I wanted to try my hand at writing some erotica. It has a fantasy theme to it and I might continue it into a mini-series. I’ve written normal fiction before, but never erotica so let me know if you have any feedback. (Or suggestions on formatting.)
Tag: Incest
[MF, inc, fantasy] Incest Story from Mother’s Perspective
I wanted to try my hand at writing some erotica. It has a fantasy theme to it and I might continue it into a mini-series. I’ve written normal fiction before, but never erotica so let me know if you have any feedback. (Or suggestions on formatting.)
My [F]irst ti[m]e submitting to a stranger…
My First Dom/Sub Encounter With a Stranger
For the privacy of this story, I am going to use the names Jenn and Will. I am Jenn, a 24 year old Female with a high sex drive; that is not an exaggeration. For the longest time, I thought there was something wrong with me in the fact that I was never satisfied or always desired more. As far as my looks go, I would describe myself as a curvy and well-proportioned woman. Some have always described me as, “A cute face, little waist, with a big behind.” Yes, that is from a rap song but it totally fits me well. I have the perfect curves that give a man something sexy to grab. Getting back to the story…(He would describe her as being petite, with a perfect bubble butt and perky tits on a slim frame, 5 foot 4 and a beautiful face)
I found my sister’s Reddit account (continued) part 10 [ff][inc][huml][blkmail]
I woke up the next morning as I was the night before, still wearing yesterday’s shirt and clutching Rori’s underwear. And the door was closed, I wasn’t sure when that’d happened. And someone (I hoped it was my sister) had draped me with the sheet. No matter, I had a big day ahead of me.
First off, I wasn’t going to just give Rori her underwear back, so I stored it away it as a trophy. But this being the weekend, she was still around to wash the sheets she’d dirtied (again). I took my sheets to Rori’s room and threw them on her bed like last time. She was on her laptop and acted all coy when we made eye contact. I gave her that “we both know you’re a slut” look and went on my merry way, empowered and excited.
I had to admit I hadn’t fully planned the previous night’s adventures. Mainly, I hadn’t planned on getting so ridiculously aroused and almost losing control of the situation. But though Rori wasn’t innocent, she was still naive, and she probably hadn’t guessed my real intent. How could she, really.
Becoming a Man, part 1 [inc] [MF] [Mom/Son] [Mdom] [nc] [spanking]
### Intro
This is fiction. It contains incest, rape, and abuse.
It is also part 1, in the hopes that I’ll write a part 2.
### Becoming a man
I can tell you the precise moment I realized I had become a man. The process of becoming a man is
always gradual, but I had a single moment, before which I had considered myself a boy, and after
which I knew I was a man.
I was 19, and it was a perfectly ordinary Saturday, filled with exercise and friends. It also had a
defining moment with my mother.
I had come home at 11 PM after being at a club with some friends. I had not felt like making
it a late night, and I did not feel like pursuing any women, and so it came that I was home early.
My mother, a well off 48 year old widow named Audrey, would not miss such an opportunity to
belittle and mock me.
“Home so soon? Couldn’t find a girl that wanted you?”, she snickered, and stood in my way.
Sibling Revelry (AKA, Julie): Part 10 [Str8, MF, inc]
My step-sister continued staring at an invisible spot on the floor in front of me.
“Stephanie,” I pleaded. “Look at me.”
Her chin drew level as she raised her head; her eyes were last to fall upon me.
It was clear that she was still broken, but I intended on fixing her. While I knew I may not succeed, it was worth trying. The short, cold distance between us in the hotel room had to be lessened before we could proceed.
“Come here,” I suggested, offering my hand as I walked toward her.
Stephanie looked unsure, but when I was close enough she took my hand in hers. I led her to the chair where she sat crying only a few minutes before and asked her to take a seat.
I knelt before her to give her the proverbial *higher-ground* in the conversation. It was my subconscious intention to have her look down upon me. I kept her hand clasped in mine as I spoke.
The Nymphs (Part 2)
Original story
Hundreds of years gone by since the the Nymphs had began their society. Now any people believed the Nymphs existed even though they were very rarely seen. The Nymph society at this point were a few hundred women, few nymphs that were fully divine existed but many were either half or three quarters divine. Some nymphs would be with men who were born from either nymphs, many nymphs would have their sons as lovers but their children were often sent off, especially if they were male. These children would be sent to the Royal Palace in Athens and were given a marking indicating their divinity. Most sent off were men, and they would become great generals, and some would even raise to even more heights, gaining land and powerful positions in the Kingdom. One boy who was sent to the palace quickly rose to prominence as an unprecedented Genius. At age 12 he helped lead armies and by 13 he was the best General in the Kingdom.
Dressing Room [inc] (via r/NaughtyFamilyDiary)
It’s back-to-school time. Back-to-college time for me, but mom still insists on outfitting me before I return the two hours to state school. This year we decided on one big trip to a major department store; mom chooses, I try on, and we jointly decide on some clothes (since she’s paying).
I was little trouble in the beginning. I hate shopping, but mom found a selection quickly enough and I soon installed myself in the dressing room. Mom brought the clothes, I changed and modeled, and we set some aside for possible purchase.
The snag came when deciding on pants. Mom is convinced that skinny jeans are the only way to go. Hip girls love ’em, she says. And I’ve caught her checking out more than one guy in those tight-assed pants. But they just felt wrong to me.
“Oh come on honey. I’m sure they’re not that bad,” mom said through the slated wooden door of the dressing room. “I still know your size, after all.”
“It’s not that,” I replied, still trying to stuff myself into the jeans she picked out. “I just need more…room. Let’s find some others,” I said, beginning to peel off the pants.
floating vaginas NSFW
It all started 2 months ago and I had just turned 40 and I had been married for 20 years now. Now any of you who might be married understand the tolls of a long marriage can do to a person, it is an unfortunate reality that marriage can destroy the soul. My wife had stopped having sex after our second daughter who is 18 now and out eldest daughter is now 20. I came to accept the fact that she didn’t want sex with anyone never mind her own husband; pregnancies can have a bad psychological effect upon the woman.
I remember though sitting on the sofa watching the news and drinking my coffee, the couch next to me had a real vagina on it. I mean it was as if this young fresh vagina which was quite wet was just sitting down on the couch next to me. I was rubbing my eyes to see if what I was seeing was real or if I was imagining all of it. I kept looking at this vagina which just happened to appear out of nowhere and now it’s all I could see.
[FM] Meeting a lawyer on craigslist and playing as his niece
Wow, this turned into a fucking long post, sorry about that. Also, this is more sexual than my pizza incident, but not a ton, so if you really want full on sex you should keep looking. This is just another one of my craigslist encounters that happened a few months ago (I’d probably never agree to do this kind of thing in winter, too damn cold).
In his listing, he described what he wanted as something “only for risk-takers” and “real exhibitionists”. I know both of those sound dumb out of context, but when I’ve had a bit to drink and I’m really craving that particular fetish that kind of talk really appeals to me. The post was pretty simple, he worked at a local law firm that had an attached parking garage. He wanted to meet a girl willing to blow him in between two strangers’ cars and maybe then fuck in the back of his SUV. What really sealed the deal for me was that he finished his post by mentioning that there were security cameras in the garage, but he was pretty sure they were just for show. The idea of possibly getting caught (even though I doubted he’d risk his job so they probably were just for show) makes me almost feel like I’m going to have a panic attack, but in a good way so I had to message him back.