erotic horror stories and histories

She enjoyed them all the more when they came into her room wrapped in a cloth of innocence. They were required to be young men, no older than twenty-one years of age; and, should they be near this most strict limit, it had be compensated for with outstandingly delicate facial features. After all, that was the one quality she was looking for, the one that stimulated her appetite....

Dear reader::
Ghost stories can be spooky or fun. I hope this bit of ephemera entertains you. Once again selecting a category for this is difficult. Enjoy.
Do you believe in ghosts?
I do, because I am one.
Boo!
I hate being a ghost, trust me its no fucking picnic. It's a miserable existence, or non-existence or quasi -existence. I can't tell anymore, it's way above my pay grade....

Team building is one of those awful inventions of modern life where employees are invited to some rural location, pummelled with activities of completely risable natures, fed large amounts of alcohol and are expected to function better as a team after the exercise. In my experience team building causes rifts in long-standing friendships that have been forged in the fires of unified resistance to management stupidity and brutality. Come to think about it that is possibly the arcane reason for team building e...

The days are darker... Reality is a blur. I honestly do not know the difference between this realm, or, whatever else is out there. The days are blending and it's making my head spin like a top. All I can think about is... him. I miss him so much. I can still remember it like it was yesterday. That gruesome accident that had taken my husband away from me. It's been six months... I have yet to find peace in the madness. He was my everything. I expect to come home one day and find him in the living room waiti...

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. All characters herein depicted are over the age of 18. I do not condone any abuse of any kind, and everything herein is just fantasy. Do not attempt to re-enact anything you read here. All BDSM activ...

This is a sequel to "Tale Of The Ghostly Ass Eater"
Tale of the Enchanted Semen Demon.
"My life is over." Josie said, banging her head straight down onto her desk. Her eyes were tightly clenched closed, as if the whole world would disappear if she just willed it hard enough.
"How could we have predicted that your college professor would find the video?" Gretchen said with a hint of sympathy, but also trying desperately not to laugh. The video of Josie having her ass eaten by a ghost had blown up on...

"It's almost like a whisper at first," Lita intoned, her eyes just a little too wide and her smile just a little too hungry. She was sitting on top of the low retaining wall separating the road from the river, which would have worried Jessie a lot more if the river was anything more than a shallow trickle running directly under the center of the Cesar Chavez Bridge. At this time of year, the only risk you ran falling down there was skinning your knee on the pavement or landing on a film crew... but Jessie f...

TW: drowning (no death)
Evening sunlight filtered through the tree cover. The sun's dying rays lit the forest in gold. Wind swayed the great bows, casting gently shifting shadows over the hidden path. A careful eye would pick out the signs; a mark in a tree there, a rock smoothed by the river tucked between two roots here....

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. All characters herein depicted are over the age of 18. I do not condone any abuse of any kind, and everything herein is just fantasy. Do not attempt to re-enact anything you read here. All BDSM activ...

We met at a baseball game. She was so freakin cute. Short, perky tits, nice ass, and beautiful wide eyes. I quote often would get my office's season tickets and head to the game. The seats were great and I always had a few friends that wanted to go. Most of the office were not big sports fans and it was really just a rotation of a few of us through the 81 home game schedule....

Louis lay on the floor of the parlour, dripping with sweat. He was surrounded by seven beautiful women sitting on fine couches, and the room was silent.
Louis' mind was in a turmoil. Flashes of nightmares and memories intruded his hazy thoughts, and he could not shake the impulse to stand up, to run away and flee the old mansion. He knew in his soul that he was in grave danger, but he could not take his eyes of the beautiful, mysterious woman before him. Louis could not turn his gaze away from the Marqui...

**A novice detective rushes into the den of a would-be damsel in distress. Only to find she has far more planned than he could ever imagine. This tale involved forced oral sex, voyeurism, whores, occult rituals, and a few knives. There's more to cum in this lurid tale. Stay tuned for even more eldritch debauchery in part 2 of Court of the Mantis Queen!**...

Chapter 1
FOUNDLING
The rocks crunched under my boots like bones. A dry sound dampened by the fog slowly swirling across my boots. I didn't know my name but apparently I knew the sound of bones breaking.
A raven's garbled caw echoed from the forest that surrounded me.
Not creepy at all.
If I had a phone I would've called Dr. Ortega and asked her why she sent me to Elvira's Mountain Retreat for Emotionally Unstable Women in the middle of nowhere. But I already knew the answer....

I guess it escalated quickly... she should honestly not be that surprised... how things went from one to a hundred... her mind wanders and she lets out a small moan... a hand gently on her head, cupping her cheek and running back into her hair... tugging.. grounding... she slips back into subspace easily. She is on her knees, under a desk... a cock in her mouth for what feels like ages... it grounds her, not to think, just to feel, be good, be used....

It was the end of a long, hard week, and sadly, like too many others, I had broken my ass all week and left with seeing how to make my paycheck get us to the next one. But we were young, and that is an all-too-familiar story. Being in our teens and already with a child wasn't helping, but it is what it is....

