[M4F] Your deepest darkest fantasies are about to become real [Rape] [Impregnation] yet [Loving] and [Romantic] [Threatened] [Oral] [Breeding] [Creampie]

Here’s a story I wrote that fulfills a very deep dark fantasy that some women have: and that’s rape and forced impregnation. Now this topic in some hands could turn out ugly, but I guarantee that I made sure to make it enjoyable for everybody and it won’t turn anybody off. So here’s the story:

You just came back home and are there alone and you hear some noise at the front door. You go to check what’s going on and you find there’s a man holding a gun.

And I’m that man holding the gun and I explain why I had to come there. You see, while I was passing by I saw you coming back home and I did find you so attractive that I had to have you, whether you were willing or not.

So I take you to the living room and I just take out my big dick and I tell you to suck it at gunpoint.
You’re hesitant at first, sucking a stranger’s dick, but you put it into your mouth because you don’t want to anger me or make me do something crazy.

[MFF] My wife has been taken over by a lesbian she met online

I don’t know if this is really the right place to share this. I’m not really a “storyteller” and I thought this was maybe something to post more in a polyamory subreddit, but when I read that sub, it seems to be a place for people asking for advice or sharing tips and best practices. That’s not really what I’m doing here. It’s more of a thing where I don’t have many people in my life I would feel comfortable sharing this with. They would never get it and would probably be totally dumbfounded given what my IRL persona is like. I’ve read stories here once in a while and so this seemed the best place for this. However, I’ll just give a heads up, if you are looking for a super steamy erotic detail filled story, that’s probably not this. I’ll provide some details, but it’s really the overall experience of what I’m going through that I want to share.

It seems like this sub has a mix of stories that are real and fake. So having said that, I know some may read this and think it’s fake. That’s ok if you think that. A lot are obviously are here for entertainment. But for what it’s worht, I really did need an outlet to get this whole thing out to somebody. This really is happening in my life and it strange and exciting all at once.

The Sexual Awakening of Polly Pinnick, Pt 4 (FM, Risky, Cheating)

I’d expected there to be some awkwardness the next morning around Danny but the sly grin on his face in the hungover haze of the late morning showed me how comfortable he had been with what he’d seen. And sleep hadn’t changed any of the feelings I had about what I’d done and what he’d seen either.

I wanted him, regardless of who he was with. And I was pretty confident he wanted me too. It was just a matter of who would act first.

That wasn’t something I was good at still. It’s one thing to get drunk and let my housemate’s boyfriend watch me fuck his friend, but something entirely different to make a pass at him and instigate what I really wanted.

And what I wanted was the most incredible need and desire I’d felt for someone. With my previous boyfriend and other former lover’s the lead up had been short and sharp, and over as quickly as it had happened.

The Sexual Awakening of Polly Pinnick, Pt 4 (FM, Risky, Cheating)

(Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/aj5hbv/the_sexual_awakening_of_polly_pinnick_pt_1_fm/), [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/fbkkl6/the_sexual_awakening_of_polly_pinnick_pt_2_fm/) and [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ffkwel/the_sexual_awakening_of_polly_pinnick_pt_3_fm/) respectively)

I’d expected there to be some awkwardness the next morning around Danny but the sly grin on his face in the hungover haze of the late morning showed me how comfortable he had been with what he’d seen. And sleep hadn’t changed any of the feelings I had about what I’d done and what he’d seen either.

I wanted him, regardless of who he was with. And I was pretty confident he wanted me too. It was just a matter of who would act first.

That wasn’t something I was good at still. It’s one thing to get drunk and let my housemate’s boyfriend watch me fuck his friend, but something entirely different to make a pass at him and instigate what I really wanted.

And what I wanted was the most incredible need and desire I’d felt for someone. With my previous boyfriend and other former lover’s the lead up had been short and sharp, and over as quickly as it had happened.

[MF] Came all over my Asian wife’s pretty face for the first time last night.

