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[MF] I got into an erotica writing battle on twitter. 1000 word sexy story involving a movie. My entry is called “Guardians of the Phalluxy”

Hey, just having battle with @SDavisBooks. We are using Reddit to judge what we did. You can follow me on twitter @kafkarotica and read more at www.kafkarotica.com

Guardians of the Phalluxy

They played an odd game of hopscotch to avoid the numerous soda stains on the floor. Coral had worn a shortish skirt with heels for date night, making her mini-leaps risky. She followed the rope lights on the floor until she arrived halfway up the near-empty amphitheatre. Then, changing her mind, kept walking to the top row, her boyfriend following.

"This floor is a garbage heap," she said.

"There is no garbage on the floor," Mylo responded, confused. English was not his first language, so he often took her too literally.

"So what is this movie about again?" Coral asked as they nuzzled into the bucket seats, lifting the armrest between them for extra intimacy.

"It is a comic book movie," Mylo said. “It is—how do you say?—images are not real."

Coral latched onto Mylo’s rippling bicep and smiled. "Fantasy. It’s a fantasy.”

"Thank you," Mylo said. Read more »

THE VAN (inc/Mf/daddy-daughter)

“I really appreciate you doing this” said David Edwards to his daughter as he unlocked the door to the burger van. “You know I’m happy to do it” said his daughter Emily, smiling “I know you need the help. And your paying me a bit, even if it is slave wages.” “All I can afford I’m afraid” said her Dad. It was the first day of the summer holidays and, unlike many 16 year olds, Emily was going to spend it working. Her father ran a burger van and Janet, the woman who usually helped him had had to quit recently, leaving him short handed. His daughter had agreed to help him over the summer. He couldn’t afford to pay her much but it would at least give her some money to play with over the holiday period before she went to college in Autumn. Emily wasn’t doing it for the money though, she was doing it to help her dad. Emily’s mum had been glad that Janet had quit, saying that she never liked her. The truth was that Emily’s mum was a jealous woman, despite the fact that, at 44, she was still beautiful, with large breasts and a shapely backside. The thing was, Emily knew that her mum was right to have been jealous of Janet, not only was she a gorgous black woman in her mid twenties, her dad had been fucking her. Emily had discovered this some months earlier. She had decided to pay her dad a surprise visit on the way back from school. She had got off the bus and was walking towards the van when she realised that the van was closed up. This was strange as the van was never closed during the day, her father always trying to make any money he could out of what was basically quite a hand to mouth business. Emily went up to the door at the back of the van and was about to knock when she heard noises inside, noises like the ones she heard from her parents bedroom in the middle of the night sometimes. She reached up slowly and tried the door handle which she found wasn’t locked. She hesitated for a moment – did she want to see what was going on in the van, what her father was doing? She decided she just had to know and opened the door. What she saw inside made the sixteen year old’s jaw drop. Janet was on all fours, facing away from her. She was still dressed, but her skirt had been pushed up revealing her bare, beautiful, black arse. What really shocked Emily was the fact that her dad’s huge cock was buried to the hilt in her quivering pussy. Her father was naked from the waist down and was crouching on his powerful, muscular haunches above his assistant, working his cock slowly in circular motions inside Janet‘s swollen, soaking wet slit. “Don’t stop fucking me. Don’t you DARE stop fucking me.” Gasped Janet. “I’m so close.” Groaned Emily’s father. “Then fuck me like a good little slut.” “Where do you want me to cum” asked her father. “Well you came in my face yesterday” giggled Janet. “I think today I want it on my arse.” “You want me to cum on your sexy, black arse?” “Yes please” groaned Janet, pushing her fat pussy back up against Emily’s dad’s heavy balls. “Ok” said Emily’s dad and with that started pounding frantically at Janets swollen twat, her pussy juices frothing up around his thick cockmeat as it powered into her. Emily was still standing there, almost unable to comprehend the enormity of what was happening. What shocked her the most was that she was not disgusted by the spectacle she saw before her – her dad committing adultery just a few feet away. The truth was she was turned on. Electric jolts were running through her legs, making them weak and shaky and her sixteen year old fanny was swollen and slick with her juices. Almost unconsciously, she put her hand to one of her exquisitely firm breasts, feeling the nipple hard through her school shirt. “Oh god I’m cumming” shouted her dad then. “You know where to spray it” gasped Janet and her father did. He pulled his cock out of Janet’s spasming fanny just as she came, and, taking careful aim, blasted her quivering backside and vagina with blast after blast of thick spunk. Emily thought that she had never seen anything so beautiful, her dad howling in ecstasy as jet after jet of his spunk, the same hot liquid that had created her sixteen years earlier, splashed against Janet’s firm rump and ran down into her swollen vagina and down her trembling legs. Read more »

