Tag: Drugs

I [M] got drunk & high and cheated on my girlfriend with her really beautiful best friend [F] [LONG]

For reasons that will become obvious in the story, I’m going to change some names to protect some identities.

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Before the pandemic hit, I was single and content with being alone. I never had to much trouble getting girls (A lot of girls have told me I’m handsome) and felt that having a gf would only serve to hinder my options and freedom. Not that I’m like some sex god who’s constantly fucking or anything, but I like to mess around more casually with different people (I think like most people my age [Early-Mid 20s]). I hadn’t been in an exclusive relationship since high school and I figured I probably wouldn’t be committed to a girl at this point in my life anyways. However, over the pandemic, I became gradually lonelier and began trying to look for a girl to cuff.

My main way of doing this was by sliding in the DMs and telling girls I thought they looked cute or something like that… I hooked up with a number of girls this way since the pandemic started but never found girlfriend material, that is of course until I met Rachel in the middle of spring 2021. Read more »

ABBY, JUNIOR, MEL, and BERTIE – A mother learns to love enslavement by her troubled son and his domineering girlfriend [Incest] [BDSM] [Forced Orgasms] [Rape] [Drug Use]

*Chapters one through five presented in inverse order*

Chapter 5: JEEEEEUSUSSSSSAAA!

I sat on the end of my bed Sunday morning watching Melanie go through my dresser drawers picking out what I was going to wear underneath my dress. The dress she had chosen for me was a light cotton, form fitting thing, and even though it covered me neck to knees, was already too revealing for church – so the underwear was going to matter.

Junior and Mel had decided that maybe it would be good for me to reconnect with my community. But I knew they felt nothing but contempt for the church and all the ‘*delusionals*’ that went, so really it was just another opportunity to humiliate me.

Truth is, I was feeling pretty good about myself from a physical perspective, so part of me kind of wanted to show off. Turns out having a health minded woman around the house has got me in pretty good shape.

I was doing okay for someone my age before she came along because I took long walks and was generally health conscious about food. She’s into kale smoothies though, and intermittent fasting and all that. So of necessity, I am too. Read more »

Cinnamon Pillows Part 2 [Non con] [Harem] [Misogyny] [Mention of Dogs] [Humiliation]

As with chapter 1, some characters in this work reflect views that are morally wrong and do not reflect my own beliefs. This chapter even more so. This story will probably go down some roads Reddit won’t allow, so if you are enjoying this see my profile for access to an alternative reading source. DM’s open to discuss.

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Jade felt lightheaded for reasons that had nothing to do with the drugs in her system. What sort of hell had she been brought to?

“There…there has to be some sort of mistake,” she said shakily, eyes darting every which way. “I don’t belong here.”

“No shit, tits,” said the smaller woman. “None of us belong here. It doesn’t – does not- take a genius to come up with that.” The woman was the shortest of the four of them. If Jade had to guess she would put her at maybe 5’3. She had lighter skin than Jade but spoke with what sounded like a Spanish accent. Her hair was dark and voluminous; it fell in waves to the middle of her back. Her face was very pretty with dark, mischievous eyes. Her chest was the smallest in the room; not exactly flat but much less impressive compared to…others. But what she lacked in bust she more than made up for with the most picturesque butt Jade had ever seen. Strong thighs gave the impression that this woman regularly used her legs. Jade found it odd that she had stopped to correct her speech. Read more »

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 95-97) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 95: Sex And Violence

Hearing how ludicrously powerful her first real enemies are, Beatrice brought up one of her two quests that King Selirius gave her, to confirm it.

**Royal Quest: Proof of Heroism**

Objective:

1. Find and kill twenty Demonlings.
2. Bring twenty heads of the Demonlings to King Selirius.

Rewards: Princess Mary

*Somehow, I doubt that Princess Mary will simply consent to become a trophy for some ‘proof of strength’ test,* Beatrice thought when she remembered what her reward for the completion of the quest was supposed to be. *So, this was supposed to be that challenging? Or has the old man simply lost his mind? Or he doesn’t care? Judging by the state of his castle, probably the latter.* Read more »

Behind the Mask, Chapter 14 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]

[Chapter 13](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qj35gy/behind_the_mask_chapter_13_fm_incest_cousincousin/)

The arms around me were so warm, and I clutched them closer to me. I hadn’t felt such a thing in years, so having him with me here was a dream come true. My eyes opened as I slowly gained consciousness, my mind booting back up and going over those first few thoughts again. Peering down, I saw one of his arms around my waist, the other seat belted across my chest. Realization dawned on me, and I took a deep breath as I suppressed the reflex to freak out.

