The Warrior of East Veria’s Final Fight [M32/F29] [Rape] [Battle] [Rough] [Fantasy] [Size Difference] [Snuff]

TW: I’ll be honest with you, this is pretty heavy stuff. If you’re worried that any of the above might be too much, don’t read on

Side note: Please let me know what you think. This is my first time trying erotica, let alone something this heavy

Even from her spot in the shade, behind the large, iron portcullis, she could feel the heat radiating from the sands outside. The murmur of the crowd on its other side made her heart beat a little bit too fast and her hairs stand on end. *Barbarians*, she thought to herself.

Anise checked the leather straps on her shield, ensuring they were fastened tightly and swung the short sword around, feeling for the weight. Nothing like her Dawn Riser, but it would have to do. Here, in this moment, she knew this was the last bit of peace she was going to have for a long while. No prisoners sneering at her, no guards watching her, just a moment before she had to fight for her life.

The portcullis began to rise, iron creaking on stone and the rhythmic sound of chains echoing in the small chamber as slowly the gateway into hell opened before her. She stepped out into the sun, eager to get this over with.

Will (M) and Chloe (F) [FDOM] [Non-con]

This is my first story ever. I’ve never written anything before. I wrote this in a google doc and tried to copy/paste the whole thing here. It was better organized, such as Will’s thoughts being italicized, but when I pasted it here it was just one big wall of text and I had to go through and separate everything and couldn’t be bothered to italicize those bits again. Sorry.

Thanks for reading.

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Will was almost late. It was nearly 7pm and they had decided to meet half an hour before their 7:30 movie so they could go for a walk at the park and introduce themselves properly. He’d lost track of time between grooming himself in the shower (he’d been more optimistic at the time) and trying to find a pair of jeans that fit better than the ones he was currently wearing. Though he hadn’t been overweight, he’d wanted to tone up and the last several months of daily gym sessions had trimmed his waistline to the point of him having to constantly pull his pants up, he’d put off buying pants that fit better and now he regretted it.

KLIT 96.9 THE RAVE, EST 140 Tremors on the Train Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BONDAGE TOYS ROLE PLAYING)

“”This is the Lesbian Morning Show with DJ Maeve and Klit 96.9 The Rave” Nova ReBoot announced.

“You know there are pics of women being fondled for comics and such butt to hear the story of an actual fondling just like that which is on the VibraTrain. That seems so wrong in my books. So here is Tremor in the Train brought to you by Klit 96.9 Lesbian Morning Show with me, DJ Maeve and The Rave.”

“Everyday I get to ride the Clit Tickler across town. Now the Clit Tickler is a subway type train. One that is not suspended above the ground on a Monterrey track like the VibraTrain. So like I said I stand in the underground port waiting for the 7:15 train, Clit Tickler to appear. It wasn’t until recently that I noticed some of the guys stared at me. My emotions were at a mix. On one point I was terrified and on the other thanks to my imagination my pussy started to get so wet.
How bad I wanted to touch myself. To play until I was a screaming mess on the Clit Ticklers floor. Somehow I knew that the day would cum when I had to stand sandwiched in between these lustful souls.

Farmer’s Daughter Goes to Breeding School Ch. 1 [Breeding] [Exhibitionism] [MF Orgy] [College]

All Characters are 18+

“What the fuck?” Marci muttered to herself as she looked at the local private-school website. There among the bland, cookie cutter web page was a video displaying a classroom of attentive schoolgirls taking notes while wearing nothing but sheer white micro bikinis. She just stared in total disbelief, thinking for a second that she mistakenly found a porn website.

Marci gazed at the tiny strips of cloth covering the girls’ breasts and groins. The sheer cloth was totally see-through, and the tops weren’t even wide enough to fully cover some of the girls with larger nipples. Marci noticed across their faces was a plethora of varied emotions. The room ranged from expressionless, wide-eyed curiosity, to obvious stress and despair.

They were all watching a twenty-something man fucking the most beautiful blonde girl Marci had ever seen, curled up like a pretzel and getting fucked on a cot set up at the front of the class.

She was looking up to him desperately and pulling him into her. The projector screen behind them was displaying an active sperm sample, and the whiteboards next to the screen were crammed with diagrams and notes about the male and female genitalia.

A week of fighting leads to the kinkiest night of our [MF] lives.

