Working on a collection of scifi/fantasy/horror erotic short stories! Looking for a bit o’ feedback.

So, as the title says, I've started work on a collection! I'm about a third of the way finished, with all eleven stories fleshed out, and only the actual writing to be done. And now I'm basically just looking for as much feedback as possible as I move towards self-publishing.

What follows is the very first part of the very first story: Heretic's Regiment This little preview is decidedly SFW–the steamy stuff doesn't come until a little bit later. Let me know what you gals (and guys) think! Feel free to rip it apart or praise it to high heaven–I'll appreciate it either way XD

Also, if you like what you see and want to be a Beta reader down the road (could be a while!), feel free to message me and we'll get to know each other a little bit better!

Heretic's Regiment Read more »

Yet Another MILF Party…With a Twist [Str9, mmFFFF, anal, inc, mast, oral]

“So dude, I don’t want to sound weird or anything, but I think you should hook me up with Mrs. Skye or Janet again. I’ve been going through a bit of a dry spell,” Jon said to me on our walk home from school. I knew it would only be a matter of time until this came up, but since then, there had been a bit of a complication. Not only was I fucking Janet and Mrs. Skye, but I’d also started fucking Jon’s mom, and she wouldn’t be happy if she found out that I had arranged something with the other two without including her.

“Yeah man, maybe soon, but I don’t want people to start thinking something is up,” I responded, trying to dodge the topic.

“Don’t fuck me over man. How can you take the two hottest fucking MILFs around and not even give me a shot?”

“Fine!” I almost shouted at him. I just wanted to end the conversation. “Tomorrow night I’m going to Mrs. Skye’s house with Janet. If you just shut the fuck up, I’ll let them know you’re coming too.” Read more »

The Beach After Labor Day [m,f]

It never fails. I feel like I'm constantly waiting on my friends. But by now I know the routine well enough not to expect them to follow through with the plans that we made. I check my phone. Sure enough, Amy texted me "sorry Lo. gotta work. lunch later?" I'm only here for the week and so far I've barely seen her. But it could be worse. At least she lives close to the beach. And by now I knew the best route to get to West Palm Beach with limited traffic and ample parking. So I change into my blue and white bikini, threw on some shorts and a tank top, grabbed my beach bag still packed from the day before and headed out the door.

I drive the short drive to the parking lot, park the car, grab my bag, and set off to the same spot I had been going for the past three days. My sandals come off the minute the concrete ends as I walk toward the lone umbrella sticking out of the sand. Seemingly miles away from anyone else. I spread out my blanket, set my bag on top of it, and strip down to my bikini. I lay down and pull my book out of my bag, enjoying the view of the nearly empty beach. I purposefully plan my yearly trip to see Amy the week after Labor Day so that everyone else is back at work and the kids are back in school. Much more peaceful that way. I find my bookmark and resume reading. Read more »

Dirty Dishes [erotica] [fiction] [anal] [transgender] [tg]

She placed the palms of her hands on the edge of the sink and slowly pushed back against him. He responded by sliding his hands up under the blouse. His rough fingers against her silky skin sent a shiver of delight through her body. She pressed further toward him and could feel him hot behind her. Arching her back, she could easily feel his eagerness pressing against the front of his pants. She purred as his hands traveled higher to settle on her breasts. He cupped and fondled her as she twisted her head around to look into his eyes. Those crystal blue eyes stared down at her with a mixture of lust and love.

Read the rest … http://www.tg-fiction.com/dirty-dishes/

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Mindless fingering.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

You are ushered down to a grand hall, to have breakfast with the Master.

Esther and Sammy are there; they, like how you first met them, are naked.

Master is naked too; the only people who are clothed are Master's butlers and servants. They do not talk, but merely serve up the eggs, bacon and toast. You notice Master's erection. What you do not notice, is how Wendy has disappeared.

Esther and Sammy look fearful, but they are also equally aroused by Master's cock.

"Hi, Betty," Master says. He directly addresses you for the second time.

"Do you know why you're here?" he asks. You shake your head. Your wetness has made the leather chair slippery. You want Master's cock so bad. You're here for Master's cock.

"You're here to eventually have my children. But most importantly, you're here to pleasure me," Master says. "You know you want to… to be part of my harem."

I want to. you think. So bad. Read more »

[Mf][Inc][1st][reluc] Suddenly, in the shower…

You sit staring at the computer, bored beyond belief. It's the middle of summer vacation, and you should be off doing something more fun than this. Your friends volunteered to be camp counselors, and now, you are regretting not joining them. Usually you had your brother to hang out with, but since he joined the army you haven't seen him at all. He was always a little soft around the middle, and you wonder how much of that has changed.

You stand up and slip your little blue shorts down over your ample behind, and undo the catch on your bra. You trail your fingers down through your lower lips. You rub your fingers together, your fluids coating your fingers. The day is so hot and sticky; apparently, so are you.

You sigh and shuffle naked down the hall to the bathroom. A shower is definitely in order.

You hop inside and turn on the water, leaving it just cool enough to be refreshing without giving you goose bumps. The cool water cascades down over your body, carrying away the days sweat. You grab your soap and work it into a lather, coating your body. The feel of the suds running down over your soft skin is fantastic, and you can feel a slight bit of arousal growing. You focus on the task at hand though, scrubbing your body thoroughly. Read more »

Alternatum, an adult ‘choose your own adventure’ project in which you’re transported to an alternate world where your sexual fantasies are the casually accepted norm.

Hey, everybody! I'm a brand-new CHYOO writer, known there as Squelchapron. The story I call home is called Alternatum, a casual/free-use fetish tale told from a 2nd-person male perspective:

https://chyoa.com/story/alternatum/cover

It was created by the incomparable ChaosMuramasa, who also moderates /r/borednignored. Anybody can add to his tale as I have, with your submissions being edited and (hopefully) approved by him.

Alternatum is my first experience with making my writing public, and my first foray into erotic literature in general. Since late August I've been plugging away at my own branch of the story, which takes place in the 'Free Use: D-cup+ / Sex-Hungry Virgins' universe, and begins here:

https://chyoa.com/story/alternatum/thread/michael-s-house

I'm posting because, although my chapters have around 6000 views combined (squee), I haven't gotten a lot of comments. I would love your feedback, including criticism and suggestions; you can reach me here on reddit, or leave more specific notes by commenting on the submission they're regarding.

Thanks, guys and gals; I look forward to hearing from you.

a rant about female masturbation from a female.

I just wanted to describe how it feels and what goes through my head while I touch myself when I masturbate. I've had a huge attraction to this one guy who moved away (we only kissed) so I usually think about him when I masturbate, think about his hands on me, him touching me, things he would say to me….etc. (Keep in mind it is possible for this to be a reality because I am going to go visit him in a month :) ) With that said, here we go: Read more »

The Howls of Lust [fantasy, werewolf, blood, force, WF]

It is 6 pm…

Full moon tonight.

I can feel it already. Tugging at me. Calling to me. All these years and with everything I have learned it still feels the same. I’m edgy. Snapping at people who don’t really deserve it.

It has been nearly 10 years since my life changed. A hunting trip up north into Canada. My buddies were the kinds of guys who really loved to get away from everything so we were really north. Hunting with bows. Makes the odds a little more even. Ok so most of us carried a big pistol in case we ran into something seriously dangerous but we hunted the way man has hunted for thousands of years.

This time something was hunting us. Took its time about it too. For two full days we knew something was out there. It did not strike until the third. All I really remember are the screams, gun shots and a mouth full of teeth clamping down on my ankle. Then a huge crack as a support beam for the porch was broken. Most of the roof came down on me. Read more »