I gave AI based writing software a prompt for an erotic story (again) and this is what it wrote.

Prompt: Amanda felt johns thick cock slide inside her. Enveloped in ecstasy, she quivered.

AI: Amanda felt johns thick cock slide inside her. Enveloped in ecstasy, she quivered. She remembered the taste of his cock. The heat, the salt, the lubrication.

She drew her legs apart, putting herself in a nearly perfect bent position. Sucking the last drops of sperm out of her cunt, she felt the cock inside her spasm around her, slowly turning it over and over again. Then he shot. And she heard a loud jostle inside her.

The cock inside her cumslut’s orgasmic contractions were rocking her orgasmic body; it got her off. Rushing up the stairs, she collapsed in front of the television set. Nina was listening too.

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Florida Man X Gigachad: The Battle For Arguably The Worst U.S. State Part 1

I awoke to the sounds of dozens of grown ass men being sodomized at once and realized Gigachad was near. I put on my level 3 body armor and grabbed my .22 plinkster and Joe’s ar and rolled out. Sure enough, it was gigachad, in all his glory, sodomizing the local townsfolk. I hit Gigachad wit dat 100 round quadstack but my mans gelatinous globular flesh reflected all the bullets. I charged at Gigachad, ready to go toe to toe with this goddamn subhuman, but he started to blast me. Badly. I staggered and tried to recover from the absolute ANAL FUCKING that had just occurred, I had no other options; I must defeat Gigachad. I got a lock around Gigachads left shoulder which he used to arm throw me and proceed to full mount with some wicked ground and pound. I was battered and bloodied, but not out yet.

Squash ball + rope = ball gag [MF]

I’m stuck down at my parents’ place during lockdown, so I’ve had plenty of time to reflect on my past conquests. (This one’s kinda long so if you wanna skip to the action, look for the paragraphs beginning with a *)

Right now, my go-to has been a particularly proud moment at uni. My first year was the perfect environment to reinvent myself as someone who really took what I wanted. To set the scene a little, I’ve always been blessed up top, but until the summer before freshers, never that athletic. After getting into my first choice, I decided to change that and hit the cardio hard, getting closer to my ideal slut-worthy body. When I got to uni I decided to test it out in some of the sports societies, and on some of their members. Rather than go for the big ones – football, rugby, rowing – I sought out the ones with a bit more intersex interaction and a heavy boy:girl imbalance.

Got fucked by my husband’s best friends [MFM]

***Hi there. This is my first time posting so I’ll do my best. This is a true story of my crazy experience with my husband’s friends. I tried to describe it as best as I could. This was the first time something like this happened, but not the last. Depending on the response I get, I’ll write a follow up story.***

My name is Nina, I’m Canadian-Lebanese [27 F], 5 ft 1, 115 pounds, and dark hair. This is the story of me and my husband [30, M, White] and his group of friends.

My husband and I have been married for a year and he is the only guy I have ever been with. Since we’ve been married, my husband has wanted me to get to know his friends better, which I was happy to do. They are a close knit group of 6 guys (including my husband) and my husband is the only one of them who is married.

The first time we were going to hang out with them was at a BBQ. I put on a t-shirt, jeans and flats. My husband saw me and said, “Oh, you’re wearing that?”

Slutty[F] confession: The first meeting with my Master [M]

It is a real story about how my master used me at our first meeting. I am writing this because he told me to do it. First Reddit post, erotic story, and a lot of first things happened at the same time. First bdsm experience and anal, deepthroat etc. PS, don’t judge me for just openning up myself and discovering new pleasure.

Part 1.

I’m an ambitious, strong woman but…

People who don’t know me would say, I am just a nerdy Asian girl. Busy, shy, and a boring lonewolf. If I wear a little fancy dress, every person will look at me like predators looking at its prey. I don’t like ordinary men that can’t control themselves. Because of it, I cover my body with casual clothes. I know my pale skin, wide hips, and slim waist makes me look sexy enough anyway.

He is a kind, handsome guy but…

Our First [MFM] Threesome – She Asked For It

My now-wife, and partner of many years, recently got talking about the threesomes we had early in our relationship.

I’m one of these people with a memory for the details of things that have happened, really clear memories, but can’t remember names, dates, or what I had for breakfast today – and she’s the opposite. Because of this, she doesn’t remember the details of any of these events, just vague, blurry, pleasurable memories of what we got up to.

I decided to write them down for her – written erotica gets her going, and she’d like to remember more about what we got up to – and thought that this community might enjoy them too.

