You open the door. Turning your back to find me. You feel my hands over your eyes from behind surprising you. I kiss your neck and my hand makes it's way up your dress. Feeling your skin rise as I move up. Body filled with anticipation. I feel warmth as I near you. Gently grazing then drawing my hand back away. Kissing your neck again. You try to move my hand from your eyes. I spin you around. Hand on the bottom of your back I pull you close to me. Deeply kissing you then biting your lip. We both smile. My hand grabs your ass lifting you to your toes. My hands move up you dress again this time actually using my fingers through your panties. Rubbing. Your lips quiver. My hands leave lifting up your dress over your head. I kiss around the brim of your bra. I pick you up finally leaving the entrance of the door. Carrying you to the bed. You wrap your legs around my waist. Grinding into me. Wanting me to lay you down and fuck you. I lay you down. Me following shortly behind. Kissing your collar bone and your neck I move down paying special attention to your breasts. My left hand makes it's way down teasing and rubbing. My right hand in clasps your bra. Revealing your hard nipples. I bite one then the next getting a rise out of you. Left and still rubbing moves under the brim of your panties. Teasing you with the thought of moving down I feel your skin right under the only cover you have left. Then suddenly my fingers find there way to where you want them so bad. You exhale. Your hand moves pushing them deeper. Now my head is between your legs fingers still in you I like. All around feeling you wet. I nibble your clit. Pulling it with my teeth while I lick. Your legs twitch. I speed up letting go with my teeth now just licking sucking and fingering. Your hand grabs me. Wanting me to move. I don't. I feel you getting warmer and warmer. Tighter and tighter. Wetter and wetter. I please you until you can't take it.
Tag: Fantasy
Saneya: Pain or Pleasure [Mf, nc, huml, sm, fantasy]
(This story is based in a fantasy land. The main character, Saneya, has been taken captive by magicians after the slaughter of her family and race. She is being held in a fortress….) (p.s. sorry for this being kinda dark; I'm just exploring what I've felt since I was 6. Also, I'm brand-new to erotica, so suggestions for improvement are welcome.)
Stabbing pain coursed through Saneya’s head, bringing her to wakefulness. Her body trembled from dehydration and weariness. Her arms were completely numb from being stretched above her head for hours, perhaps days. She lay flat on her back, ankles and wrists bound; her neck also was fastened to the icy metal table beneath her, prohibiting her from turning her neck. Her breath came in short, miniscule gasps; she hadn’t been able to breathe properly since she was placed on the torture table. A cool breeze danced along her naked skin, causing her to shiver endlessly. The wounds she had been given at the battle had healed partially, and the scabs were hard and black. No infection.
Under The Office [MF] [Str8]
I see her walk in through the revolving glass doors every morning. Half the time she’s digging through her black leather purse for her ID card. She glides through the room seamlessly without ever looking up until she finds it just before the security desk. Her hair flips behind her as she looks up smiling and a part of me feels like it’s for me. It’s the best part of my morning sweep. I time it exactly too. At 8:50am she walks through that door, blazer open, rich auburn hair flowing down her back, skirt slightly sliding up her thighs. I imagine how soft her skin is and how it would feel to run my hands over every inch of those thighs.
The security guard nods his head and smiles. “Good morning, Amy.”
“Morning Jon, how are you?”
“I’m good, nice day isn’t it?
Amy chuckles for a second. “Yeah, too bad I’ll be trapped behind a desk all day!”
His smile widens. “There’s always tomorrow, right?”
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Velocirapture is an erotic tale of scifi fantasy like nothing you've ever experienced. This is a 12,000+ word exploration of wild beast sex and forbidden pleasures.
Dr. Lexxia LaBelle is not just one of the most brilliant scientists of her age, she is also an adept trained in the graceful art of harnessing the sexual pleasures of the flesh. When the galaxy is threatened by an unknown energy field working to tear the very fabric of space apart, she vows to use all her training to stop it. She discovers Astra, a beautiful primitive whose sexual power is drawn from the center of the rift, a primal place in space and time whose raw energy offers mankind's best hope for saving the galaxy. But to travel to that primordial plane means leaving her own flesh behind. She must capture the ancient hunger of the velociraptor in order to return with the power she needs.
EXCERPT:
The chieftain took his position behind her. With one mighty arm the chief of the man-brutes pressed down on her shoulders until she was bent over as far as the straps on her wrists would allow. With the other hand he pulled her hips closer to his own until his tip brushed against her loin cloth. Impatiently he tore away this obstruction and swelled at the sight.
