Pink Smoke 2 [Mc] [Femdom] [MF]

Tom woke up slowly from a feverish dream of naked flesh and kisses and moans. His throat ached and his body felt sore. As he regained consciousness, he realized several things at the same time.

First, that he was lying on a bed. He was fully dressed and his trousers felt uncomfortably tight around his crotch.

Second, as he moved around, he found out that he was handcuffed to the bed posts.

Third, that he was a place he didn’t recognize. A beatiful bedroom with wide windows, in a building tall enough to offer a view on the entire city.

Fourth, that Sandra was in the room with him. She was sitting at a small desk in front of a mirror. She was wearing nothing but an aquamarine bra and matching lace panties, her long, slender legs cast to one side as she carefully cleaned her face with a small cotton disk. Tom could see the beautiful line of her delicate neck as she had her hair collected in a bun.

Sandra was humming softly to herself, but paused as she noticed, through the mirror, Tom waking up and struggling weakly against his constraints.

Princess Slut. pt 1 [MF] [Rough sex]

It’s my first attempt at writing NSFW story, hope you like it! (Sorry for my typos or mistakes, English is my second language)

Princess Elizabeth wasn’t going to be a queen anyway, so when she learned about her disability, she went breaking bad. She did drugs, she drunk and she fucked. A lot. You could say that she was a whore, but she didn’t consider herself one.

One day, Elizabeth woke up and proceeded with her day. After breakfast she left the castle and went to a pub as she did everyday. ‘How are ya doin’, Liz?’ The bartender asked. ‘Good, but very fucking bored. One beer, please’ She responded. ‘One second, my lady’. When she got her beer she knew what she wanted. ‘Hey, John?’ She asked the bartender ‘Yes, Liz?’ he exhaled ‘Do need any help *in the back*?’. He got it right away. ‘Yes, there is a lota stuff needed to be sorted out and cleaned. Follow me’ so she did. When they got to the back of the pub she was already soaking wet and John’s dick could tear his pants open.

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 11 [nc, rape, oral, interracial, rough, mdom, cuck]

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 11

by DiscipleN

Chapter 11

Stace had said the ‘movers’ called Terry, “Mr. Drangren.” When she returned from school, she found me at her desk searching online for that name.

“Mom, I need the computer for school.”

I erased the URL history before getting up. “I’ll be gone for supper. Do take care of your dad.”

“I can’t stand him!” She admitted.

“Well, don’t cut yourself over it. Now that you’re signed on to be Terry’s whore, any marks will drop your price.”

She gave me the finger. I exited and closed the door. My searches had been a tedious pain but ultimately successful. I found an archived page for Terry’s law practice. Court records from his trial gave an address. I checked the housing market for the place I found on a maps site. It was a two bedroom, one bath, 70’s cookie cutter design that hadn’t been sold since before Terry’s arrest. County records revealed its title was in the name of a Marlee Jackson. I looked up her name but found only BS pages.

The Harry Potter Sex Series: Part 10

Harry and Ron woke the next morning alone. Hermione and Ginny had left early, having left a note explaining how Mrs Weasley didn’t know where they had gone and that it was best they got home before she found out.

Harry and Ron were severely disappointed. They’d both woke up horny as hell and quite fancied a little fun with their girlfriends before the big match. They did consider wanking over the naked pictures of Ginny and Hermione again, but came to the conclusion that they could probably hold on another night until they were back in England.

Around 10am the team coach came into their room and ordered them downstairs for a pre match meal and tactics discussion.

‘Right the keepers vision isn’t brilliant and her handling’s been poor recently so attempt some shots at goal from range.’ The coach barked as Harry tucked into his bacon and egg sandwich. ‘Oh and Galvin, their seekers agility is good so watch out for that.’

[MMM/F] Abducted, Tickled, and Enslaved… (BDSM, Fetish, noncon, long)

Gilly had spent too long goofing off on Reddit and daydreaming again. The irritated Starbucks staff had to boot her out of the café 5 minutes before closing time, but at least she could finally say that she’d finished her last high school paper. With her laptop stuffed in her backpack, she walked back to her car. She shivered a bit as a gust of wind blew over her. Even with summer right around the corner, the nights in northern California still remained fairly cool. She regretted not bringing a sweater or something. She had parked a couple of blocks away to avoid paying the parking fees, so she’d have to stomach the occasional cold gust.

