A growing compilation of erotic one offs.

My first attempt at erotic writing. Not for eyes younger than18. Comment and vote. Tell me if I need to improve.

The kingdom of Bayfell requires that every male and female must marry after he or she turns sixteen. Of course, not everyone loves this law, but the kingdom's population is dwindling. The Claiming is a ceremony in which one young man writes down the name of three women of his choosing, listing most preferable to least. At the event, the announcements are made of whom each man chose to be his wife. The woman does not get a say in it whatsoever. She is stuck with whoever picks her. Isabella Reyes is unfortunately sixteen, and she is terrified. She grew up in the Facility, a home for orphans born to women of the lower class. Little does she know that the claim that is made for her hand will change everything. *Disclaimer: If you think this is a werewolf novel, you are very much wrong! I didn't realize the title's connection to werewolf lore until MONTHS after I was halfway into it. But please, give it a try if you were fooled! It's a mixture of fantasy, romance, and dystopian that has yet to disappoint!* Book cover credits to @Teddy_Ninja Thank you so much for the brilliance you have created for my story!

[18+ and rated R] || A collection of smutty one shots and multi-part stories to satisfy your secret fantasies and deep desires. *smutty, steamy, sultry, and slutty*

A collection of short, erotic stories with dark, forbidden themes. Please read the disclaimer before you carry on. WARNING 18+ All characters are 18 and over. Featuring bad guys as love interest 😈 1 - A controlling stepdad with a kink for spanking 2 - A boyfriend with dark, hidden desires 3 - The Mafia consigliere takes what he wants 4 - Her boss has a dirty little secret... but it doesn't stay secret for long 5 - The alien titan might have conquered a whole planet... but there's something else he desires 6 - A former convict with a violent past finds a new religion 7 - The life of a trophy wife might be lonely, but never chaste (part 1) 8 - He'll do anything to hide his true feelings, even go so far as to bully her. 9 - Trophy wife (part 2) 10 - Being a Duchess comes at a price... under the Duke's heavy hand. 11 - An uptight police chief with his eye on a misbehaving punk finally snaps. 12 - The Trophy wife (part 3) 13 - It takes more than good grades to be the teacher's favourite. 14 - Her stepdad might be a gangster, but he has a soft spot for her. 15 - He's no gentle giant, he's 6'7 of pure mean (Part 1) 16 - Pure Mean (Part 2) 17 - My Stepdad, the Gangster (Part 2) 18 - A fairy's new found freedom is cut short when she comes across a possessive orc chief 19 - There's only one who can put her in her place, the old fashioned corporate lawyer ... and more

This book is a collection of steamy, sexy, and sensual stories, written by me. Therefore, the content in this book is not suitable for readers under eighteen. Reader's discretion is advised!

This story is really HOT. Like really really really HOT. It's essentially about a college student learning about her hidden desire to submit to a man, with the help of her roommate & a very hot dominant man. This is a MATURE story & the smut within the story is VERY smutty, so be warned! BUT there's also substance to the story & it's a good read! Enjoy my loves :* EXCERPT - He cupped my breasts, and then he snarled. "Padded bra. As if you needed one." His hands were under my sweatshirt and he hauled the bra up, roughly, and then his hands were on me, feeling, squeezing, his palms grinding against my nipples. Those hands had spanked me and somehow that changed everything. His hands mattered. I arched into them, and then my head went back and he kissed my mouth again, lips and tongue forcing my mouth to give him what he wanted. "Can't think," I said, dazed, against his lips, and he growled at me for speaking. And then one hand dove into my pants, and a finger forced inward. My knees gave out entirely. We sank to the floor and he pinned me down, violently taking my mouth with his tongue and my pussy with his finger, and I learned what happens when you almost come and stop and then are touched again. I was out of control, my legs opened and my hips tilted. His fingers moved to my clit, then back inside me... everything ached and burned and it was all I could do not to beg for more. The late night fantasies were back, but now I was living one, the man who took, demanded, forced a young girl to feel things she didn't know about - my hips tilted up further, he twisted around and sucked a nipple roughly, painfully, and every muscle in me tensed, I couldn't stop, there was only more and faster- I came in that slow, violent way that takes away all control of your limbs and slams you again and again against the floor. My noises were guttural and raw, and when my eyes were closed all I saw was his dark, demanding gaze. --- OKAY NOW GO READ!

Bhavesh leaned in closer to her lips almost touching his lips with hers and whispered "I missed you Jaya. So much that you can't even imagine it. I always craved for you. To be around you. To be with you. Did you miss me too?" Listening to him Jaya's breath hitched and she nodded her head as it seems her words were stucked in her throat. Not getting any verbal response Bhavesh removed his hands from the wall and cupped her jaw while pressing it and said "Answer me verbally biwi." Looking at his dark eyes Jaya stuttered her response "Ye... Yesss... I... I. missed you too." Hearing her reply there was a smile on Bhavesh face. He inclined his face more towards Jaya and whispered "If my biwi permits can I kiss her?" . . Jaya & Bhavesh were tied in a marriage at the tender age of 9 and 11. Getting separated after few months of marriage they both built their new life. Now after 9 years their union happened again. How will they help and support eachother. Will they be able to complete "CHAR KADAM" of their life by holding hands or will societal pressure will make them the typical couple of 1960's. Dive in to know. Sunshine x Sunshine Dominant x Submissive

Set in the 1980s in a small village of Rajasthan, where traditions hold power and choices are not a privilege for women, this is the story of Yugveer and Paridhi-two souls bound by a marriage arranged by their families. With a 11 year age gap and lives shaped by duty rather than love, will their bond remain one of obligation, or will fate weave something deeper between them? Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and does not depict real events, people, or societal views. It reflects a time when choices were limited for women but is meant for storytelling purposes only. This story contains some mature themes recommended for 18+ users only. If this theme does not align with your preferences, you are welcome to skip this story-but please refrain from leaving hate comments.

I was currently straddling him, desperately trying not to roll my hips into his toned stomach. Joel." I whimpered, my voice coming out as a low whine. His big hand swiftly met with my ass and I cried out from the sharp slap, a moan unintentionally escaping my lips. "What do you call me, Princess?" He asked ominously into my ear. He pulled myI was currently straddling him, desperately trying not to roll my hips into his toned stomach. Joel." I whimpered, my voice coming out as a low whine. His big hand swiftly met with my ass and I cried out from the sharp slap, a moan unintentionally escaping my lips. "What do you call me, Princess?" He asked ominously into my ear. He pulled my skirt up to my lower back and began to caress my bottom gently, over the place that he just spanked, leading to an even more profound tingle. I whined and just barley rocked against him when I felt another, slightly harsher slap land on the middle of my exposed rear, and I yelped loudly. "Kai." He rumbled, his lips grazing my ear as he spoke. "You know I don't like to repeat myself." He warned and squeezed my now stinging bottom. "D-Daddy, I call you Daddy." I hurriedly answered. "Please!" I begged, wholeheartedly regretting my earlier actions today. I felt him smile against my face at that, and he chuckled darkly generating a shiver to run up my spine. What have I gotten myself into?