The Ticket Master Part 2 | Rape, Non-con, Blowjob, Anal, Redhead, Rough

[Read Part 1 first](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/erlcq2/the_ticket_master_rough_noncon_blowjob_redhead/)

**Again, I enjoyed writing this. Maybe I’ll do a part 3. If anyone had any ideas on what should happen next or just story ideas in general, comment or PM me.**

Holly studied herself in the bedroom mirror. In her underwear, the warm light made her pale skin radiate. Her auburn hair was loose over her small shoulders, she preferred it like that, the red strands accentuated her emerald green eyes.

*You’re pretty*, she kept telling herself over and over again. Yet she didn’t believe it. At the back of mind, a thought kept returning though she tried to keep it suppressed.

*You’re a dirty slut.*

*A whore.*

It wasn’t her own voice she heard it in, however. It was *his.* Her tormentor and violator. The man who has haunted her every time she closes her eyes to sleep or even just blink.

The Ticket Master.

He had ravaged and defiled her body. Used her like some disposable tramp, left her bruised and broken. She could still feel his big hands on the back of her head, forcing her down on to his manhood. She could still feel him inside her cunt, stretching her open. And, worse of all, she could still feel his seed in her womb. She felt like she had been ruined, a cracked shell of her former self.

The Ticket Master Part 2 | Rape, Non-con, Blowjob, Anal, Redhead, Rough

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

**Again, I enjoyed writing this. Maybe I’ll do a part 3. If anyone had any ideas on what should happen next or just story ideas in general, comment or PM me.**

Holly studied herself in the bedroom mirror. In her underwear, the warm light made her pale skin radiate. Her auburn hair was loose over her small shoulders, she preferred it like that, the red strands accentuated her emerald green eyes.

*You’re pretty*, she kept telling herself over and over again. Yet she didn’t believe it. At the back of mind, a thought kept returning though she tried to keep it suppressed.

*You’re a dirty slut.*

*A whore.*

It wasn’t her own voice she heard it in, however. It was *his.* Her tormentor and violator. The man who has haunted her every time she closes her eyes to sleep or even just blink.

The Ticket Master.

He had ravaged and defiled her body. Used her like some disposable tramp, left her bruised and broken. She could still feel his big hands on the back of her head, forcing her down on to his manhood. She could still feel him inside her cunt, stretching her open. And, worse of all, she could still feel his seed in her womb. She felt like she had been ruined, a cracked shell of her former self.

How I came down (M17)y (F16)riends throat 4 times in one night [MF]

So this all happened about two weeks ago when my choir went on a new year’s trip to the capital to see the musical Book of mormon. It was an 4 hour bus ride, meaning that we arrived about an hour before the musical started, leaving us with only a couple of hours before having to go to bed. The place we slept at had been an school but because of the lack of students in the area (or something) it was now just an empty building with some furniture left behind.

Since we had the whole school to ourselves, (it was a small school with about 6 classrooms) me and my friend got put together (since we are some of the older ones in the choir (it’s mostly 12yo and younger)) in a smaller meeting room where we laid out our sleeping bags on the floor.

When it was time to go to bed, me[M17] and my friend [F16] decided that we really should try to get some sleep. But.. After about 10 minutes we started chatting since we really weren’t tired.

Mrs Knotty [FF] (LONG)

I’m still so flustered from what happened Sunday night but I need to share.

Call me Mrs Kris Knotty I’m 40, recently divorced, with my only daughter off in her freshman year of college and well let’s just say things have been a lot lonelier around the house these
days.

I recently watched Mrs Fletcher on HBO and let me tell ya I started having some very specific fantasies and ideas with this big empty house and my new found freedom. I decided to be adventurous and make a reddit account to feel out the waters, maybe find someone to talk about these fantasies with while I make a mess in my bed.

I made a post last week with a picture of myself looking for young men to talk to but after an hour I chickened out, deleted the post, watched some milf porn, and went to bed. “How crazy,” I thought, “I really got carried away.” I thought that was the end of this all.

Until Sunday night when something happened I could not have seen coming.

Here’s some context:

Honey Moon Hotwife. [MFM]

If you saw my other post called The Shy Exhibitionist you know how I met my wife Stacy. We had a great time showing her naked body to strange men and even let some of these guys go a little further. Stacy only being 21 with very little experience with men found this new found freedom to be exciting. She liked the fact that I was there to protect her and how turned on I got. Our sex after any of these games as we called it was amazing.

I am 33 and I came to the conclusion Stacy was perfect for me, so I asked her to marry me. She said yes but wondered if we would still pay The Game. I didn`t see why not but then she asked if I still wanted to see another guy fuck her. I did and she was into it too, so we set about making it happen. It wasn`t as easy as we thought. We decided to go out of town and pick some guy up, but we didn`t always agree on the same guy. Then when we did the guy wanted to fuck Stacy but not with me joining in and some didn`t even want me in the room. So with the wedding to plan we kind of gave up on the whole idea.