The Master and his Pixies [fantasy, mdom, pixies]
The sun is setting…
I groan softly.
As it often does these days my mind wanders. My life has become so different from what it used to be that I still sometimes find it hard to believe. We are taught many things as we are growing up. Humanity has learned so much about the universe we have deluded ourselves into thinking we understand far more than we do.
Humans have progressed steadily from the beginning.
Wrong.
There is no magic.
Wrong.
The truth is that humanity has risen to peaks before. We have learned to master great forces in the past only to see destruction rage and our knowledge being lost. You doubt me. Of course you do. But as I look around at my castle the proof is rather obvious. You are wrong.
I groan again.
A small sweet little voice pulls me back to the present.
”Nooooooo…. Tooo big.”
That would be Pink. The sweetest one. She does not have a hostile or mean bone in her body. So of course she is the target for all the others. Cause while I do love them most of the rest can be nasty little bitches far too often. But being hungry can do that to a pixie.
[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.
Your perfect fantasy.
You walk in looking sexy as hell. I make you strip for me. Slowly savoring the moment. Once your down to just your underwear I pull you to me. Sit you on top of me. Almost instinctively you start moving and grinding. I smirk knowing where this is going to go. I place my hands on your hips. Gently slowly moving up. I get to your bra and begin to unhook it. You slap my hands away. I lower my hands pulling you into me. Kissing your neck. Biting your lips. Kissing my way down to your breasts. Take it off I say. You follow orders. I cup your breasts kissing sucking biting. Your hands move under my shirt feeling my body lifting my shirt over my head. I pull you in again whispering what I'm going to do into your ear. I feel your leg twitch on mine. You stand up and bend over. Pulling your underwear down for me. One had caressing your back my other one makes it's way to you. Already wet. I lightly tease around the edges. Then slip one finger in just barely. You try to push back begging for more. My free hand pushes you away. You look back at me longingly. I slowly move my finger teasing feeling your anticipation. I add another. Again just barely. I slowly push deeper feeling your wet warmth. I pull you closer keeping fingers still but moving you. I start moving and rotating fingers hitting the spot over and over. Your leg shakes. I stop. You look at me almost upset. I pick you up feeling you wet against my body. I carry you to the bed lay you down turn my back. You sit up about to ask what. Without looking just listening I tell you to be quite and lay down. You follow. You look on the bed and see two dress ties. I come back something In hand you can't see what. I lift a tie and cover your eyes. I pick up the other and tie your hands above your head. You feel nothing. I'm not touching you at all. I kiss your lips then your neck then your breasts. You feel me moving down. Anticipation. I hover right over. You feel me breathing begging me to do it. I kiss your leg move to your ankle. You sigh. I start kissing up your leg again my lips gently grazing your pussy. Again nothing. I reach my hand under your back and kiss your neck. My hand gently caressing your body. Then by your surprise lightly touch your beautiful wet lips. You let out a gasp. I slowly circle around your clit. And again push my fingers into you. I move my mouth over my fingers. And gently bit your wet lips. Pulling. And sucking. Hour legs tighten around my head. I know you want to grab my hair. You start to wiggle arms. Stop I demand. You again listen. You feel nothing just my absence. Then cold around your breasts. Then lower. The room smells of chocolate. You feel me suck and lick around getting every drop off. Then a pressure. Me just gently teasing you barely putting it in. You move hips to push me deeper. I push into you. Your back arches. I move slow making every push count and pull out almost completely teasing you of the thought of leaving.
Howls of Lust II [fantasy, werewolf, blood, force, WF]
Midnight…
Juliet waits.
It has been 2 months since her first encounter with the creature she now calls ‘my wolf’. In that time she has changed. Everyone has commented on it. She has become much more forceful. Juliet was never someone you would call a shrinking violet but the differences were stark. In the last month she has dumped her long-term boyfriend. Found a new job. Completely revamped the operation of her parent’s farm and more.
Her emotions were all over the place. Some days she was just giddy and filled with life. Taking joy in every little task and smiling with ease. Other days she worried. Snapped. Isolated herself from everyone and heaven help anybody who attempted to lure her out. She was intense. Everybody said so.
Juliet was aware of all of this. Only she knew why.
Him.
Some days she swore to herself that she would leave. Get on a plane and get as far away from him as possible. But no matter how many times she reached for the phone she could not bring herself to do it.
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
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.