Nicole’s first 3-way (ffm)

“I’m so glad you’re here with me Adam, I am so nervous.”

“What do you have to be nervous about? You’re a super sexy chick who is about to do something she has wanted to do for a long time and have a lot of fun doing it.”

“If she shows up. What if she doesn’t show up?”

“Well, if she doesn’t show up we still have this room for the night. I’m sure we’ll figure something out that we can do.”

“True. Here’s another thing. What if she does show up, takes one look at me and leaves?”

“Never gonna happen babe. You two have been chatting back and forth and sending each other pics for awhile. She knows exactly what you look like and exactly what you want. She wants it too, she is going to show up.”

“I hope you’re right.”

Just then there was a knock on the door.

“Well Nicole, it sounds like she showed up.”

Nicole got up out of her chair and walked over to the door. She took a deep breath and opened it. Standing on the other side of the door was a tall, brown haired, green eyed goddess.

The Summoning, pt 1

__Warning__: This story contains rape and extreme size difference. If you aren’t interested in fantasy with brutal acts, this one won’t be for you. Otherwise, enjoy.

Sometimes I _hate_ being a demon. Countless millennia spent tormenting, various hauntings, and even being summoned by mortals in search of something “greater” can be a bit boring. Don’t get me wrong, I cherish their screams. From the sulfur pits to the converted skeptics, their screams and wails are music to my ears. It’s just so… repetitive? Mundane? Something seems to be missing, no matter the misery inflicted. Perhaps they’re not the only ones being tormented.

Another day, another few souls tossed into my pit. I almost roll my eyes as they fall into my domain. _Humans_, they’re so __tedious__. Their sins brought them here, one way or another. Yet they always plead for _mercy_ or _forgiveness_, as if I’m capable of either. I’m often left wondering what would happen if I just _let them go_. Maybe I’d end up suffering tortures far merciless than them, maybe I’d be exiled from the pit I generally call home. Maybe nothing would happen, and I’d be left in absolute boredom. I’m practically lost in thought while starting in on the new souls, when the soft glow of a summoning illuminates around me. A chuckle breaks from my mouth as I wave menacingly to the confused people before me. _Little break for us all_, I think just before I vanish.

I fulfilled my boyfriend’s lesbian fantasy while we had video sex [FF] [MF]

Ever since Liam and I started doing long distance, we’ve been having video sex every few weeks. Sometimes, it’s pretty vanilla and we talk dirty while we get off to each other. Other times, he likes to be commanding and instruct me on what to do, where to touch, controlling my orgasms. This time, we explored a shared fantasy: me having sex with another girl.

I have only ever been with guys, but I am curious to see what it’s like to have sex with a girl. There’s just something that’s really sexy about girls – the sensual feminine energy, the curves, the soft skin… Today, as Liam and I were calling, we started talking about one of my friends who was coming back to visit her family for the holidays. I’m not super close with her, but we do like to go out together and hang out when we have time. And most of all, we talk about sex. A lot. We send each other sex memes, we tell each about our hookups sometimes, we share our favourite porn stars and we recommend our favourite vibrators and toys to each other.

A [MFM] Threesome in An April Snowstorm [Straight]

*Every person in this erotic is 19 years old.*

Rush-hour traffic was proving to be the bane of Angel’s existence. Most people don’t know how to drive in the snow! He was already 10 minutes late to Kianna’s house with an ETA of 20 minutes more. He pulled out his phone and called Kianna on FaceTime. Immediately, he smiled when he saw her face light up.

“Hi baby!” They said at the same time.

Kianna asked, “are you still stuck in traffic?“

“They finally cleared the accident, but I have at least another twenty minutes before I get to your place. Is Kiryu there yet he asked?”

“Not yet, and he has to be to work in 2 1/2 hours. Maybe we should just call it off or reschedule.”

“No babygirl, I flew out here to see your new apartment and to make your ménage à trois fantasy a reality. When he gets there, you two start without me, alright? No argument! Traffic is moving now. I’ll see you soon — and have fun!”

Angel ended the call and immediately regretted what he had just said, but he knew she’s been lusting after Kiryu and fantasizing about him for years while she masturbated. Angel wanted this for the love of his life.

A [mfm] Threesome in An April Snowstorm [Str8]

*Every member of the threesome is 19 years old and straight.*

Rush-hour traffic was proving to be the bane of Angel’s existence. People don’t know how to drive in the snow. He was already 10 minutes late to Kianna’s house with an ETA of 20 minutes more. He pulled out his phone and called Kianna on FaceTime. Immediately, he smiled when he saw her face light up.

“Hi baby!” They said at the same time.

Kianna asked, “are you still stuck in traffic?“

“They finally cleared the accident, but I have at least another twenty minutes before I get to your place. Is Kiryu there yet he asked?”