The following erotic horror story has themes of horror, misogyny, non-consent sex and other dark themes. If such content offends you, please do not read. This is an erotic FICTION story not meant as any sort of gender, political or societal protest. This is purely for entertainment and never meant to happen in reality. If you have issues with such kinks, please do not read....

Straw
Life for the farm men and women in the city of Skeldale was thought to be safe. Little did they know that just beyond the treeline was an evil that would shake this genteel city to its core.
During the day the city bustled with life, especially in the many markets that filled it. All around Skeldale were small villages and ranches, which supplied the city with its varying goods. The cobblestone roads were lined with vendors, wagons full of fruits and vegetables, and a heavy flow of patrons. Ther...

Chapter One -- The Sharp Line of Control
Evelyn
There are days when I feel like I've been pressed into myself --
starched, boned, and sealed behind glass.
I wake at 5:00 a. m. before the alarm. I always do. The flat is still. Nothing stirs. My apartment, high above the Thames, is all clean edges and strategic minimalism. Concrete softened by curated textiles. Every object in its place. Not one of them touched by sentiment....

Priapus


Word Count: 4400

Terry double-locked the door behind him and turned off his phone before stripping naked. For what he planned on doing, he wanted no interruptions of any sort. He fixed himself a quick supper of leftover meatloaf, ate it mechanically, stroking the eight inch length of his hardening cock with his free hand, then headed into his spare bedroom, his erection bobbing and dripping pre-cum with anticipation....

**All characters within this story are 18 or above**
"I don't wanna go" The younger sister whined.
"Okay then don't go" Rowan replied, ending the conversation. The sounds of the sunny classroom pushed out the silence immediately.
"It's not safe you could get hurt," Kat claimed.
"By what exactly..." Rowan asked, playing tapping fiercely on Clash of Clans....

With all of the excitement of discovering that they lived with a group of sex-obsessed ghosts, Vanessa had forgotten all about her head injury. However, the throbbing in her head soon ramped up to such a level it could no longer be ignored, so she was forced to take the Doctor's advice and take some time to rest up. Since Michael was itching to get back to work on the house, the ghosts took turns checking in on her whenever Michael wasn't able to....

Thanks so much for reading! This story is an erotic horror, which means it's scary, strange, and very horny. It features characters with a variety of sexualities, including gay sex scenes, so please keep that in mind.
It is a slower burn with a stronger focus on the story, but don't worry -- there are definitely sex scenes, and plenty more to come. I'm planning multiple parts, so I hope you enjoy the journey....

Louis struggled against the shackles, to no avail.
"Please, please no! I beg of you! Please no!" he screamed in the dark box which imprisoned his head. His arms, legs, and torso, which were outside the small box, flailed and thrashed as much as his chains would allow.
"I'm sorry, Louis, please forgive me! I cannot stop it, I cannot..." cried the woman sitting above him....

Carl saw the ad flash across his phone as he was playing a game during his lunch break at work. It was one of those stupid timed ads that you couldn't just get rid of right away forcing the user to at least wait for the X to pop up. Carl's eyes moved down the screen and saw the ad was calling for sperm donors at a local clinic. That would have been the end of it, but it also said all donors would be given $100. Carl, like most people these days could certainly use an extra $100, and he thought, 'Shoot, if a...

Where to begin, you won't believe me anyway so I best tell the story as happened.
My name is Caroline I'm 20 years old still a virgin or I was in the normal sense I'm still not really sure what happened to me that night.
Was I dreaming, it must of been a dream because it could not of been real, it's impossible to believe....

It had been six months since Stephanie Conner jumped each time she heard the rifles fire at the grave when they lowered James Sr. into the ground. The honor guard presented her with a folded flag.
"On behalf of the President of the United States," the soldier said. "The United States Army, and a grateful Nation, please accept this flag as a symbol of our appreciation for your husband's honorable and faithful service."...

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. All characters herein depicted are over the age of 18. I do not condone any abuse of any kind, and everything herein is just fantasy. Do not attempt to re-enact anything you read here. All BDSM activ...

Vicar Amelia
(the following story is absolutely grotesque. Its about two hideous monsters having sex. it also contains some noncon stuff. Wouldn't recommend this story to anyone who isn't fucked in the head)
Killian had just enough sense left to know that he wasn't himself anymore. His body had changed on the outside, but that part was easy enough to ignore. What was harder to ignore were the changes to his mind. His thoughts weren't human anymore. They weren't civilized. They ran wild in his mind, cr...

//trying to get better at writing. This is my attempt at expanding that//
Frankie approached the old house, rust covering each corner. The door was unlocked and cracked open. As if it was welcoming him. Beckoning him. He had lived here for years with his mother and twin sister Ella. They knew it was haunted, but the spirits that danced through the hallways and crept into their room at night were friendly. Quiet. Curiously watching. Always waiting. Magnetic. Dark. Velvet. Pulling....

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. All characters herein depicted are over the age of 18. I do not condone any abuse of any kind, and everything herein is just fantasy. Do not attempt to re-enact anything you read here. All BDSM activ...