[Part 3] In a Flash (nc, MF, oral, vaginal, creampie, female pov)

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Trigger Warning!

While still being fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, or make them feel uncomfortable, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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It was morning. I could tell from the sliver of light that managed to sneak through my shade-covered bedroom window. I sat up slowly and reluctantly looking around this room I was held in. There wasn’t much to see however. Whoever this person everyone called ‘Master’ or ‘Boss’ was, he obviously didn’t want me to get any clue to where I was.

I got my naked butt out of bed and made my way to the window. The ‘blind’ was stuck to it somehow. I could only barely peer out the crack. There was little to see however. I could see a bit of grass below me, and another wall on the other side. No landmark, no direct sunlight, no clues to be gained.

The Activewear Tease – Part 1[f/M][NC][Bondage][Humiliation]

The Activewear Tease – Part 1: Home Alone

It was a warm Wednesday morning, and Emily was home alone. The young eighteen-year-old was going to spend the day playing video games in her apartment, but Brian had other plans for her…

God…She looked so good in her slutty little active wear she loved to wear, Brian though, to show off her body to tease not only Brian but every other guy she came across. Today she was dressed in her dark gray matching sports bra and leggings with little black slip-ons

Brian slides the back door open and enters the house with ease. Emily too distracted playing her video game with her headphones on, she fails to see the intruder move into her house.

“Ohmygod! W-who are you!? How did you get in here! Get out before I call the cops creep!” Emily exclaims, jumping out of her chair, glaring angrily at the intruder in her house. Her heart racing. Brian just stares at the girl, looking her up and down, her little black slip-on shoes, her grey leggings, and black sports bra.

First orgasm to the thought of another woman [F29/M32]

It was late afternoon and I had finished my workout at the gym, coming home to shower and prepare dinner. I was standing in the kitchen in a thin green wrap dress with my damp hair in a towel getting out the ingredients the recipe required when my husband came home from work. He hungrily looked over at me while he set his keys on the counter and sauntered over to give me a kiss, running his finger over the nipple protruding through the fabric. “You look good,” he teased. I flirted back that I didn’t have on a bra or panties underneath and he kissed me again, grabbing my ass and pulling me towards the bedroom. “I need to make dinner,” I giggled as I pretended to resist his advances. “Dinner can wait!” He exclaimed as we rounded the corner in the hallway to our bedroom.

Lustful Youth Pt 2 [MF] [Cheating] [Pool Sex] [Creampie]

Chapter 2: The Day After

Sarah slowly flicked her eyes open as she gave a soft groan, waking up from a deep slumber. She felt the warmth of smooth silk sheets, a very thin pillow and a very large presence behind her. She felt the strength of a thousand men, as an arm wrapped around her torso, hands holding. She could feel the warm breath slowly rising and falling as warm air hit her neck. She could feel a leg wrapped between hers, and of course, his morning wood slithered between her thighs.

Sarah fully woke up, noticing she wasn’t in her bedroom. The body wrapped around hers, wasn’t her husbands. It was Jacob. Her neighbor. She bit her lip, her heart stopping. *Fuck!* She thought…. She really did break her vow. She really did sleep with a guy over 10 years younger than she. She felt guilty. She felt disgusting and dirty and filthy. She wanted to puke.

She slowly slid from his grasp, quietly getting off of his bed, checking three times on him as she made her way towards the bathroom. She quietly shut the door and looked into the mirror. She could see bite marks on her neck and breasts. She could see scratch marks along her back and arms and thighs. *Fuck!* She thought again.

I gave into my summer school bully’s demands and sucked him off in our dorm’s staircase and now I’m his personal cumbucket (NC) (female perspective) (humiliation) (19M and 19F) Pt. 3

After neatly sewing the buttons back onto my shirt, I try it on and look in the mirror.
I hated what I saw. I had nothing in particular going on for me. B cup tits, average butt, unfashionable, a sad bob that curled up at the ends, all I was missing was the glasses.
I sighed and dug around my drawers for a sexier bra, I could only find one that had some lace detailing but a cup size too big. It made my tits look even smaller but it was better than the ugly beige one I was wearing before.

He texts me to meet him on the second floor of our residence hall after dinner, where there are tables for group studying. I am surprised he actually wants to study with me, and in public too.

When I get there he’s already sitting there waiting for me. His laptop and textbooks open. I take out my stuff and we get to work.

He leans over and whispers into my ear,
“I’m tired of you fumbling over yourself in class, it’s not cute but cringe and annoying.”
“We’re going to get real work done today.”

