Tag: Fantasy

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 98-100) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 98: Masturbating Cocksucker (18++)

“Ahn!” Tabitha let out a moan when her perky tits were so suddenly and rudely exposed.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Beatrice asked in a dissatisfied tone, getting into her dominating role that Tabitha came to expect from the succubus. And Beatrice would be lying if she said that it was all for show and that she did not also enjoy ordering the horny girl around.

Tabitha’s eyes fell on Beatrice’s crotch, where a throbbing six-inch cock was already well out of the succubus’s panties, looking straight up at the mage.

“Haaah,” Tabitha grinned excitedly, salivating at the mere presence of the futanari’s manly part, anticipating the joy that was to come. Read more »

“Stay.”

“I’d be happy to show you some nudes,” she said, rising to close the gap between them. She moves slowly, intentionally, watching his eyes widen as her fingertips trace the hem of her skirt, lifting demurely as she slides onto his lap. This is not the response he expected. His hands rest against the sides of his dark jeans, fingers aimless fluttering, eager to connect but afraid to touch. He is reminded of lustful moments under dim lights, observing the feminine forms whose love and attention he could purchase for three minutes at a time. Beautiful vixens he wasn’t allowed to feel.

He draws a quick breath as she leans her back against his chest, and he is returned to the present moment. He peers over her shoulder, watching her thumb flick through streaks of pale skin under colored lights until she finds the image she’s looking for. His chest flutters as he makes eye contact with this digital fantasy. Laying on her side and staged seductively facing away from the camera, the static woman looks back at him over her shoulder, tousled hair falling around her face. Her mouth slightly agape with a hint of a knowing smile; “You want to fuck me,” it speaks wordlessly. His eyes trace the curve of her body as it dives from her shoulder to her waist before rising up to her hip. Her bare ass is a fucking tease. He imagines being off-camera so he can see her pussy, instantly jealous of non-existent on-lookers. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 35

Bruce wakes up in the morning feeling good. Too good. He forces his eyes open and sees why. Anna’s brunette head bobbing up and down just below his waist. He moans.

Anna looks up at him and giggles. “It was awake before the rest of you, sir. I was just keeping it company.”

Then she wraps her lips back around him and goes back to what she wants.

“Are you fiending so bad for any cock or just mine, you little slut?” he manages to moan.

“Well I’m not going to go suck on the house staff, if that’s what you mean,” she says with a wink.

“No? You might enjoy it. Call a house meeting and your holes are on the agenda,” he says. “Every cock in the house taking a turn with you. Using you like the fuck doll of the property.”

Anna moans. She can’t pretend the idea doesn’t excite her. Her pussy clenches as she is momentarily lost in fantasy.

She is brought back to Earth as Bruce grabs her head and pushes his cock into her throat.

“Is this what you want, slut?” he growls. Read more »

Wife sent me a picture of her used dildo wishing it was someone

So I work nights (1130 to 730), and early this morning my wife sent me a picture of her dildo that we usually use when we’re fucking. The dildo was laying on the bed with a condom on it (she likes to open a condom wrapper and slid the condom on the dildo herself, for extra lubrication and for the fantasy of putting a condom on another guy. Well we usually use this 6.5 inch suction cup dildo that looks and feels like the real thing, when we’re together and she absolutely loves it, as she feels that it seems like another cock is fucking her. And it’s usually only when we’re together. Until tonight.

So I got the picture of it laying on the bed with a used condom on it glistening. She put a message underneath it : “Couldn’t resist getting this out tonight. Thought about you fucking me. Or someone else ;)”. After asking a couple questions, she said she fucked her pussy with it until she came a couple of times then when she was done, she gave it a blowjob getting all of her cum and juices off of it as she played with her pussy. But unfortunately it “doesn’t cum” for her. Read more »

Enthralled Ch 1

**5th Day of Summer**

Tomorrow is the first day of my courting feast. Mother made sure I was cleaned, scrubbed, and pruned so that I am as pretty as possible for my suitors. I have to wake up at the break of dawn to be dressed in my gown.

