[F][STR][CNC] I want to be Forced (SPOILERS for The Last Jedi)

Skip this one if you’re not a fan of consensual non-consent or rape fantasies. This is (obviously!) fiction.

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I remember reading so much NC-17 fanfiction as a teenager. I saw sexual dynamics in all my favorite media since childhood, and burgeoning online fandoms let me find others who did the same. Livejournal, fanfiction.net, and custom stories I wrote for and with friends fueled my best masturbatory fantasies from twelve well into college. Though I don’t read or write fanfiction anymore, I still let my mind wander down those paths from time to time.

I saw *The Last Jedi* last week and it ~~snoked~~ stoked my longstanding interest in people who flirt with evil. I’ve never done anything truly *bad*, but I know I have the capacity for it. I’ve felt the temptation to cross solid moral lines, and with a different upbringing, maybe I’d have given in to those darker impulses. Though I never will, seeing it acted on by others for power or pleasure stirs something in the pit of my stomach—part fear, part excitement. I felt that about Vader as a kid (thanks for showing us the original trilogy, Dad) and I feel it about Kylo Ren now.

“How would you rape me?” She asked…

I mean your pretty small so it wouldn’t be hard to just grab you and force you but not the most fun. It might be quieter to wait till you’re drunk or high, but it’s best if you’re alone.

Maybe follow you home and wait till you’re home alone. Plan it out, get supplies. Pull my hair back and shave, wear a mask. Get condoms (no hair or sperm evidence.) Get handcuffs, a knife, a big butt plug, a few tiny egg vibrators, a ring gag some strong alcohol and a blindfold.

Wait till you’re home alone and see if there’s an external circuit box on your house. If so cut the power, wait a few minutes and check all the doors and windows to see if I could get in. If not then pick the lock to the side or back door if possible and sneak in. Sneak up behind you and grab you and pin you. Lock your hands in cuffs, and your ankles in cuffs. Put the blindfold on you, but leave the ring gag on the side for now.

While covering your mouth in my hand I would whisper in your ear

I [M] had a very success[F]ul OkCupid hookup.

Nikki

I bit her neck and she breathed hotly into my ear. I was pulling her shirt up and then, unceremoniously, hoisted up her bra. I should have held a parade and a processional, those tits deserved a ceremony. They were massive globes of pale, creamy flesh peaked with pink, strawberry colored nipples.

Safe to say, the date was going well.

I had met Nikki on OkCupid before meeting up at a bar in the mid-afternoon on a Saturday. We ended up making out in a couple of bar bathrooms and then got a little hot and heavy in the back of her car. Nothing below the belt, but still a sexy encounter. I had to leave to meet up with friends and she had a new policy about sleeping with people on the first date, so nothing was going to happen anyway.

Nikki was a very cool person, short with short hair, a little plump and extremely funny and intelligent. We had a discussion about what we wanted and decided to see each other again. She wanted to casually date and I just wanted to hook up (classic). So we didn’t talk for a couple months. Then, out of the blue I get a text from her.

Surprising[F] hi[M]…

Hey gonewilders… first time writing here so plz be gentle. I’ve shared this story a lot with people via DM and I was asked to share it more widely so here it goes…

So I’m (very) petite. I’m only a hair above five feet tall. I have tanned white skin and very dark red hair. I’m very slim, and I have small boobs (A cups).

I kind of don’t like my body.

On the plus side… Men say I’m very, very, pretty. Some of them say I am “super cute” which I have to admit is not an adjective I particularly like. I _hate_ being treated like I’m young. Anyway… my body/face results in many guy thinking that I’m “cute” as opposed to slutty. Sometimes I let them know right away that they have made a mistake, but sometimes I like to lead them on and surprise them.

One time I was in college and went out for drinks with a guy that had been an assistant professor in a class I took. The night out was very fun, and he was a total gentleman.

[MF]Wife makes me late for work, worth it.

“Shit, I gotta run.” I said, glaring back at the angry red numbers on the LED display beside the bed, scolding
me for how late I was. My wife just moaned in reply, continuing to stroke my morning wood under my
boxers. “No really, I need to go. I’m late enough as it is.” She gave a squeeze with her small hand as I
rolled out of the bed and began to get dressed. As I pulled up my pants and buckled my belt, I turned to
see her lying at the edge of the bed, eyes full of lust, staring at the bulge behind my zipper. “I really don’t
have time for this.” I sighed, taking a step back towards the bed. I was fighting a losing battle, and I knew it.
Finally, she pulled the finisher: biting her lower lip. “You can be a little late, can’t you?” she asked. I
answered by stepping up to the edge of the bed, my crotch inches from her face. She wasted no time in
undoing my pants and jerking my boxers down, my cock springing free and bouncing in from of her.