“Not yet, and he has to be to work in 2 1/2 hours. Maybe we should just call it off or reschedule.”

“No babygirl, I flew out here to see your new apartment and to make your ménage à trois fantasy a reality. When he gets there, you two start without me, alright? No argument! Traffic is moving now. I’ll see you soon — and have fun!”

Professors little pet [M/f] part 2

My mind was completely consumed with the memory of my recent encounter with Mr. James. I was in a particularly difficult part of my semester, and I was struggling to focus on my studies. I woke up each morning, feeling horny and wet for him. Periodically throughout the day, I would think about the way he shoved his cock into me, and this would ignite a burning ache between my legs. After our meeting, he gave me his phone number. I texted him once, the morning after, so that he would have my number as well.
“I’ll be waiting for you to tell me when to cum, sir”.
It had been 4 days since I last saw him, and I still had no text back from him. A small part of me was worried that our sexual fantasy was a short-lived one. I needed to study for exams in my other class, but every 10 minutes I found myself checking my phone, waiting for his response. I felt weak and stupid for spending so much time thinking about him. I knew I needed a distraction, or at least some time to clear my head. I decided to leave my apartment to study at the campus library.

Enter The Labyrinth Act I – Chapter 9 [GAY] [FANTASY] [EROTIC HORROR]

**2114 WORDS**

Warning: this is a work of homosexual erotic horror. It contains dark themes including but not limited to rape, torture, slavery, kidnapping, and some surreal kinks. It does not include any bestiality, piss or scat play, or underage content. Please read responsibly.

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Doctor Feln strode back and forth in the small dining room. Shawn had left after breakfast, leaving only Avi, Lance, and James sitting together as the Doctor paced in silence.

“Well,” he declared finally, “you can’t stay here. I’m sorry.”

“What do you mean?” said Lance. “What happened to the big target on our backs?”

“I’m not able to keep the Stone here. I have obligations.”

Avi cocked his head. “What kind of obligations?”

“We can talk about that later. For now, we need to face reality. Soon, you’re going to have to go back out in the Labyrinth. But you’ll have a few advantages. For one, you’re the only humans out there in possession of an Emotion Stone. As you saw, its own inherent power even without the others.”

Avi nodded. “Right. But I can’t control it.”

Reminiscing: My college days hooking up with men twice my age [FM]

“I never thought I’d get so lucky to date a cutie like you.”

During our brief date, he licked his lips and looked into my eyes repeatedly — I liked the feeling of being so crassly desired. He was in his late 40s, possibly 50s, while I was a college senior. I thought I knew what he meant but, in retrospective, I didn’t. It’s just I was too horny to decide any better. My early adulthood was marked by hormonal episodes that made me crave sex permanently, and porn had ingrained in me the desire to be a slut. If I was going to put time into getting laid, I wanted to skip past the generic encounters.

The judgmental looks I got at the bar that day were part of the turn on: the women around me knew I would be giving my body to a man I had no legitimate business in dating.

I met him through one of my many postings on Craigslist.

As a moderately hot college student then, I have to say I had a surprisingly hard time finding sexual opportunities. Maybe I was too awkward, maybe I was too shy in person. He wasn’t particularly enticing; he just kept me engaged and followed through with meeting.

I wore a very low cut and very revealing dress on the subway today, and got groped… [F] [MF] [FM]

It’s always been a big fantasy of mine to be groped by a stranger on public transport. I live in NYC and I live pretty close to my college campus so I don’t need to use the subway often, but today I did.

I enjoy wearing provocative clothing in public that shows off my curves. Especially my hips. I enjoy the attention. This dress is one of those low cut double slit maxi dresses and I didn’t wear any panties.

While I was on the subway earlier I felt two hands reach around me from behind. One went to my right breast, and played with my nipple, and the other went to my thighs and then back to my ass. I loved every second of it. I could feel my heart pounding and I was scared everyone would see in the busy carriage but honestly that just made me more excited. I had to get off fairly soon after unfortunately, but I hope it happens again soon. It really plays into my free use fantasies ngl :P

Photos and videos of the dress in question are on my page ❤️

Taken by an old friend *CNC*

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

Him

She exits the building, eyes faced toward her phone as she heads in the direction of the walking path. She takes the same path every work day, twice a day weather permitting. Most of the time she goes alone, but occasionally someone will accompany her for their break as well. You can tell she feels safe here, in this area. She lets her guard down, focusing on her phone or listening to music with both her ear buds in. I’ve seen her do this walk a thousand times it seems and she is much more relaxed and unbothered than in unfamiliar places. This is definitely a possibility for where to take her but I risk her office members wondering where she went pretty quickly. I wouldn’t have as much time to get on the road as I would like.