Prima Nocta [MF]

My legs shook uncontrollably but he kept pressing deeper, my mouth open in a guttural moan. There was nothing I wouldn't do for this man.

 

It was my wedding day. Well, technically it was 24 hours before I would walk down the aisle and I hadn't been fucked like this in years.

 

Can a person lead two lives? Not simply a real one and a secretive one played out in the shadows, but lives that never meet, never cross, never exist at the same time? I had thought the transition was complete, that I had successfully made the turn away from the past and set my focus squarely on the future. Fuck, was I wrong. Some things are too strong for free will to push aside. I guess some things are too strong for MY will to push aside.

 

The sink pedestal creaked as he completely filled me. I wanted to press my hand against his chest in an attempt to push him away but instead I pushed back, grasping the edge of the counter as he rocked his hips towards me. The absolute guilt I felt moments before disappeared and the tears of betrayal were replaced by tears of pleasure…pain. He swelled, stretching me beyond my limit and mixing my discomfort with surges of electricity and pleasure.

[fantasy][M][f]The Professor

It was just another school day for Jany, a normal high school senior, she was sitting in class like the rest of her classmates and daydreaming about many things. But unlike her classmates she didnt daydream about the seaside or about the fun time being not in school, her dreams were very very naughty, sex was constantly on her mind. But she didnt like the boys that were her age, they couldnt make her cum, she tried a few of them but they were just not good enough. As she was daydreaming about a wonderful night with a good looking guy, the bell rang and class was about to start. Mrs. Shelbey should come in any minute. The door opens but instead of the usual teacher getting in and starting the class, a tall male teacher enters.

Beauty and the Beast/The Gentle Monster/Quasimodo and Esmeralda type story MF [fantasy] [reluc] [sm]

I want the most nervous virgin you can think of. The nervousness is HUGELY IMPORTANT!!! Not just a normal virgin guy though. I want him to mostly be that way because he’s deformed like Quasimodo or the elephant man. Really burned/scarred face. Scars all over. Hunch backed too, and fat. Like this FROM BIRTH. Knows nothing else.

I mostly just fantasize about it happening in some midevil/fantasy realm. When the Vikings would pillage villages they would take women to rape too. I’d want to be a maiden or lady in waiting who was taken for that purpose. Like a noble or even a princess.

The other guy (deformed one) would be the village outcast, probably someone I’ve (I’m the girl) never even seen before but whom is ostracized socially for obvious reasons because of his deformities. He'd be like the town myth. 'Monster' myth, mostly a hermit before the Vikings find him.They would take him too simply because of how much of a human curiosity he is, they think they could get kicks and giggles from torturing him or something. They capture him like the women they use for rape.

I’ll Be a Mommy’s Uncle! (1-3) [Fm, inc, regression, x-dress, reluct, slow]

I'll Be a Mommy's Uncle! by DiscipleN

It's was dull around the house after my father died. You never know what you're going to miss about a person until he's gone. I'll never miss his cocaine frenzies or the occasional flings he flaunted before mom, but my father was a pretty fun guy otherwise. I was pretty young to be certain of my memories of the time he spent with me, but I know I was never bored. When I turned eleven, it seemed like the three previous years without Pop were one eternal drag after another.

You see my mother was very strict and proper, and she decided, soon after my birth, to ensure I never followed the outlandish path of my father. Curfew was instilled in me the day I left the crib. Sundown meant straight to bed, lights out, and no noise. I could play with friends, but only from after school 'til dinner time, five o-clock. She dressed me conservatively, short haircut, comfortable brown shoes probably designed by the Amish, and she only bought starched white shirts and permanent press gray or tan trousers. I was drilled in every pleasantry and courtesy, and learned manners fit for a duke. In religion she was a tad more flexible, Methodist or Southern Baptist. She took me to both every Sunday.

The Priestess and adepts of the order demand obedience. [MF submissive massage]

There is a familiar haze rising from the room. The air is thick but not stifling. The setting sun creates dazzling orange beams filtering between the stone columns framing the outdoor bathhouse. It's hard to believe its already been 6 months since I was accepted into the order. The days have been a wonderful blur of learning to conform to the needs of the high priestess and her adepts. Although I haven't had the honor of serving the high priestess herself, I look forward to it more than anything.