A per[f]ect start to an a[m]azing holiday [exhibition] [public]

As soon as we entered the room, we knew we’d made the right choice. It was perfect. Just off from the small entryway we entered into a spacious bedroom, complete with a luxurious and large bed, laden high with big, fat pillow, those “comfy as fuck” looking kind of pillows. Throwing down our bags and sharing a smile, we walked to the far side of the room where a wide glass window let in all the natural light you could want, and a door led out onto our private patio. Through it, we spotted the big selling point. Stone steps leading off the patio took us down into our own private hot tub area, from which you could swim down a long, winding stream to the main pool and bar area. All secluded, and all ours.

“Perfect”, I said, wrapping my arms around you from behind and trailing soft kisses on your neck. “Okay, so who’s first then? Not to state the obvious, but the rest of the place can wait, we are getting in that water… now!”. I rush back inside to grab my swimming shorts.

Vacation with my Masseuse [MF][Long]

I’m a longtime reader but this is my first post… names have been changed and a few details omitted. First a bit about me. I’m a 42-year-old man, about six foot, fit. I was in a car accident on a business trip a few years back and broke a lot of bones. I recovered, but my doctor recommended that I visit a massage therapist to work out some of the muscle and nerve problems that I still had. I had never done massages before but my insurance covered it, so why not? I did some research and found a female licensed massage therapist in the area who had great reviews. Her name was Irene, a 28-year-old with her own two room clinic in a strip mall. I didn’t know this beforehand but Irene was downright gorgeous. Five foot two, barely a hundred pounds. She has dirty blonde hair, a beautiful face – with blue eyes. She has perky b-cups, a slim waist and the most incredible thighs. This girl exercises daily and her body is lean, but she’s been blessed with wide (for her size) hips and an extraordinary bubble butt – a figure hard not to notice as she always does her treatments in form fitting tops and leggings. Sigh.

Being a nosy sister – [F] watching [FM]

Being home with my family for Christmas is always tricky for me – having to put up with being in close proximity to my parents and not having any space or privacy while I’m there is always aggravating and leaves me on edge. This year has been arguably worse in that regard – my younger sister has a new boyfriend and has been going on about him incessantly when she isn’t messaging him or talking with him on the phone, bemoaning not being able to see him the entire time.

Now that the main Christmas festivities are over, today saw my parents deciding to brave the bad weather to head out and visit some friends for the day. For my part, I had no intentions of leaving the house – it was cold, wet and snowing outdoors, and I’d brought my PS4 with me for Christmas to try and amuse myself and give me a reason to lock myself away in my room. Thus, my parents going out and the poor weather gave me a perfect excuse to move my console into the living room to vegetate in front of the TV all day – a joyous occasion I was genuinely looking forward to.

Hate Fucking My Cousin’s Girlfriend [mf] [oral] [anal] [mast] [cheat] [ws] [pee]

My cousin and I are practically brothers. We’re close in age and live nearby, so we spent a lot of time together. But as we got older, we developed some rifts – small personality issues that grew into big old problems.

Every Thanksgiving, he’d show up with a different girlfriend, and we’d be forced to make her feel like part of the family. But the girls always had a good head on their shoulder and felt like they were being used.

Then, he started dating Janet – this toxic bitch everyone hated. She played along with his games and soon, they were both using everyone in the family to get attention. I saw through her. She could tell. She could tell I loathed her. And this drove her MAD.

She’d do anything to try to win me over. If I was hungry, she’d make me something to eat. If I was going to the store, she’d accompany me so I didn’t have to go alone. If I was shoveling snow off the car, she’d insist on helping. And I’d always use her for the help and then go right back to blowing her off.

i [F] learned a lesson.

i learned a lesson, never forget to bring a bathing suit to a bbq weither you plan on going swimming or not. i forgot mine and got talked into going in my bra and thong. being aroubd drunk friends of my boyfriend and everyone drunk leads to things like being groped and eventually fucked by a stranger from the bbq without anyone knowing.