The Garden Party [M/F] [M+F+/F] [BDSM] [pain] [2nd person]

I met you at the cocktail party in my back garden. I was delighted to see a new face, and you seemed so shy, not knowing anyone else here. Most of the people are wealthy and glamorous, and here you are young and out of your depth. I approached you, and we talked and drank and flirted. You seemed to come out of your shell a bit, and I asked if you were interested in a sexy little game. You said yes and followed me into my large house and to my bedroom.

Now you stand here, a bit nervous and unsure what will happen next. My hands are on your body, peeling the black cocktail dress off of you and tossing it aside, leaving you standing here in only your black silk panties. It surprises you how my soft hands can be so rough in handling your flesh, and my previously friendly voice has taken on a harsh, commanding tone. You suppress a shiver, wondering if it's yet too late to back out. Read more »

Doctor Finally Gets to Play [Part 1] [Mf] [Pseudo-Psych] [Lactation]

Dr. Manning smiled down on Cassie as she awoke softly from her medically-induced sleep. Her eyes fluttered open and she moved to stretch, but found herself strapped in place on the bed. Her foggy mind suddenly started to form coherent thoughts and she became alarmed.

"What…?" Her inner voice wanted to scream. "This isn't a hospital…w-where am I?" Cassie's eyes watered as she became frightened and realized fully her helpless situation.

"Don't be scared, little kitten…" Dr. Manning cooed to her as he loosened the restraints a bit. "It's okay. It's okay. No one is going to hurt you, it's only me." Dr. Manning's strong tone soothed her. The tone of this man calmed her senses and lulled her into a sense of warmth and security.

Cassie's mouth finally started to work. "Where am I? Why am I here? I thought I was only going for a check-up and then…" Tears formed in her blue eyes once again. "No, no everything is fine honey." Dr. Manning hugged her little body. "I just needed to bring you here because I needed to experiment. The world of science has recently made some exceptional advances in attachment theory in the last few months, as I'm sure you know." Read more »

The White, Rich, and Bitchy Club, Part I [mf, hand stuff]

The WRB Club, Part I

By: Inn_cognito

Jon was fucking his blonde MILF in the next stall. I leaned back against the toilet seat as the blonde MILF’s redhead friend sucked my dick. She looked up at me with her green eyes as if to ask if I was enjoying myself. I ran my hands through her soft hair and pushed her head down my dick. I take it that she considered it a compliment because she started to pick up her pace. I could hear the MILF’s stifled moans and Jon’s muffled groaning in the next stall. I had to stifle my own groaning as my new friend swirled her soft tongue around my cock. I could see her fervently toying her pussy, making herself a wet mess for what was about to come. And come I did. She swallowed every last drop of my semen.

“Holy shit,” I whispered to her. “You didn’t have to that.”

She winked at me. “Its ‘k. I don’t want to ruin my make-up. You still good to go?” she asked, tilting her head and licking her fingers clean of her pussy juice. Read more »

Our first time [MF] [Str8]