"Pay attention Blake!" Adam whispers at me urgently. "Stop admiring her unless you are called for. We can't let the water get cold." But I can't help it. She's mesmerizing in her movements. Like a swaying cobra that may strike at any moment yet you cant pull your eyes away. The red silk robe barely hides her curvy figure and erect nipples. She's starting to sweat and I catch a single droplet forming at the top of her inner thigh and follow as it makes its way down past her knee then turns slightly around the side of her calve muscle, then across her and ankle and finally dripping off her toe.

The Goddess of Sex [MF][Transformation][Cock/Breast Expansion][Magic]

This is an excerpt from a larger but incomplete story. The premise being that a pair of immortal creatures make a wager on which of their 'chosen' humans will abuse the powers they give them more. This is an excerpt from part of Nicole's day as a 'sex goddess'

The strange voice resonated in Nicole's head as she lay across the couch in her small apartment. “I shall grant you a gift; a small measure of my power” The voice carried a different tone now: a sultry note, a sexual note. Suddenly, Nicole felt something completely new: a presence inside her. It pulsed inside of her as blood rushed to her crotch. Her fingers dug into the couch cushions as a hard shaft was thrust in and out of her vagina. Her back arched and she screamed in pleasure. Her tiny form writhed and bounced with the new, intense sensations coursing through her body. She moaned and twisted trying to gain more and more pleasure from her invisible lover. Her black sweatpants began to slide down her legs to reveal her pink panties. Her nipples grew hard on her small, unrestrained breasts, poking gently through her t-shirt. A dark spot, wet and sticky, began to spread through the cloth of her underwear as she climaxed, a shriek tearing from her throat.

My first time. Summer Cruising [st8] [mf] [oral] [voy]

Back when I was 16, and it was the summer holidays.. Me and my family decided to take a cruise to Greece. And along with the memories I left by the waves, I also left my virginity.

I know some of you may think that 16 is a pretty old age these days to have sex for the first time, but being in a very conservative family and living in Asia I guess it just never happened to me.

Lechomancer Chapter 5: Succubi [MFF][oral][anal]

(earlier chapters available in blog link at the bottom) On the living room couch, Lisa faced Erostopholes as she rode him. He was in his human form, a handsome young man with dark hair and bright blue eyes, and he smiled a coy half smile as he thrust his thick cock up into her. She half grunted, half giggled with pleasure as he drove up into her. Her legs were spread wide, with the inside of her knees pressed against the sofa. Her toes curled with ecstasy. As he pushed deep into her, his strong hand pulled her by the small of the back, pressing her torso against his well-defined abs, pressing her breasts to his chest. He guided her up and down his length, his breathing starting to become ragged. He stared hungrily into her eyes, and she felt herself on the age of cumming.

“Wait,” He said firmly.

“I … can’t,” Lisa pleaded. He tilted her head. “Please … Master,” she said, unable to get more than a word out between thrusts, his warm penis pushing deep into her. “Let … me … cum.”

Sketch — Running a train [fmmmmm]

Hi folks. You all write such lovely and long stories, and I feel I don't have the talent for that kind of fiction … so I figured I would share a simple sketch of a situation that has been running through my mind all day.

Margie is an 18 year old recent high school graduate, and she's visiting a college before deciding where to attend.

She ends up at a frat party, and decides to fulfill a fantasy and take two men one night. She flirts with two, confessing her fantasy, and invites them up to a room.

Little does she know, word gets out… And way more guys show up.

They obviously want to get handsy, they want more, they want sex, but she keeps control of the situation. She orders them to line up so she can suck them one at a time.

Maybe she then starts directing them too: "you, come here and lick my breasts. You, come caress my legs" and they all comply because they want a chance to get sucked off.

[Meta][MF][Not actually a story][The MF tag was a lie] Any tips on actually finishing a story?

I've almost-written about 5 stories for this sub, but each time I do, I end up putting way too much detail in them. My most recent attempt already contains 25,000 characters and isn't even half way done yet.

Once I've spent about 6 or 8 hours writing, I start to lose arousal about the topic of the story and give up on it for the day. It's then really hard to pick it back up again to finish off. I've not written a 'normal' (i.e. non-erotic) story in a while, but I'm guessing they are easier to pick back up because with erotic stories I have to be really aroused about the particular story before I get back to it…

So, I'm either asking "How do I make my stories shorter?"

(Younger me would be confused – I could never write stories that were long enough before, and now they're all far too long… I hope one day I can say the same thing happened with my penis… ahem…)

Or I'm asking "How do you find the motivation to take an old story back up if you're only half-way done with it?"