's body using a clay figure, which I made for an art project on sexuality. First I experimented with her breasts, and found that she accepts the change after orgasming. Then I gave her much larger breasts and – just for fun (my fun) – a cock. This is how her day went after those changes.

People were staring. Summer was used to this – men on the street had been whistling at her since high school – but today felt different. Women were looking at her as well as men, and less of them were whistling. Mostly they were just gaping at her, wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Normally she'd get annoyed, or try to ignore it, but today she went with it. It felt nice, having people admire her so openly, like a beautiful piece of art just walking the street. She smiled at at the schoolboy on the corner, wiggled her hips just a bit, and walked into the theatre. Read more »

Kiara and Grace-Part one [ff] [slow buildup] [oral]

Kiara had had a crush on Grace for a while now, but sadly for Kiara, Grace was straight. This made Kiara's life very difficult as she was constantly around her friend that made her heart flutter and certain other parts of her tingle. This meant when Grace's parents were out of town and she invited Kiara over for a sleepover, Kiara saw her perfect chance to try to show Grace just how good being with a girl could be.

Grace opened the door to her house, wondering if her friend was here already. "Hey, you're early," Grace tried to smile warmly, but she was a little groggy from just getting up, even though it was already 1pm. Grace stood at a perfectly cute height of 5'3. She had beautiful brown eyes that Kiara wished she could just stare into for hours, watching the way the light bounced off them just right. Her golden brown hair seemed to flow perfectly down over her shoulders, just over her boobs, curling in all the right places and complementing her adorable body. Read more »

The Natural [MF] [Driving] [Nature]

After driving for so long, everything starts to blur together. Sign after sign floats by overhead, pointing off to some little town or natural reserve. The mountains are beautiful, but there's something almost hypnotizing about the wide expanses of trees and rock face after a while. "We might have to stop soon, I'm starting to get a little tired. " I sigh. "Unless you want to drive?" It's unfortunate, the sun is still high in the sky and there's plenty of daytime left. But I'm exhausted. "No, I'm a little tired too." I can see your reflection as you gaze out the window at the passing rock walls, "Hm…" you hum, looking out the window, "We shouldn't have stayed up so late last night. I was hoping we'd make it there tonight." "I can't help myself whenever you transform into my little slut!" I laugh, "I was ready to go to bed." Your eyes peek over, "Sometimes I don't know what comes over me." Mmm, that raspy drop in your voice, it really does something to me. "Well, I know what comes into you…" I start, but stop. Yeah, that was pretty lame. I think to myself. "That…was pretty lame." you say, and we both laugh at ourselves. Another mile passes by, and you suck in your breath, like you're about to say something. I glance over, and see your knees pushing together, as if holding something back. You squirm a bit. "You know," your voice is little more than a whisper, "I might be able to keep you going just a little while longer." Read more »

The Coffee Crew: Chapter 4: Working Up a Sweat [Futa][TF][anal][oral]

“Am I interrupting?”

Debra’s breath hitched in her throat as she struggled to stuff her stiff fem-cock back into her yoga pants in an attempt to hide it from her audience, but the idea of stuffing the hard meat pole into the spandex-like pants was one that was short-lived as it created a sizable bulge. Even though she had walked into the gym in sweats, she now cursed herself as she remembered leaving them halfway across the room. Her eyes settled on the body that now occupied her doorway, the petite body that barely even blocked Debra’s view of the hallway beyond was familiar to her, and made her body shudder in a mixture of relief, delight, and a tinge of shame. Standing in the doorway was her assistant manager Sabrina.

Sabrina grinned as she slowly shifted her weight so that she leaned on the door’s frame, the dark skin of her arms folding in front of her sports bra clad chest as she eyed the rather large bulge protruding from her boss’ pants. Her lips curled into a devious smirk as she shook her head at the situation, commenting on the situation as if she were talking about a movie she saw the other day, “You know, most women don’t usually bring their toys to work with them.” Read more »

Oedipus takes a Train Part I [mF] [inc]

It was the second day of a 10 day trip…

18 year old Danny and his mom Diana were taking a very long overdue vacation.

The first was spent covering distance to get to the Rocky Mountains. The trip including stopping at some point each day for an afternoon or evening at some interesting spot. Lots of amazing scenery and a lot of walking to do. The train was nice and modern and they did have a compartment. But rather than the 2 beds they had booked they had a single couch. The beds having collapsed and been removed from the other side on the last trip.

The train was full and it was take that compartment or skip it. Danny said he could sleep sitting up and she was small enough to sleep on the rest. He was half right. The first day was all traveling but the second was busy. Diana was beat. And as she lay trying to get comfortable she cursed.

"Something wrong mom?" he asks.

"Yes dammit. This excuse for a couch stinks."

"Yeah. Really. But ya know we are stuck with it and what passes for carpet under us is not very padded. You said you could not sleep there even with extra blankets remember?" Read more »

Woodland Clearing [MF]

I take your hand, feeling your soft warm skin, and begin to lead you tenderly down the path. You take one last look at the cabin that is now slowly being swallowed by the forest as we walk further away from it. The path twists and winds its way through the trees, the occasional scots pine or birch root putting an obstacle on the path and blueberry and raspberry bushes dotted throughout loaded with fruit. Saplings are trying to reach the sunlight that is coming in low over the horizon, the light being lazily broken up by the leaves in the light breeze. I carefully lead you over the obstacles and occasionally pick at a few berries. Their taste indescribable, both of our faces showing pleasure at every berry that we put into our mouths. Read more »

Jennie and Taylor, Part 2 [MFF] [Fdom] [Les]

Taylor and I had been seeing each other off and on for about a month. Taylor is a short girl, but very curvy. I’m small too, thin and kind of flat chested, but still a little taller than Taylor. I have pale skin and shoulder length dark hair, and people tell me I’m pretty in a girl next door kind of way. I don’t get any complaints, understand, but sometimes I envy Taylor’s sexy curves and the effect her gorgeous tits and ass have on men.

We had gone out to a move that night, and the movie was ok, but we were really more interested in touching each other. I’d spent most of the show with my hand on Taylor’s leg, and she’d had her head on my shoulder, occasionally nuzzling my neck or ear. We were excited to get back to my apartment and enjoy some more private time together, so Taylor was disappointed when we got home and my husband Rob was there.

“But I want you to myself,” Taylor complained.

“Sweetie, you won’t even know he’s here if I ask him to stay out of our way,” I explained to her. Rob is very submissive, and was waiting patiently to see what I’d do. Read more »

Artistic License {Part 5} [FF erotic fiction] [F, mast] [first person]

I'll put links to the rest of my story in the comments. Summary so far: I'm an artist with a special gift: I can manipulate my girlfriend's body using a clay figure, which I made for an art project on sexuality. First I experimented with her breasts, and found that she accepts the change after orgasming. Then I gave her much larger breasts and – just for fun – a cock, which I fucked her into accepting.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays, Summer had a part-time job at a local theatre, teaching students intermediate acting skills. She had described the job to me as "directing a play, right? At the end of this class, we put on a play. Only my actors are barely over 18 – hell, some of them are still in high school – so they're too busy paying attention to each other than to me. And they've barely acted before, so I'm not just teaching them how to act in this play, I'm teaching them how to act in general! Honestly, babe, some of them give their best lines when they're trying to get each other's numbers." She grumbled and ranted about it, but I knew she loved it. My talent was in finding art in human interactions, hers was making art from human interactions. Read more »