It was bad enough growing up knowing that I didn’t get to choose who I would marry, and that it was going to be to a man I had never met, but now I have to be put on display like a prize to trade favors for!

There is a part of me that is guilty about Count Redell dying in the war. When I wrote that I hoped it would happen I wasn’t serious! I was just frustrated that I was supposed to marry him even though I had never met him! But I must do my duty for the family, as mother likes to remind me. I understand my duty. I just wish I had more choice as to how I did it! I’m the daughter of a Duke, I should get some say in who I spend my life with. Read more »

[MFM] How I had my first threesome with a stranger and my (then) boyfriend

Younger me didn’t believe in anything but ordinary sex lives. Anything out of the normal was borderline frightening to me and the taboo wasn’t real to me but only some made up fantasy. In my innocent mind, no one engaged in risky behavior or anything too wild and crazy. Wild to me was giving a girl a peck on the lips at a party. Crazy to me was having sex with a man in the back of a car. The absolute craziest thing I had done until that point was flash three guys at a party.

That was until my husband (29 at the time) and I (25 at the time) met, but more accurately when we got more comfortable with each other. He and I began to talk openly about our sex lives very quickly. I’d never been with a man that made me feel so confident and sexy and to that end, we progressed through our sexuality and exploration quickly with each other. Within a month or so we began dirty talk in the bedroom. In the beginning our wildest talk was location based, somewhere semi public where we probably wouldn’t get caught but had the smallest of chances of being seen. This thought is what began it all. Read more »

Fantasy Fullfilled Part 1 M/F

My heart races when I see your name come up on my phone. There are butterflies in my stomach and my palms go damp. I answer with a smile on my face.

You ask me to meet you for drinks, maybe dinner? How can you know what you do to me? How wet my pussy is just thinking I get to sit by you, talk to you, spend a few hours with you?

I take my time preparing for you. I’m waxed smooth, mostruized every inch of my body for you. My makeup is perfect, smoky eyes and bright red lipstick. My long brown curls are ready for your hands. I agonize over what to wear. I finally decide on a simple flowy dress that shows off my cleavage and the sexy black heels.

My heart jumps as I walk into the bar and see you sitting there. You’re do damn sexy. That salt and pepper beard, the rolled up sleeves of your shirt showing me your tattoos. My mouth waters at the sight of you.

Conversation always is so easy with you. We can talk about everything and anything. You make me laugh with your wicked humor and dirty mind. Do you know how badly I want you? Read more »

Vaid Empire: Conquest

I’ve been working on a story that many of you would most likely be interested in. Set in an original fantasy universe, it is a mix of both story and erotica with a heavy focus on impregnation.

If you are interested in reading, you can find the first chapter here: [Chapter One](https://www.patreon.com/posts/vaid-empire-ch-56189169?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copy_to_clipboard&utm_campaign=postshare)

Additionally, you can join our community here: [Subreddit](https://www.reddit.com/r/VaidEmpire/)

Enjoy!

[M/F] [inc] [mast] “if only he hadn’t been my dad”

They say creative writing is a great way to work through grief and regret. I feel both. Grief. And regret. I lost my father six months ago. He was still young, or at least young enough that it didn’t have to end this way. But the disease just would not listen. Statistics, common sense, averages, none of it mattered in the end. He was gone in the blink of an eye. It took a year from diagnosis to end. Not all days were bad.

At the time, I was an aspiring model, working with an agency, featured in local shows and ads. After he died, real life called. I ended up working at Starbucks. I don’t hate it. Not all days are bad.

That’s the grief part. I attend a support group in town once a week. Last month, the topic of regret came up. Things we wish we had done differently. Things left unsaid. Unexplored. My dad and I had one. A very very unusual one. For, you see, my dad was into me. He was attracted to me. To put it bluntly, he wanted to fuck me. I know because once the disease got him, he lost enough of his inhibitions to tell me. Or at least to hint at it.
I was showing him pictures from my latest show, and he whispered “if only you weren’t my daughter”
I chuckled awkwardly, swiped away from the photos on my phone, and asked him if he needed anything else before I went home. Read more »