Adventures at 38,000 Feet

*The Beginning*

I come across the Bay on BART, meeting you at SFO at 9:00pm. I know this seems awfully early, since the plane won’t begin boarding for another two hours, but this gives us enough time to relax and not be rushed to get through Security. Since food onboard United is never anything to write home about, we decide on a late-night meal/snack/. It’s between *Limon*, a restaurant in the Mission District famous for its Peruvian food, especially its roast chicken, and the relative simplicity of *SF Uncork’d*, a wine bar with a great selection of wines by the glass and craft beers, as well as assorted charcuterie. We opt for the latter, if only because it’s not in the Food Court and you can actually sit at a table and be served.

[M] 60 pt 2

I walked into her room as she crawled across the bed to reach out and take my cock in her hand.
“I’ve wanted to see that thing for so long, and it’s better than I’d ever expected” she said and proceeded to run her tongue from the base to the tip, and gently licking the precum from it.

I said “Why didn’t you say so? It was always yours for the taking”, as she slid it into her mouth and plunged it in and out before taking it out to say “I’ve been getting off on your dad bod for years hoping one day you’d make a move and put me out of my misery”
“I always thought of you as off limits, I’ve been your ‘dad’ since you were 14 after all” I said.

She patted the bed and said “sit down so we can talk”.

I did as I was told and she continued to hold my cock, gently stroking it as she laid her head on my thigh and looked into my eyes. “I’ve wanted you since I saw you and mum going at it when I was 15. You had her legs over her head and stroking that weapon in and out of her like you were on a mission. Then you pulled it out of her pussy and drove it into her ass, I’m not sure how you didn’t hear me moan, standing in the doorway and rubbing my pussy raw”

Ariana Grande Vs. Vibrating Panties

Ariana was obviously a very busy woman so anytime she was able to get a break, she cherished it. This time in particular she decided she would do absolutely nothing and stay at home which of course was a massive condo overlooking NY.

She hadn’t been home in months due to tour and when she walked in she was elated. She immediately went to her room and changed into a silky blue nightgown that stopped right below her cute little belly button.

As for panties she rummaged through her drawers and for some reason tonight she was feeling a little risque and decided on a tight pair of pink satin panties that just so happened to be her favorite. The way they hugged her petite mound felt amazing and the material rubbed her in all the right ways when she walked.

After dressing, she glided down the stairs and made a light snack and turned on the TV. As she was watching she felt like she deserved a drink and went to the fridge, this was normally something she never did but she reached for the half drunk bottle of red wine she kept for times like this.

Mistress’ new toy [femdom] [msub] [anal] [strap-on]

Finally get out of work. I’m almost running to my car. I can’t wait to get home. She told me she had a surprise for me that she thinks I’ll like but know she’ll like it more. My mind is racing as to what that can mean. I get to my car and check the GPS. I send her my ETA as instructed. She replies back “I hope you’re ready”. That only makes me more excited to get home.

The 20 minute ride felt like an eternity. All I want to do is get home and find out what the surprise is. I finally pull in the driveway, not knowing what is waiting for me inside that house. I walk inside and see an empty box that had been shipped to our house. “I’m home Miss,” I nervously call out. “Come to the bedroom, it’s time to play,” she responds.

I waste no time and head back. I find her standing by the window wearing her tight black lingerie and 6 inch black heels. The lingerie accentuates the curves of her body. I can never help myself but stare at her hourglass frame. From her ass up her hips to her amazing breasts. She smirks and says, “I don’t think I want you to see this surprise yet. You can go ahead and get ready to play.” Immediately I get undressed. Folding my clothes into a neat pile as she expects.

I fucked my busty massage therapist [MF]… Part 2!

Part 1 for those who haven’t read it: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eci4ok/i_28m_fucked_my_busty_massage_therapist_f/

Well, things certainly took a turn in this story. It seems I’ve gotten into a bit more than I originally bargained for with Allison. You may recall my story I posted about a month ago where I banged my big titted massage therapist whom I’d been seeing for legitimate massages every month or so. I ended by saying I had scheduled another appointment for the following month, but the story actually resumes roughly a week later…

I couldn’t get Allison out of my mind. The thought of my dick between her big soft tits, fucking her doggystyle and cumming all over her back was driving me crazy. I needed to fuck her again, or at least find out if that option was ‘on the table’ so to speak (get it, cause I fucked her on a massage table?)

Lucky for me, I actually had her phone number. I didn’t know if this was actually her phone number but she would text me the day of an appointment from this number just to confirm the massage. I guess it could have technically just been a work phone, but I was planning to text her and see what happened. I figured she would get the message regardless.