Piss Smut Stories

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Creature Crush!

by JackOLantern on Oct 24, 2020
Fetish

The world is a strange place, full of wonders the likes of which we don’t even know of yet. This is a tale about some of those hidden wonders, locked away from the senses of society at large. This is a world where creatures like vampires, genies, demons, ghosts, and many more roam the Earth in secret, right under our noses. This could be a scary place to liv...

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Smut Anthology

by lolhappy250 on Dec 9, 2018
Miscellaneous

This "story" is meant to be a replacement for my tumblr, since they decided to fuck themselves right after I started a blog, and since all my content was erotica anyways, this seemed like a serviceable choice. As such, within you'll find a variety of short stories and flash fiction, rather than an overarching plot. Fair warning, I lean heavily towa...

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How The Inch Stole XXXmas

by SanchoHardbottle on Feb 6, 2018
Humor & Satire

Every Fuck Down in Fucksville Liked XXXmas a lot... But the Inch ,Who lived just north of Fucksville, Did NOT! The Inch hated XXXmas! The whole XXXmas season! Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason. It could be that his testicles were hung up far too high. It could be, perhaps, that his bladder was shy. But I think that the most likel...

Last Longer, Do Better Sex, Rock!

by smoothbadman on Sep 14, 2017
How To

This article right here, will make it impossible for women to think that you are bad in bed. No more of those women saying she was bored to death when you were inside of her or her laughing at you when you ask to get inside of her again. No, when you read this, and do what it says, you will be the dick in charge like Ronny Reagan (or was it Nixon). Yeah, if...

Allia, Futa-Freak

by TexanBelgianCutie on Mar 7, 2018
Fantasy

Allia felt a strange feeling luring her into the forest outside of the city walls. She felt more and more comfortable, warm, and safe as she approached her destination. Before too long, she came upon a large wooden house in the middle of nowhere. Thirsty, hungry and very tired, Allia had no other choice than to knock on the strange house’s door. “There’s a g...

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LST3K Ep. 04: Erthe Day

by Darkniciad on Sep 13, 2017
Humor & Satire

Welcome, gentle readers, to a special Earth Day episode of LST3K! Today we have a tale dredged off a 3.5 floppy found buried in the bottom of a box, in a garage. I applaud my reader who had the tenacity to hunt this up, and the balls to show it to another living being. Although, I'm still twitching a bit from the first time I read it. I'm pretty sure I'm g...

On Miss' Orders, Getting Home

by Penisleeve2020 on Apr 21, 2020
Fetish

From the second my cooling, cum smeared body contacted the seat when I collapsed into it at 4am I became increasingly aware of just how much cum was covering me. What is She going to think when I get home. It takes 20 minutes at that time in the morning to drive home from the club. When I got home at 5am My Miss was shocked, surprised, aroused and eventually...

Not So Adverse Reaction Ch. 03

by ElliottEden on Aug 29, 2017
Fetish

Authors note. Chapter three is a continuation of the previous two chapters, just in case you have just started reading. Things are going to get progressively kinkier in Betty and Elliot's life, with that in mind please read the tags associated with this story. I hope you enjoy the ride. "...sex addiction is also progressive. It often starts with a relativel...

The Human Toilet

by MsBlueVelvet on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

He comes to me to be used, to be degraded, to become nothing more than a double-ended piece of pipework. A sly winking poke-point on one end, a gaping wide receptacle on the other, there to catch the slurry of filth my body produces. To feed him. To force him. To make him. His only purpose is to be my human toilet. I do not need him. This isn't abo...

Cinderella

by bradley_stoke on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

When her stepmother entered through the cottage door bearing the news, Cinderella was sitting exactly where she always did. And that was in front of the blazing log fire, the ash and cinders dappling her deathly pale skin; naked as always, as clothes were a vanity wasted on one who never ventured beyond the kitchen hearth, the stack of logs and the coal scut...