We get to the apartment and go to the couch. I straddle you and start kissing you with my hands on the back of your head. You put your hand on my thigh and move it towards my body, under my dress. At my hip you feel that I’m not wearing panties, I smile slightly while kissing you because now we both know. One hand stays on my hip while the other keeps moving up my back then around to my tit. You grab a small, firm handful and give it a good squeeze. You are playing with the shape and the softness then your fingers find their way to my nipple. You roll it around, pull and pinch a little. I breathe in more sharply and you pinch a little harder. My hands move from behind your head down your body, but before they can make it to your belt, you pick me up and take me to the bedroom. You toss me down on the bed then flip me over roughly and pull me to the end so my feet are on the floor. You push my dress back and put your hand on my pussy, feeling that it’s slick and wet. Your fingers find my clit and you rub it just a little until I make a slight noise. Now your dick is inside me, I can feel the tip slip in and the hard shaft slowly penetrating me. You pull it out, then in, out, then in. You grab my hips and start thrusting faster. My breath speeds up and so does yours. My ass ripples as your body hits it when you are the deepest inside me. You want to smack my ass. You give it a small slap and I gasp, but then whisper “yeah.” You slap it harder as you pump harder and I’m starting to vocalize my breaths with “uh, uh, uh.” You give it a hard smack and I yell “oh yeah, fuck me.” You grab both my hips and pull me with your rhythm. “Uh, uh, uh, yes right there, oh my god, uh uh uh uh.” My hands are grabbing the sheets, I’m on my toes and you feel my pussy tighten around your dick. You lean over and find my little tit moving with our pace. You catch my nipple and yank it while you pinch it and I tighten up so hard you have trouble keeping your dick in. You are starting to feel it building, you know you’re almost there, you’re pumping, pumping, pumping, here it comes, in out in out in out in. And we’re both quiet during that one last powerful thrust until you have emptied yourself into me. You grunt and I feel it throbbing until you pull it out and fall beside me. We are unmoving as our breath slows.

Daydreaming [MF] [Str8] [exh] [oral]

Someone suggested that you might enjoy reading the story I wrote. I know it's got issues (mainly the tense shift early on and I'd want to flesh out some of the text), but I'm curious to see what people think. Comments and feedback are encouraged and appreciated.

I had an early morning meeting and woke up late. I rushed to get dressed and ready. I grabbed the nearest respectable clothes I could find and rushed out of my apartment without coffee, without breakfast, and made off for the train at a brisk pace. Of course as I reached the last stretch I saw the train rushing towards me. I looked at my watch. There was no way I could miss this train; there wasn't going to be another one for ten minutes and my meeting was starting in 15. "Fuck…" I muttered under my breath. Grabbing the strap of my messenger bag across my chest I took a few warm-up paces before I broke out in a run. I was almost at the steps to the platform when I could feel the rush of air blow past me as the train rushed into the station. I leaped up the stairs two at a time and booked it across the platform towards the open door of the last train car. I heard the warning bell as I was within a step of the door and made hurdled through the opening as the door closed. A few people shook their head as I leaned against the back of the train car regaining my breath. "That'll have to do for the lack of coffee…" I think to myself as I feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. Read more »

The Hotel Room (Mf) [light bd]

This is a chapter in a longer piece I'm working on. Comments appreciated.

The hotel lobby was big and imposing. Gilded crown moldings and over-stuffed brown leather chairs with overpriced suits sitting in them. Adrienne walked quickly through the lobby with her eyes lowered afraid the concierge or desk clerk would ask her a question or offer to help. She paused halfway through the lobby to get her surroundings. The front desk was to the right with two clerks one of whom was helping a guest and the other who was… looking right at right at her and smiling. She quickly turned to the left and noticed a hotel bar. Maybe a quick drink would calm her nerves. No, he was waiting somewhere upstairs in this overly elaborate monstrosity of a hotel. Why would he stay in a hotel this expensive? She never understood why someone would pay this much money for a place they’re only going to sleep. Clean, yes. Nice design, great. But this overly elaborate lobby and bar with a… tuxedoed piano man? Jeez. This was the type of place her friend Claire’s grandparents would stay at. They were always trying to show off their money. She hated Luka a little for making her come to this type of place. Read more »

Mindless despair.

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ooooooooooohhhh… the man groans, as he buries his face in between your tits. You feel him spurt inside of you, and you come; your contractions tightening around his cock, milking it for what he's worth. Your pussy clenches around him, as though you don't want to let him go.

But you know what you did was wrong. You know you're a bad little girl. As you feel his breath on your sensitive, wet boobs, you think of what Master would think of you if he saw cum dripping down your sad, sorry cunt.

He holds onto you for a few more seconds; you try to fight him off, but he dumps all of his load inside of you. The cum sloshes around you as you move. His penis shrinks – it's weird how penises shrink like that, you think, and he pulls himself out of you, slumped on the carpet floor. Read more »