Valentine’s Day Rage Fuck (M/F) (Dom/Sub, Degrading, Fiction)

Lexi broke up with me on Valentine’s Day.

In hindsight, I should have seen it coming. She was way out of my league. When she agreed to go out with me three months ago, I knew I’d hit the college dating jackpot. She was a cheerleader, a sorority girl, her family had money, and of course she was drop—dead—gorgeous. Like, stupid gorgeous. She was the kind of sexy that doesn’t seem like it can possibly be real. When I would scroll through her pictures on Instagram (her spring break bikini pics—my god!) I was convinced that they were photoshopped or something. But then seeing her in real life, she truly was this incredibly, insanely, unbelievably beautiful girl. I’m talking, the quintessential American girl look. Long, bleach blonde hair. Big brown doe eyes. Tanned skin. Legs for days. Her tits were big, but not too big, you know? And don’t even get me started on how cute and tight her little ass was. Fuuuuuuuck …

[F] I cheated on my husband at a frat party

It had been a week since the cruise with my husband. The experience was something I couldn’t shake. I had come so close to fully cheating on that trip, but after all the groping and in one case, blowing a stranger, I resisted actually having sex.

And I regretted it. Kind of. It was complicated.

I kept thinking about it. The hands on my body. Seeing a cock that wasn’t my husbands. How it felt in my mouth and how sexy it made me feel. How good I felt.

I sat in my hotel room in Austin and replayed it over and over again in my head. It had been a long day of work on the road…but I needed to clear my head.

Stripping out of my work clothes I jumped into the shower and let the hot water wash over me. I looked down at my body and my bush. The bush was a newer development, something I had stopped shaving after getting married.

I reached for my razor and started to shave. I shaved until I was completely bald. Admiring my work in the mirror, a giggle escaped my mouth. I hadn’t been completely bald down there since my early twenties. Not a hair in sight.

[FM] I lost the wet t-shirt contest, but I got my revenge

Spring break was going great, me and my girlfriends were having so much fun! There were lots of daily fun and games around the pool. I had my eye on the daily wet t-shirt contest. It wouldn’t be easy, I knew. We had attended each one, put on on a stage by the resort pool, and the girls that were winning had huge boobs. My boobs aren’t small, but they also aren’t near the level of these girls. But I was determined, being the competitor I am.

On our fourth day I ran up on stage in my bikini when they announced the contest. I had had plenty of liquid courage and wore my skimpiest bikini for the occasion. It was a tiny pink string bikini that barely covered my nipples, and a thong bottom.

I bounced from one end of the stage to the other waving to the crowd of a few hundred drunk college kids, holding my arm across my chest to keep my boobs from falling out of my top. I needed every advantage I could get! I was trying to pull some crowd support. I knew I was the Aubrey Plaza vs the Sydney Sweeney types here.

Love Pill: Generations CH.03

[Ch.01, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/zuynke/love_pill_generations_ch01/)
[2](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/105qmpe/love_pill_generations_ch02/)

**Chapter 3**

“Heidi.” I rap my knuckles on my sister’s door.

Yet again, no answer. She was obviously there—I could hear heels clicking inside. I couldn’t believe my sister was ignoring me even though I was doing her a favor accompanying her to the damn party.

How long had I been standing outside her door? Five minutes? Ten?

Why had I agreed to join her?

I wished I had a simple answer.

Heaving out a sigh, I knocked on her door much louder this time, but not loud enough for our mother to hear. I was pissed, but I didn’t have a death wish.

“Heidi,” I called out. “We’re ten minutes late.” I bang on her door. “If you don’t come out in a minute, you’d have to drive there yourself.”

Heels clicked towards my direction. A few seconds later, the door opened and all my anger vanished.

There she was. Right in front of me. In a bright silver maxi dress that strangled all her toned curves. I gawked at her, trying my absolute hardest not to hang my jaw, but it was basically impossible.

