GRO Part 2 – Jeni’s First Time [Str8, M/f, inc, Fsub, oral]

Jeni was more than ready for round three with Bobby, but when she looked up at him, she saw that he really had fallen asleep this time. Who could blame him? He was probably massively dehydrated by now. He lay on his back like he’d passed out. Asleep he looked even younger than 13. Jeni looked from his cock to his face and back again, in awe that she had just had amazing oral sex with a kid who wasn’t even in high school. And her brother to boot! She’d gotten her world rocked by her 13-year-old little brother! The thought alone make her pussy cream.

She didn’t care if he was asleep – she needed him. She rose up on her elbow again and took hold of his cock. It had gone completely flaccid this time. She kissed it and licked it all over, but no effect. Bobby was passed out and it appeared his cock was in hibernation mode. She straddled his legs and rubbed her tits up and down his crotch, hoping the new sensation would awaken the beast, but still nothing, other than making herself that much hornier.

GRO – The Miracle Cream [Str8, m/f, inc b/s, oral] Part 1 of many.

“Bobby do you want…WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

Jeni had entered her little brother’s room to ask him about dinner, but had instead found in naked from the waist down doing…something!

Now Bobby was scrambling to cover his privates with his bedspread—easily accomplished since, at 13, he didn’t have much to cover.

“GET OUT!” he was shouting.

“Bobby, were you masturbating?” Jeni asked mockingly, quickly finding amusement in the shameful situation.

“No…” Bobby said. He looked bashful, but something in his voice told her it was the truth.

“Then what?” Jeni put her hands on her hips and thrust out her chin as she asked, hoping to strike a pose of authority. At 16, she was certainly older than Bobby. But at 5’2” and barely 85-pounds, she was not the least bit bigger. If Bobby decided to make her get out, there would be nothing she could do to stop him.

However, Bobby didn’t seem to be in a position to put up much of a fight. His eyes involuntarily flicked to the bed. Following his gaze, Jeni saw what appeared to be a tube of toothpaste.

A Quick Change [mf, inc, transformation]

Since I'm retiring my old mailing list to devote more of my non-writing time to The Naughty List (a startup promo service for erotica authors and a "bargain/freebie" resource for readers), and this ol' story was hanging around as a bonus for people that signed up for my newsletter, I've decided to release it here! It's an exclusive story that I never put up for sale anywhere and, hell, I figured some of you guys might enjoy it!

So…yeah. Enjoy. All characters are exactly 18 years of age, btw.


A Quick Change

“I don’t know why I go out here with you, Jess,” Billy said with an annoyed huff. “We never find anything, anyway.”

I plunged the fiberglass trowel into the ground and churned the hard soil around. The damned metal detector had gone crazy right on this very spot, so I knew something had to be there. My idiot brother might like to complain about it, but one of these days I was going to find something amazing. Besides, I knew why he always agreed to go along, even if he acted like he hated it; Billy liked seeing me in the cut-off shorts I always wore on our little “expeditions”.

Little Sister Pt. 1 [incest] [mast] [Mf]

This is absolutely and wholly fiction.

When you introduce Elle [Eleanor] to us I can see the way you watch her and fawn over her. Mom dotes on the ring and the engagement and Daddy pokes fun of you, asking how you could have possibly tricked such a pretty girl into marrying you.

She is pretty, and sweet. Mom obviously adores her, and you can't keep your hands off of her. You hand is always cradled in the small of her back, or touching her hair gently, or grasping her hands. The two of you sit very close, and she beams at you with every stall in conversation. Mom comments on the chemistry and Daddy congratulates you.

The funny thing is your unusual behavior towards me. You hardly look over at me, and you haven't said anything more than "Hey, Claire," since the two of you arrived.

At dinner time Mom asks that I set the table while she and Elle linger in the kitchen discussing finances for the wedding. Daddy – per Mom's request – is up in the attic digging out the old photo albums of you as a baby, a toddler, and a teenager. By the time I've set the five spots at the table, Mom and Elle are just now talking about venues and the reception, totally lost in the conversation.

(Preview) Welcome Home Sweetie [fM/fFM, fsub, inc, more to come…]

I'm hoping to know if some of you fine folks would want to read this story before I start writing. It was conceived by myself and an ex-girlfriend over a long roleplaying session. Sadly no sexy bits here, but if you're interested, the first chapter will be up soon enough. Enjoy.

For many growing up, high school was one of the hellish points of their youth. Though for 17 y/o Katie, it soon became far from ordinary. Her first two years were fairly uneventful. Minus the nasty relationship she had with her mother, who was recently jailed for drug abuse. She was taken into custody by a close friend of her mother, who ended up not giving much attention to her. To cope with the frustrations she dabbled in brief relationships and some casual fun covering both sexes. However, all that never filled the hollow void inside her. She dearly wanted the love she never received from her mother and father.