The Harry Potter Sex Series: Part 9

Mr Weasley appeared outside of Luna’s house. He’d had a long day at work trying to cover the whole saga about Luna hexing the poor muggle boy.

After knocking on her front door for a few minutes she answered.

Mr Weasley’s attention was lost for a moment when he noticed she was only wearing a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was wet and tied up. Her small cleavage was visible as the small towel left little to the imagination, with her milky legs barely covered.

‘Ermm… Yes hello Luna.’ He muttered, trying to regain his composure. ‘May I come in for a minute to speak to you.’

Luna let him into the house, and after offering him a drink, went to put on some suitable clothes.

‘So Luna, I’ve been investigating a case involving you and a muggle boy in the village.’ Mr Weasley explained.

‘Ohh I’m sorry Mr Weasley, he just got me so upset that I acted without thinking.’ She said in her usual dreamy far away voice, although her eyes were filled with guilt. ‘Am I in trouble?’

Can’t lose your family behind this

44[m4f]..blackmail role.. you’re very important person in the government who fights the War on Drugs… your a mommy, your daughter’s 9 years old. you been happy married for a while.I’m a drug dealer who’s here at the motel with you you’re trying to break up a a drug ring but instead.. I get you high off of crystal meth. Without your knowledge I’m videotaping you getting high videotaping you and me fucking* sucking so I use this against you to Blackmail you against your job your family everything that’s important to you…we can do that ..or we can take it from there..
My kinks are drugs cum* swallowing anal ageplay cheating videotaping panties forbidden taboo.. just let me know what you think you’re back to me..kik anthonyanthony0..thats a zero at the end

Black Harvest, White Seeding (Interracial, rape, boys, women, demons, Halloween)

Black Harvest, White Seeding
by DiscipleN

Here is my second story of black boys raping and dominating white women, inspired by the drawings of the artist known as “Shota” on (Shotachan da net).

WARNING: Vast amounts of interracial bullshit is written below. Abandon reading it! I repeat, Abandon reading it!

[PROPER DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction, regardless of age, or relation, sexual assault is illegal. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life.]

Halloween is the autumn festival, Samhain, that foretells the darkening of the skys and the arrival of snow. It is the harvest festival in many lands, known by different names, but true followers believe the separation between the spirit world and the living world narrows. Gaps through that veil can be found.

Ellen Kent stood on the step ladder, helping her college friend, Patricia, put up paper bats and other decorations along the school’s corridors. Patricia was an administrator, employed to assist, evaluate, and shepherd teachers at the small, “Late-Middle” school for boys of 14 years or older.

Claire’s Night [FM] [Drugs] [Group]

It was half past midnight on the night Claire’s tender-hearted boyfriend had broken up with her. His teary eyes and wringing hands really made her question her life. Half an hour later she was on her knees in a nightclub bathroom, blowing a man who bought her a drink. He was leaned up against the sink, and Claire was blissfully taking a mouth load of his salty cock. Her long and tidy auburn hair swishes back and forth. She sucked him down, and he placed a hand on the back of her head.

She had some Chinese food earlier with her well, now-ex boyfriend, and was already hungry. The attractive Latino man with his dark hair and expensive clothes was almost howling at having Claire give him head. She kind of wanted to fuck him too, but with the wet smacks echoing between his ooo’s and aaa’s made her think he was about to feed her anyway. Hey lips plumed down and kissed the base of his nice and thick dick. Saliva strung down and got over the top of her dark green dress. She had crossed her knees and kept her nice brown heels off the tile.

[MF] the time a dare led to me being stalked by a stripper.

So in my mid twenties as I’ve stated before I was a bit wild and really got around. For years I worked at call centers because the pay was decent and you basically didn’t do anything. At a few different centers I worked with this girl named (Brooklyn) I’ll use her stripper monicker to protect her real identity as this story gets pretty raw.

Anyway she was blonde, glasses, had the nerdy wholesome look. She was a bit skinny but with the right amount of meat on her bones. She had decent sized tits where you could tell they were present even in a sweater. She was really dumb but friendly and save for the wild dog look in her bright blue eyes you’d have no idea there was a drug addicted cock addicted demon lurking beneath the surface.