Bubblegummeltdown Erotica - Stories, Poetry, and Prose

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All submissions are listed below with a brief capture piece of the story included under each title. By request, we have dedicated each story to it's own page - making printing and book marking much easier. Even more cool are the Preface Requests in the sidebars of the stories and the bio/home page of specific authors that submit to the Meltdown on a regular basis (coming soon).

The Erotica Portion of this website is devoted to the passionate writer or poet in all of us. We welcome and encourage any adult themed (story or poetry) submissions to the Meltdown Erotic Literature section regardless of whether you are a writing novice or a literary professional.

Please send your story via word document in email to Meltdownstaff@yahoo.com.
Submissions will be presented on a first come first served basis and remain anonymous only by request.

NEW!! Picture Perfect -thomcat-

I gasped and closed my eyes again. The sinful sensations were beginning to overwhelm me now. The sounds of slurps and moans were incredibly erotic, arousing me only more. My hands wanted to feel you; to grope your body with a reckless craving that I hadn't felt ... (read more)

I. Twist in the Polaris (f/m, poetry) -everything nice-

You pull me into your life force. Unyielding, selfishly. Gripping, the tips of your fingers rip. I close my eyes and permit your intentions - wanting. Memorizing the path of your traveling fingers to my breasts and then south... (read more)

II. At a Glance (f/m, fetish) -helskel-

He makes his hands slippery with the lubricant, and begins smoothing over the material. His hands run over her. He takes his time, like a craftsman restoring a priceless sculpture.... (read more)

III. Deathblow (m/f) -everything nice-

... his hands grab her by the hair and pull it away from her ears. His kisses come hard to her neck and stop at her earlobe - he whispers to her as she squirms to exude sound... "Shhhhh". His hiss is loud and clear - his command only serves to make her more excited.... (read more)

IIII. The Chair (m/f, BD) -spirit-

My cock had engorged itself the minute you came back into the room and I knew it pleased you that I was ready. You walked as though there was music, a slow dance around my chair...flowing. Your scent danced across my face ... (read more)

V. No 'Dick' in Dictation (f/f) -everything nice-

... our body language spoke volumes as we stood in that lobby. I couldn’t deny the fact that I needed to know for certain whether it was my imagination or if her attraction truly met mine. Carpe Diem, I thought to myself as I moved in to kiss her full, glossy ... (read more)

VI. My Desire for You (m/f) -thomcat-

... rubbing up and down. I can feel the wetness from your hungry mouth, running up and down my shaft. Your tongue plays with my head, lips rubbing over and over my sensitive ridge. You move your other hand and caress my testicles, while your mouth sucks and licks away on me.... (read more)

VII. And Then it Was (m/f) -everything nice-

Offering up your cum soaked finger, I oblige and welcome my own sweet taste while you spread the lips of my slick pussy with the very tip of your dick... and then guide it into my sweet spot slowly; inch by inch... and then out again. I arched and twisted a little to have you deeper, faster ... (read more)

VIII. My Addiction (prose) -sullen girl-

I need your mouth and fingers to move like fervent tools - pounding me with a relentless momentum, bringing me rigid on heights and waves and leaving me moist upon your chin. I want to beg for you through shattered breaths to come to me unbridled, bending me under your strong angles ... (read more)

VIIII. Church (m/f, role play, cyber) -everything nice / Anon-

Father: it is only you me, and the lord. Emma: well the lord better cover his fucking ears then. Father: that's blasphemy... *pushes you to your knees pennants, my child. Emma: *pouts I told you I was evil. Father: *shoves cock in your mouth Emma: *sucks Father: Yes, and i'm going to purify you... (read more)

X. Letter to You (prose) -anonymous-

We are still elusive to that which happens around us. It's empowering, devious, and delicious in all of the right places. It's a power struggle of epic proportions - dirty and raw, yet soft and sensual. Two stars combining and emitting a dust of cosmic explosion into the universe.... (read more)

XI. Sticks (m/f) -everything nice-

"You know... if you don't stop... We will have to throw down right here... on the sticks...," her voice shook as she spoke "that's driving me crazy." She stood weak kneed as his hands made their way through the lace of her bra - she melted as the tips of his fingers caressed the hardness ... (read more)

XII. Fresh Breeze (f/, masturbation) -bad influence girl-

She gasped and arched as a particularly cool gust teased her sopping wet clit, slamming it down onto her waiting finger which was only too happy to continue where the breeze had left off. she could feel the sun staring directly up her inside passage as her finger dipped into her honey and slid up the channel and back to her button... (read more)

XIII. Breaking the Boy (f/m, bdsm) -everything nice-

I'd reached for my paddle as it teetered, Shawn continues to smile as the paddle follows along his skin softly, only to slap hard in an instant with no warning - I could see the excitement in him growing by the bulge forming in his briefs. “Oh, that’s more your style is it?”... (read more)

XIII. Room 642 (f/m, affair) -everything nice-

... in her soft folds, releasing the hissing toy to the wayside. A burst of joy imploded inside her, her hands gripped his body, her lips searched for his as if lost and needing comfort. Her juices trickled down past her asshole, lubricating her underside and permitting his pinky to slide into her tight ass while his fingers pumped the swollen slippery opening. She jumped a little as he worked the new edition farther into her... (read more)

XIV. Untitled for Now (m/f, borderline rape fantasy) -thomcat-

I remain concealed in the night, watching her embrace her sexual desire. She lies almost naked on her bed; the seductive sheer satin gown clings to her sensuous curves of her breasts. Her moist skin shimmers in the moonlight, emitting an aura of beauty and passion. I hear a gentle moan causing my blood to boil. Another moan breaks the silence... (read more)

XV. Locked (f, prose) -everything nice-

I find my senses still heightened, so many things set in front of me to experience, touch and taste. Like a hunter I scan to satisfy my carnal urges. I am engorged with ideas to project and ultimately build to fruition. But could it be that I am left here with nothing but a blank page?... (read more)

XVI. My First Threesome (m/f/f, feet fetish) -phyronik-

Trisha started to rock back and forth between us in a slow rhythm, between lapping at Holly’s fire-red pussy and feeling my mouth at hers. I disengaged my fingers and ran my hands along the sides of her feet and legs, pressing firmly against her hips then gliding up to play with her nipples.... (read more)

XVII. Hunt (f, prose) -everything nice-

I am throbbing, pulsing, salivating. My need to taste skin is immense and every single sensation of air and energy is penetrating the pores of my skin. It makes itself at home in a hungry, distracted soul. I need, more than anything, to be fed every drop I can muster - forcefully if possible... (read more)

XVIII. Mojitos (f/f) -everything nice-

I turned her over, sank her breast into my mouth and moved my hand down her soft body toward her wet spot. Then as I tickled her nipple with my tongue I slid the vibrator deep into postition and turned it on... "Oh yeah" she gasped "Fuck that feels so good!" Her breathing was heavy ... (read more)

XVIII. Last Night (f/m/f/m, swapping) -everything nice-

I go faster, harder, my legs become weak and a shrill of euphoria slides up my spine... Unsure of whether it was her kisses, her fingers running parallel along my clit, or my husbands cock deep inside of me I declared to both "No, don't stop... It feels so good, keep going." (read more)

XX. Laid (f, humor) -everything nice-

Touch of my breast, a hand to your body, a tongue so skilled that it makes me feel naughty. We've cum and cum, not once but thrice, and surely this was more than nice.... (read more)

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