Other than changing the names for privacy, and adding a little detail you need for context here, this is the first of a number threesomes with an old friend – let me know if you’d like to see the others as I write them up?

## Our First MFM Threesome – She Asked For It

We were at a drinking session at a friend’s house when Liz, my girlfriend of some months and a long-time mutual friend of Rex and I, came to me with a very drunken and very cheeky grin.

Backseat Lover, Part Three – Morning Sex [MF] [cheating] [workplace] [creampie]

“I wish you were in my asshole. It misses you so much.”

I was frozen solid, but my heart was smashing against my ribcage. Standing in my kitchen, one second I was washing pots and pans, the next I am awestruck trying to pick my jaw up off of the floor. Christine’s tight little asshole was on my phone screen, as gorgeous as ever. A single lubed up finger was inside it, wishing I was inside it instead. That gorgeous brown star is practically begging for me to drive across town, for my tongue to lube it up, and for my cock to fuck it.

What if my wife was over my shoulder, and she had seen it!? I peer across the kitchen, and sigh in relief. She was in the living room, feet up on the ottoman, watching *The Bachelor.* She hadn’t moved for as long as I was cleaning the kitchen.

Truth be told, I was slowly becoming addicted to the secret meetings, backseat quickies, and the thrill of not getting caught masturbating to the numerous pictures and videos she graced me with. After staring at her asshole for another several minutes, I respond. “I love my cock in that perfect little ass of yours.”

[MF] I lost my virginity all over a movie theater

When I lost my virginity, I was just a crazy teenage boy with a banging girlfriend who was 5’7 compared to my 6’1 frame. We loved going to the movies together in the early afternoon because it was cheap and no one was around really ;). We made out, felt each other up and gave each other oral, but had never done the deed. One day we were watching a horror movie when she looked over at me and we both knew what was coming. Only one other group of people were there and they were all the way in the front while we were all the way in the back. I kissed her neck and seduced her onto the floor where our first position was doggy. During the loud parts of the movie, I let her have it hard. An usher walked in to see if everything was okay in the theater and I had to cover her mouth up while I kept going and made sure the coast was clear. We moved to the family bathroom and kept going, she rode me for the first time and we switched to missionary, then I picked her up and fucked her against the wall. Back to doggy, I pulled her long hair and slapped her ass as she moaned furiously. We got a knock on the bathroom and I said “a minute!” While she sucked me off and let me finish in her throat. We walked out as she pretended to be throwing up and a woman in her 50s just gave us a side eye.

Slave girl

As a strong black woman who has fought for civil rights! I don’t believe in slavery or being called the N word! I do however have a strong “Fantasy”!

I wake up on breeding day, it’s a beautiful morning and I’m allowed to sleep in, I just lay in bed enjoying the small freedom because my body is programmed to wake up before dawn to start picking cotton! But breeding day is my reward. Well it’s masters reward but I get to enjoy it.

After I’m up and dressed I’m lead to the plantation house, this is where I’m washed and cleaned, oils are put in the bathwater, and the masters wife sprays me with a nice perfume! I’m dressed in a cotton sack to allow easy access to my pussy during breeding, and provide me comfort, holes are cut out for my arms and head…

Breakfast is wonderful, fresh fruits, chocolates, tea, freshly baked breads. I’m able to invite one person to keep me company, I always choose someone different because I want to stay humble and show all the women that breeding is an award!

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Carol and James, part 3: Worship [MF] [gentlefemdom]

[Click here for part 1.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gb2hlf/carol_and_james_part_1_chores_mf_gentlefemdom/)

This is a story about a submissive man named James, and his partner Carol – a dominant woman with a gentle touch and an iron will. The story is written from James’s point of view, and takes place over one evening. This is part three of five; in the previous instalment, James was released from chastity and he and Carol bathed together. The fourth part will be published tomorrow. I hope you enjoy!

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Carol hops onto the bed, full of vigor, and pulls you on after her. You kneel in front of her once again as she sits cross-legged on the blanket.

Once you’re in position, she says “Oh, actually, I’ll need my phone. Can you fetch it from the nightstand?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” you say. You’re convinced that she’s just messing with you now, but you get up and get her phone without hesitation, handing it to her before taking up your kneeling position again.

“I’m just setting a timer,” she explains, tapping the screen. “There we go. Now then, James…” she lowers the phone and looks you in the eyes. “I’ve noticed you looking at me all evening. Sneaking glances when you think my back is turned, peeking when I’m undressed…”