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [bd][ds] Part 2

(first part here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vsrmle/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_bdds_part_1/ )

Dear diary,

Where were we? Ah yes, I was drenched in cum and my own juices after the most formidable orgasm and my face was full of coffee from failing to drink it from the doggy bowl. Oh.. I knew I’d get to enjoy this writing time. I’m sore, so sore… I feel pain in muscles I didn’t knew I had and yet, writing these lines brings back the excitement that I felt few days ago. But lets pick it up where we left off.

It was morning of Day 5. I had Master’s cum all over my body and my own all over my legs. Master Nene sat on the couch after he was done with my pussy.

– Come here Pet – he said patting the end of the couch. He obviously wanted me to stay on the floor as opposed to sitting next to him as we did the previous days. I imagined he wouldn’t want me to stand up either and I was starting to see that Pet was carrying more meaning than what I initially thought. I crawled next to him and sat next to his leg looking up.

[M]y [F]avorite Realtor part 3

We officially moved into our new house the first week of October 2020. The house was a fixer-upper, so we spent the first week painting, doing new flooring, getting rid of the 22 mice living in the walls, and disposing of the trash the previous owners left us. Luckily, our favorite realtor, Kayli, was there every step of the way, even after we had signed the paperwork and received the keys. Hell, at one point she came to check on my wife, and ended up picking up and throwing out a trap full of mice because my wife didn’t want to and I was stuck at work. Best. Realtor. Ever.

We were texting each other almost every day, either about the house, or just things we wanted to do to each other. She had returned to sending me personal Snapchats, showing more skin, but never anything nude, just enough to tease me.

A few weeks after moving in, I was at the house by myself on a Saturday, doing some small projects when I received a text from Kayli.

K: “Hey, just texted your wife about dropping some stuff off that she wanted and she told me that she’s gone but that you’re home. You too busy for me to stop by?”

The Bosses Bitchy Daughter [M33/F23] [Rough] [DubCon]

  Andrew felt like he was talking to a five year old. Brigitte was so frustratingly stupid that he was getting more and more angry. The girl was only twenty-two years old yet she was already his boss. She had become a project manager fresh out of school, community College no less, and she was running his latest job. They had been arguing all night. no one but them was left in the office.

  She was fucking hot. Her curly, long light brown hair was expertly colored with red highlights, she had this dark cat eye makeup thing going on.  She was wearing a tight black pencil skirt with a small slit on the side that showed a hint of a smooth thick thigh. Her tits were fighting to get out of her button down blouse and if she bent over just right you could almost catch a glimpse of large young breast.

  He didn’t care about any of that at all right now. It was those full thick and pouty lips that he just wanted to punch. Her qualifications for her job were an associates degree in business management that she had taken four years to get and then, more importantly, she shared her father’s last name which just so happend to be the same name on the sign out front.

Your Bunny, My Bunny [Celeb Erotica] [Dua Lipa] [F26/F24]

(**Fiction**) (*18+*) In which Dua Lipa and her girlfriend wake up together and play. Second-Person perspective.

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Comfortably nestled in Dua’s sheets, you yawned while your eyes adjusted to the sunlight filling her bedroom. You made a mental note to remind her that her drapes were too sheer, though the white lacey curtains were so her.

“Morning, baby.” Dua cooed as her sleepy eyes narrowed in on yours.

“Morning,” you grinned back, leaning across the plushy bedding to kiss her.

She giggled as she pulled out of the kiss and then covered her breasts with the blankets. Dua loved to sleep naked and begged you to anytime you slept in her bed with her.

“What’s so funny?”

She looked away sheepishly. “You were moaning in your sleep, baby.”

You were a little embarrassed that you’d made sounds. If you’d had a sex dream, it would have been nice to at least remember it.

“Must’a been dreaming of you.

She crawled closer and pulled the blankets off you, revealing your nude body. Her acrylic nails tickled the inside of your thigh when she tapped on it for you to open.

The couple that always said ‘yes’. Slice of life, romance. [MF]

Marisol nestled into the crook of Ken’s arm as they settled into a post-sex cuddle. The warm, 6pm summer sun streamed into their dorm room at an oblique angle, painting every surface with gold.

She should have been happy. She loved Ken, and Ken loved her, and the sex was great, and they were both care-free souls enjoying freshman year of college…but something was wrong. Instead of feeling happy, Marisol felt a melancholy wave run over her entire body, quenching any joy she should be feeling at this moment.

And she didn’t know why.

She tried to identify the feeling. It wasn’t sadness. It wasn’t longing. It was…nostalgia. Nostalgia for what? Everything in her life was perfect! And then it hit her:

_her relationship with Ken would end_

Of course it would. How many people married their freshman year boyfriend? Nobody. People grew, or drifted apart, or got bored, or _something_. They all broke up, eventually.

And that was terrible. Because Ken was actually her dream. He was handsome and sweet and smart and nerdy and bad and rough and gentle and she was over the moon for him.