Garnet and the Fox – An Outfoxed Story. Chapter 3 and Epilogue [Rape, supernatural]

It happens off-screen, but this chapter contains character death. Reader be advised.

Additional stories in this series, along with pictures, can be found at johndrakeauthor.com

Garnet thought she had finished with her life’s share of terror. Meeting Roul, finding him at her mother’s house, barely surviving both encounters, watching his transformation, it had all taxed her fear response to its limit. She trusted she would never encounter anything as blood-draining, as knee-rattling, as horrible as she had on the day he entered her life, claimed her and her mother as his own, and sealed their fate by revealing his true form: a monster as grey as winter rain, halfway between fox and man, tall enough to nearly scrape the ceiling, with nine writhing tails and enough muscle to lift a bed one-handed. He raped both of them more than a dozen times a day, and in this form, it was even worse… his cock was as thick as her forearm, and the first time she had felt his knot press inside her she had vomited from the pain. She felt sure that no man would ever want her now… she wasn’t sure a normal man’s cock would even touch the sides of her pussy anymore. She thoughts things were as terrifying as they could get… but when she heard the knock on the door, that mistaken assumption fled from her heart, taking one of her few remaining comforts with it.

The Drive Home [MF][Public][Edging][Teasing]

[Part 1 (Meeting The Parents)](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eotu9d/meeting_the_parents_mfouterplayteasingfootplay/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Walking to the car was quite the experience, once we shook off the shock of the events that led us to that moment. The sight of Lune’s raised eyebrows and half-smirk, inferring what was to come, bright me back to the state I was in just moments ago. I felt the hem of my pants brush against the back of my ankles as my cock rose in anticipation of what was about to happen once we pushed through the threshold of our apartment.

The friction of my boxers rubbing against the tip of my pulsating cock as we walked to the car caused my hunger for Lune to grow. My thoughts raced to the memory of her foot pressed up against me, her toes gently pinching my tip between them. Had the only been minutes ago? It felt like an eternity ago.

I sped up a bit to get in front of her to open the passenger side door and held out my hand as if I was a chauffeur. She took my hand and lowered herself inside. As the found her seat, she let her hand slip from mine and gently brushed against the tip of my cock, causing pinpricks of electricity down my legs and back up through my spine. I let out a low moan through tight lips as her fingers left me.

Strangers on a Train pt 7 [affair]

Emily cleaned herself up, sucking the cum from her necklace. She adjusted her bra and straddled Micheal’s lap. Micheal placed his hands on her ass while Emily grabbed his face, caressing his cheeks with her thumbs. She gently kissed his lips, letting all the physical intensity cascade through her body, pooling even more between her legs. She rested her forehead against his when she broke the kiss.

“I think we’re both going to be late tonight,” she said.

“I think you’re right,” Micheal said.

He moved them closer to his desk so he could grab his phone to text his wife. He gave Emily her purse so she could do the same. She pulled out something else and put it in her back pocket. She pressed herself further against his already hardening cock.

“I love knowing I get you this turned on,” Emily growled as she kissed his neck and unbuttoned his shirt. She kissed his lips. “Next time, though, in a proper spot.”

Micheal smiled and undid her bra, tossing it to the side. He kissed her neck, down her breasts. Emily bit her lip to keep her moan in. She gasped when he took her pink nipple in his mouth.

Looking for a story…

I recently read an story about a woman who started fucking her new employee. Their encounters became more heated until eventually he came in her so much it started coming out her mouth. They eventually got married in the end. Anyone know where to find it?

Welcome to the New Kink

Here’s one of my favorites.

There was knock at my backdoor one evening, a shy, hesitant tapping at the glass door, almost a bit seductive. The kind of tapping that makes you check yourself in the mirror before you see who’s behind the tapping. It was the polite young neighbor from down the block. She looked like she’s been crying about something, so I escorted her inside, give her a fleeting hug, my hand placed on the small of her back, that delicate dip between her ribs and her curvy, shapely backside, and lead her to the couch.

I handed her a drink, a simple gin and tonic, and listened to her story intently, but it’s one I’ve heard countless times before, and it’s both heartbreaking and a siren’s call to me. How her and her husband are struggling to start a family, timing their love making to her cycles, saving it up for exactly the right moments, reading all the literature, yet nothing ever flowers. How the doctors and the experts, with their degrees and expensive tests and more expensive tests, can’t find the answer, always have no concrete answers, but more tests. How if her husband thinks he’s the problem, he’ll die, feel emasculated, and how she feels so helpless, but she has the urge to just do . . . *something*. She looked at me imploringly, silently begging me to make the first move.