We [F25] [M25] had been fighting all week over a threesome gone wrong. At the peak of it he had called it quits. I tried to talk him into giving us a little more time. He told me his ego was wounded and he feels undesirable. He told me he feels there’s an imbalance between us sexually.

The next day we were texting while he was at work. He asked if I thought some dom/sub play would be therapeutic for us. He then said he would like the next time we’re physical to have a power balance in his favor. He said he wanted a worship/service type attitude from me. He wanted me to focus on him while he ignores me. He suggested I suck his toes while he jacked off. We had just come to the realization we’re both into feet recently. I said that was something I’d be willing to do. He then told me there was something that’s been brewing in the back of his mind for a while. I asked what and he told me that he was sure it’d be a hard no and that he was kinda embarrassed. I told him the worst I could do is say no. He responds with one word “piss”.

JOBud Got Serious [MM]

*Reddit deleted some of my old stories for some reason so I took that as an oppurtunity to re-read them and make some minor edits. As always let me know what you think*

My marriage wasn’t going well. We loved each other and I knew we were meant to be together but after 3 kids in 7 years we were more like roommates than lovers. She focused all her energies on the kids. She quit her job and stayed at home. She drove them to and from school every day. Went to bake sales and PTA meetings. Everything was “off of Pintrest” or “this influencer on Instagram painted this in her son’s room.”

I was grateful. I really was. She dedicated her life to the family and I respected her hard work. But I was lonely. I caught myself flirting with a girl at work once and I felt very bad. On my way home that day I bought her flowers and chocolate. She took the flowers and told me that she saw this cute centerpiece with roses that she wanted to copy.

My Summertime Friend with Benefits [TFF]

This is my first post here, hopefully you enjoy this story! Let me tell you a little bit about myself. I’m Veronica, a 22 year trans girl in my sophomore year of college (I’ve taken a gap year, switched my major recently, and I’m hopefully transferring to Georgetown soon). I’m 5’10”, with long, thick, wavy blonde hair and grey eyes. I have sharp features, with very high cheekbones, a straight, thin nose, etc. I’m very pale; I’m religious about using sunscreen. I’m quite thin, and weigh around 125 pounds. I have what could be described as a bottom heavy figure for my weight. My boobs are on the smaller end of a C cup, and I have moderately wide hips, a bit of a bubble butt, and thighs to match since I work out a fair amount.

This story actually took place during the summer before my freshman year of college, when I was 19. For most of the summer I had been hooking up with a girl named Autumn. I had actually lost my virginity to her pre-transition too. So you know what she looks like, I’ll describe her here. Autumn is very tall, around 6’0”. She has slightly tanned skin, blue eyes, and she’s constantly dying her hair different colors, usually pink or purple. She has gentle cherubic features and a button nose. She has curves for days; she’s quite busty and has wide hips and a very big butt.

The Night I Owned Him

After experimenting with pegging my partner a few times, I had been wanting to take things to the next level. There’s something about the thought of this strong, masculine, usually dominant man allowing me to use him for our pleasure that’s addicting.

One night, I called him over and planned out everything we would do, without him knowing. When he arrived, I had him take a shower and then I helped give him a bath. While bathing him, I looked at him and told him that I was going to fuck him tonight. It had been awhile since I’d pegged him but it’s something we both enjoy. I could feel his dick getting hard after I told him what was in store as he looked at me and said OK.

After he got out of the bath, I put on the strap on and our favorite dildo and instructed him to lay on his back so I could eat his ass. I sucked his dick for awhile because I know he likes getting his ass eaten so his dick was rock hard with anticipation.

CRASHING AT YOUR PLACE… [M23/m23]

(This is a work of fiction inspired by another redditor, any feedback or comments are appreciated)

Me and Alex have been friends since the start of high school, always hanging out together.

We are the same height with similar solid built bodies but I’m white, blue eyes, straight brown hair and he has brown skin, tight curly hair and deep brown eyes.

We had helped each other get through some tough times but we were always able to mess with each other, constantly teasing. We’d often get drunk while playing video games and confess things we wouldn’t tell anyone else.

One time he let it slip that he got off from his girlfriend at the time milking his prostate and dominating him, I on the other hand had confessed that I absolutely nutted the hardest in my life when my ex said “please Daddy… cum in my ass…” and from then on I called him bitch boy and he’d call me big daddy to stir each other up.

We are both 23 and still living at home of course, we had been at a party close to his Mother’s house. The party was going no where so we decided to continue the drinking back at his place and play video games.