Looking for a writer ( No sell)

I am looking for a writer who can Bring my fanfic Fantasy to Life. I know this is not a place to ask but I had been waiting for months to read an erotica written on my favorite celebrity. I am seeking pleasure.
My kinks( R@pe, intense throat fuck, cnc)

Mind Controlled By My Teacher [FFM, MF, FF, Teacher/Student, Mind Control, Sexual Enslavement] Book 2

Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic mind control fiction with elements of coerced sexual activity; all characters are 18+

[Part One Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wstcb7/mind_controlled_by_my_teacher_ffm_mf_ff/)

**MIND CONTROLLED BY MY TEACHER: Book 2**

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*Bruce Jenkin’s POV*

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I don’t get what’s going on, but my girlfriend has been ignoring me for the past few days. Just when I’d thought things were going really good between us—because she’d let me finger her behind the bleachers after I won my last game—she started acting really weird. What’s even more weird, is how she’s been skipping last period, when we have Mrs. Pennyworth teach us about financial junk or life responsibility or some bullshit that I’ll probably never need to know. Aiden Grace never skips *anything*—not church, not school, not *me* . . . and yet here I am, staring at her empty chair, after another day of her dodging my texts and barely catching sight of her skittering down the halls.

“Mister Jenkins,” Mrs. Pennyworth calls, and my blue eyes snap to her dark ones.

[m4a] looking for a good writer to help me out with a plot I have.

I was kind of looking for a writer to write a sort of celebrity sex story for me(about billie eilish). I have the plot, character descriptions, structure and also an inspiration story for it. I just needed someone to articulate it well for me in whatever style. My kinks are rather vanilla so don’t expect something weird

But it’s not a one way deal either. I seriously can’t afford the writers here on reddit so I thought this can be a sort of a trade off? I myself have written a really good sex story about a fan’s encounter with Scarlett Johansson. It has really good reviews and I’m sure you’ll like it.

So basically the deal I’m offering is for you to write the previously mentioned (billie eilish) story for me and when you’re done with that we trade our stories so that both of us benefit from the deal.

Let me know if you’re interested.

Fuck Her Until She Loves You (temporary non-con, harem)

*Every character in this story is 18+.*

It’s not a cult. I don’t know why I even need to clarify this. I did come back from the dead, yes, but that’s not that uncommon nowadays with shock paddles and CPR. I’m just a guy who made a more-than-full recovery after a car accident.

Like puppies hearing the jingling of their master’s keys, the entrance to my apartment was crowded with excited girls on their knees. I’m their whole world. They cook and clean. They wax their pussies and put on subtle makeup to make their eyes and lips pop just for me. They buy obscenely sexy outfits for me to enjoy for a few minutes before they find themselves on the floor. Yet I don’t remember all of their names.

Miz Majesty gets Conned 2 M30/F25 Mdom NC superheroine peril

Miz Majesty descended to the rooftop to meet the convention organizers and facility managers. In a world where any superpowered being was treated as a celebrity, imitations were inevitable. Rather than waste time trying to establish credentials, as if there was some sort of driver’s licence category for godlike superbeing, she felt it best to arrive in such a fashion as to get all questions out of the way up front. Not to mention terrify the handsy little men who looked upon what little fabric of her armour was left after sufficient spatial compression to make it dense enough to survive her use, and got bad ideas.

She descended from heaven, like the goddess she was. She could have landed silently and without any fanfare, but that would accomplish nothing. Instead she allowed her body to glow with the brilliance of another sun in the sky, a golden aura around her white clad form as she descended like the sun given form. Settling onto the earth with the grace of a falling rose petal, her breasts heaved as she sighed at the usual rapture her arrival had caused in the audience of six men and a woman. She allowed the electromagnetic power of her eyes to bleed into static discharge as her hair raised in a halo. Her eyes leaked living lightning as she scanned the whole of the building at full power, looking for any traps or intentionally shielded areas.

Miz Majesty gets Conned 1 M30/F25 Mdom NC superheroine peril

Miz Majesty gets Conned

Wyvern Con was the largest Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Comic book convention in North America. It was the highlight of the year for everyone from Cosplayers through movie and game makers, it was where the reality that geeks really did run this part of the world, and those who wished their money needed to come to them, and learn their thousand little fandoms if they wanted the vast amounts of disposable income the fanatic fans were willing to spend on their chosen favorites.

This year there was a disturbing rumour, one that flooded the darkweb. This year Doctor Degrader had promised to attend the conference, with his greatest ever display of power, ingenuity, and perversion.

“This Wyvern Con, I will demonstrate how to break Miz Majesty, and any other heroines who dare face my Degradation Challenge!” DoctorDegrader@eattheworld.com.

Doctor Degrader was a battle armoured supervillain whose mastery of super science and hypnosis had corrupted and enslaved so many high profile business leaders, politicians, scientists and law enforcement officials that he had come close to taking control of whole states before detection.