My Father and I [Incest], [mf], [dad], [daughter]

This story was one of my first attempts at writing erotica back in 2012

I had always wondered what it would be like to have the penis that created me, inside me. This obsession had been plaguing me for years as a teenager, I had never had any trouble getting male attention at all as I had what many guys called “the perfect figure” but I was never really interested in any other man than the one who made me, I thought it was just raging hormones through puberty that was causing these thoughts to even enter my head. I am very aware that this was not the case at all, and that I have a very dark secret to hold to myself about what my father and I had done tonight.

Throughout my late teens I have been getting more and more sexually active, being very promiscuous with the boys at school. I had even gone as far as giving my boyfriend head on the school field at lunch, obviously in a quiet corner so nobody would see, but none of these boys turned me on quite as much as my father. He had the body most guys would kill for, nicely toned abs, the biceps which were just the perfect size, and amazing buns of steel, the fire fighter every girl dreams of, but unfortunately this was my dad.

SheilaStretch’s Plutonian Propagation: wrecked holes, broken taboos & wanton cumsluts too! [Story tags include: M/S, MC, Mind-Break, Cum Obsession, Intentional Pregnancy, Fisting+, ect. ect…]

X-posted from /r/breeding… Mr. S and I have been working to get this finished for what seems like forever now, but it's finally done!

The story is broken up into 3 parts, with each part having a few 'main' kinks. If one chapter's focused kink doesn't appeal, the story is split in a way that you can absolutely skip to the next chapter to avoid the bit you're not interested in :)

The mother/son relationship is a primary theme, and progresses throughout all 3 chapters, but I guess we could say the first 2 chapters are really more about the mental processes our leading lady goes through to end up where she ends up by chapter 3 :D

Chapter summaries below:

Chapter 1: http://legitkink.net/content/stories/mister-s/plutonianpropegation/wreckedholes-pt1

Tags: slut, cum obsession, corruption, MC, mind-break, piercings, gangbangs, wrecked holes

Claire could see the cum spilling out of her overfilled hole, leaking out around her piercings and down her thighs and onto the sheets to form a sticky mess between her legs.

Her cunt was a sloppy, gaping, wrecked mess. She knew she should have been horrified, but… she couldn't bring herself look away.

Ebook publishing for erotica with noncon and borderline bestiality

Hi, I am about to publish an erotica story as an ebook! I can't wait to share it, but I have some questions for more seasoned publishers.

My story includes some triggers like noncon and possible bestiality (it's a fantasy, and involves a rather violent band of centaurs.) How can I make sure these issues are highlighted so that those with trigger issues will know not to read it? I really enjoy writing these racy scenes, but it's important to me that people who might be disturbed by them are alerted.

I know that Amazon has started cracking down on the more "questionable" content like incest, non-consent, and bestiality, but that their biggest concern is keeping their storefront clean. Apparently, if you keep your titles and descriptions pretty innocuous they don't mind as much. I also heard that B&N is much more open to these themes. However, if I post a clean-ish title and description, other than the tags, how will I protect those with triggers against those scenes in my book?

Any advice would be greatly appreciated!

Vacation – Part 8 of 8 ( mF mFF Inc Mother/Son Aunt/Nephew Coercion)

When I woke up, I was flat on my back, with Aunt Karen laying beside me; she had one leg draped across both of mine and her hand was under the sheet, which was pulled up to our waists, holding my dick. I couldn't see her face, just the top of her head, which was sort of laying on my chest.

Deciding I could get used to waking up to a naked woman stroking my stiffening dick, I stroked Aunt Karen's bare back. She responded by squeezing my dick and bending so that her head moved a few inches down my torso and closer. She was going to suck me, again! At least, that what it seemed like. I moved my hand from her back to the top of her head and, sure enough, she turned and rolled, pulling her knees under her to sort of kneel, curled forward, at my side, with her head just above my cock, which she had pushed the sheet off of.

Vacation – Part 7 of 8 ( mF mFF Inc Mother/Son Aunt/Nephew Coercion)

I woke up to the feel of a warm, slippery hand on my dick.

Kristin had left for the beach, leaving Aunt Karen and I alone in bed, after our emotionally intense bout of love making. But we didn't do anything else, together. Aunt Karen, who seemed pretty pensive, sent me to take a shower in the master suite while she bathed, alone, in the second bathroom.

I was pretty bummed, when I got out of the shower. Up until then, even though we had been forced to do things that were way beyond anything we would ever have considered, both Mom and Aunt Karen had seemed to be pretty much okay with it, or at least able to act like they were, which made it okay for me, too. Hell, to be completely honest, it was a lot better than just okay.

But if it was bothering Aunt Karen, I didn't really think I could continue. I had to put an end to the whole, insane situation.