“Morning,” August murmured, sending goosebumps up my neck. Swallowing, I extricated myself from his embrace and stood woodenly, making my way to the chair at my desk. He sat up and pulled one of his legs up to rest his chin on his knee while I sat down. I put a hand to my face, closing my eyes actively maintaining composure.

I had given my virginity to him last night. It felt like losing the last piece of Jordan I had left. My heart felt heavy in my chest. Why did it feel like I was cheating? Jordan was dead. He was dead. My breath escaped me stuttered, and I choked back a sob. Read more »

Daddy’s Little Girl [M/MtF] (step-incest, sissy, gay, handjob, blackmail, forced)

Megan came out to her parents as trans last year. They were mildly understanding and supported her with her transition, her mom even threw her a name party when she changed it to Megan, although her stepdad wasn’t there.

Her mom, Alyssa had married Tom just 5 years ago. Megan always felt bad about who she was and when Tom moved in, he didn’t make it any easier. It wasn’t until she went to college that she got the courage to tell her family the truth.

Megan was happy working on her transition. She was slimming down a lot and had started going to the gym to work on her body. Her voice and boobs still needed work but even her hair was already coming along. One day, she came home from shopping and laid her clothes out on her bed. While she was separating them and making space in her closet, her stepdad walked in.

“Thought you might’ve been with your mom.” He said while peering through the door.

Megan didn’t know he was there and got startled. “No, she’s probably with Anne.”

“Hmm. You got all this today?” Read more »

Hunting at the EDM Festival [mffm, enm, swinging, drugs]

The hill rose gently away from the main stage, far enough away that it wasn’t packed with people, but close enough to be able to see into the crowd. The sunset behind the stage was beautiful, with deep orange and red hues that turned slowly into purple and blue. I could see her dancing in the distance, not too far from the DJ. She danced alone, in groups, with women, and with men. She danced with passion and vigor, just as she had done for the last couple of hours. 

 
I danced too, because what else was I here to do, in this most amazing of venues in Brazil. Peoplewatching was a fantastic alternative, but dancing was the best. It had been over two years since my last EDM festival, and I could tell the crowd was just as excited to be there as I was.
 

Eventually I made my way back to the hill, and I saw her traipsing up from the other side to meet me. It was our designating meeting spot, and I couldn’t help but appreciate the view.
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[F]I want someone to grope me in public

I wanna arrange something where I meet up with someone who gropes me on the bus or train, preferably at night. I’ll wear something skimpy and recognizable, I wanna pretend that I’m on my way home, and a gross stranger sits next to me and starts touching me in my sleep. He touches my thighs and caresses in between my legs, groping my tits and then sticking his fingers in my pussy. Then he takes me home and drugs me and ties me up and fucks my brains out while I’m all drugged up and tied up and I want my pussy licked too.

Amy’s Exploits Ch.03 [Police] [Gangbang]

“Charlotte?”

“Oh! Hey, Amy! Where you at? I was just going to call you! Shouldn’t you be here already?”

“Well, yeah, about that… Can you tell your Dad my car broke down? We are trying to get a mechanic, but they say I have to wait until tomorrow.”

“Oh, gosh! Should we come get you? What do you do now? Are you on the highway? And, wait, did you say ‘we’?”

“Yeah, some officers picked me up, so I guess I’m gonna stay the night at the police station.”

“Okidoki, I guess that works. But hey, if you have any problems, just call us, okay? I’m sure my parents can help!”

## 05:48 pm

Almost an hour had passed, since she had taken off her clothes, and when Officer Johnson finally shot his load, Amy realized how bad the deal she had made truly was. Read more »

Cinnamon Pillows (Part 1) [M/F] [Noncon]

The following is part one of a long, epic series of slavery and choices. It contains viewpoints of characters that are morally wrong and do not reflect my personal beliefs. I hope you can recognize the difference between a fictional story and real life and I do hope you enjoy.

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**Chapter 1: Whatever Happened to Lady Jade?**

The Sultan leaned back in his ornate armchair, stroking his freshly shaven chin. The only light, save for a dim orange glow emanating from the ornate wall sconces, came from a large mounted television screen on the opposite side of his desk. He rested comfortably against the plush fabric, watching the images tick by. Every ten seconds a new image flashed by, presenting the wares of the merchants he had long ago allied himself with.

On the whole he felt that the offerings this time were poor. The woman on the screen was pretty enough, he conceded. She was, in fact, quite beautiful. The camera had captured the terror in her blue eyes quite well, so that he could make out the extra moisture behind them that gave away either the stopping or starting of tears. But as he read her profile, the Sultan was thoroughly unimpressed. *A preschool teacher? She ought to have been satisfied by the children her husband gave her. If she even bothered with a husband…* Read more »