The Ticket Master Part 3 | Rough, Non-con, Blowjob, Redhead, Rape, Swallow

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/erl74e/the_ticket_master_rough_noncon_blowjob_redhead/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/es3qya/the_ticket_master_part_2_rape_noncon_blowjob_anal/)

**I think this will be the last part of this series… Unless some of you guys have any ideas on where it can go next, comment of PM me if you have any suggestions (Or any story ideas in general). Enjoy…**

‘What’s going on, Holly?’ Mr Dunn was sat on the edge of his desk, like teachers do when they’re trying to act cool. ‘These last two months… Your marks have gone down. Your essays are late. And, and your attendance has plummeted.’

Holly didn’t reply, her teacher’s concern had gone in one ear and out the other. She was focused on the bookshelf behind him. Books about the ancient Greeks, the Romans, Egyptians, Vikings. She used to love reading about classical history. Her dream since being a kid was to work in a museum. She didn’t have any dreams anymore.

Just nightmares.

Mr Dunn leaned slightly closer, genuine care on his face, ‘Holly, you used to be my star pupil. If something is happening at home…? You can tell me and we can get you help.’

The Camping Trip [MF]

Being an introvert I hated being at this camping trip. Only reason I was here was for her, my crush Jessica. Not like it mattered, Dave the jock in our group was going to fuck her tonight anyway. I was getting annoyed by everything and anything. Everyone was going to be with someone and I was going to have to wait outside my tent till they were done fucking. I’d be all alone as usual.

The group was sitting by the campfire drinking and just having fun in general but I was miserable. I was 6 feet tall, decent jawline, in shape but on the skinnier side, black hair, glasses and some stubble. I was just terrible at being social and I had no “Game”, hence the lonely introvert. I should have just stayed home and read a book or played video games, that was me, not this social hangout thing. I grabbed a beer, my book and walked away from the group and sat on a log . Their chatter was just murmurs now at this distance. No one noticed I was gone, not surprising. I occupied myself in my reading. I held my phone awkwardly with its flashlight pointed to the book trying to read in the dark. Reading always bought me peace and focus, the drink helped too.

Drunk Text[cheating][oral]

Bailey sat, comfortable and curled up on the couch, her husband just a few feet away in an armchair half asleep. Her vibrant red hair was pinned up in a messy bun and she was in her sweat pants and an old t-shirt of her husbands that she liked to sleep in. An episode of American Horror Story was on the tv, but Bailey was somewhat preoccupied with something on her phone.

Bailey’s ex-boss, Karl, had been texting her for weeks. The slightly older man, in his mid forties with sophisticated salt and pepper close cropped hair, had clearly been attracted to Bailey when they had worked together, and now that she had moved on to a new job, he decided to take his subtle flirtations to the next level. He would text her at night asking what she was wearing, wanting to see pictures and even going so far as to ask her if she was touching herself. Bailey had, up until that point, brushed off his inappropriate behavior and ignored his texts. Tonight, however, her interest in his advances was more difficult to ignore. She looked over at her husband, half asleep in his recliner, and with a sly smile to herself, opened her phone and read Karl’s most recent message.

Christy Pulls Me Into A Meeting (Christy01) [MF] [fiction] [voyeur] [workplace]

Like many tech companies, the one that I work for has many employees located abroad in India.  To make working together easier, all of our conference rooms are equipped with a TV and camera system so that by looking at a large TV on the wall, it was like you were in a room together with people from across the world.

I’ve always preferred to keep a later schedule at work.  I get to sleep in late and by the afternoon when all the early birds have cleared out; it’s quiet, there are only a few people around, and we mostly just keep to ourselves.  I can concentrate on the tasks at hand without needless interruptions or chatter.  And I have my privacy, which means I can waste time on Reddit if I want.  

Cranberry

The sun was shining, alone in the sky with no clouds in sight to keep it company. It was directly overhead, beating down onto Sara’s body, which was almost fully exposed except for her brand new bikini which she just purchased for the trip. In fact, she had seven brand new bikinis; one for every day she was going to be there. She couldn’t be seen wearing the same suit twice while at the resort or on the beach. Harrison, her boyfriend, didn’t understand. He didn’t care if he wore the same pair of swim trunks every day. But, as Sara knew, no one would be paying attention to Harrison while they were in the Dominican Republic. All eyes would be on her, as usual.

Ugh, what’s taking him so long? Sara thought Harrison should be back by now. He went to get beers for them at least 20 minutes ago. Oh well, she thought. They just better not be warm by the time he gets back, she thought