My wife has always been a good little slut for me. Letting me fuck her pretty much anytime I want and any way I want. She hasn’t had a ton of experience with other guys in the sack, but her skills would say other wise. I was the first guy that she ever sucked off and I would not have been able to tell. She has perfect rhythym with her mouth and her hands both working simultaneously, pleasuring my hard cock trying her best to work out a huge load. It’s worth noting that my wife LOVES to suck cock. She often times plays with her pussy and cums while she has me inside of her warm mouth.

A Brief Foray Into Polyamory: My Arab Wife and Her Two Best Friends (The final chapter for now) [MFF]

Names and some details have been changed for anonymity.

People in the story:

Myself (Saif): M – Arab – Late 20s

Wifie (Aisha): F – Arab – Late 30s

Dominatrix (Maysa): F – Arab – Early 30s

Girlfirend (Sarah): F – Arab – Early 30s

Sarah and I stood at the door taking in the sight of my naked Arab wife Aisha with an 8 inch double strap-on beckoning us. I brought my hand down to Sarah’s pussy and felt it’s wetness.. she moaned again as I pulled her over to Aisha where she got on her knees and started to suck on the strap-on. She then got into doggy style on the bed and I helped Aisha guide her new cock into Sarah’s dripping wet pussy. Aisha began to slowly fuck her and picked up the pace gradually as I smacked both of their already red asses then I got onto the bed and my manhood found it’s way to Sarah’s welcoming mouth. We kept this going for a while until Sarah began to cum for the FOURTH time and the sight in front of me was something else. She was pushing her ass back into Aisha’s hips as Aisha smiled down on her without losing rhythm while pinching her sweet ass. Aisha pulled out and started biting her ass and lapping up her juices excitedly.

Final Support [FM] [hotwife] [dom/sub] [fiction]

It had come to this.

She always knew it was a very likely outcome, but not in this particular way. She felt guilty as well. Karen knew that most of her friends and relatives would side with her husband, Gary, if the full story ever came out. She highly doubted it would.

She would never tell the truth of it, if pressed for a story, and neither would Gary and Nick. They were bound by their initial agreement, and despite the current state of separation, they would stick to it. She silently thanked the fates that she could have such confidence in these two men who had given her so much joy, passion and pleasure for almost a whole year as part of a love triangle-slash-open marriage.

Her friends and relatives would only know that Gary and Karen Hubble had come to a disagreement in their eight-year-long marriage that could not be reconciled, and so they had settled for a divorce and she had soon after shacked up with Nick Argos, a co-worker of hers who had been supportive during this difficult time of divorce. This story would be accepted and everyone would move on, including herself, Gary and Nick.

Laughter in the Fall [FM] [sensual] [tickling] [fantasy]

*To GarnetAndOpal for being a light of goodwill, constructive discussion and positivity. Shine on!*

 

The temperature had dropped that afternoon, but Victor’s heart rate sped up as he neared her house. It had been six years since he had last seen her with his own eyes, but they had kept in touch during his time overseas. He was wearing the sweater and beanie she had knitted for him over the summer. She had many talents, knitting was only one of them, but one that she was quite good at.

He could almost hear his heart thumping in his chest as he turned onto the pathway leading up to her house. Everything looked different and yet the same. She was still big on fall decorations, but the porch seemed to have been rebuilt and painted a different color. He paused in front of the door, trying his best to get his heart rate down. He could definitely hear his heart beat now. This is not good, Victor told himself. Down boy!

The front door opened suddenly and he had to jump back to avoid being hit by the outward swinging fly door.

“Whoa, ma’am!” he yelped.

Isa Thornwood Stories – SexTV and other fetish stuff

Hello!

I’m an erotic story writer, and I would like to share my works with you. Hopefully, this is not considered a spam or anything.

My main ongoing story is called SexTV. It is a long erotic novel, featuring a multitude of various fetishes and sexy situations. At the time of posting, it is already 25 chapters and more than 100 000 words long.

It is set in a future utopian society where people don’t have to work for a living, and instead dedicate most of their time to entertainment. One of the biggest things is Live adult tv – hundreds of channels set in various settings from mainstream to fantasy and hardcore fetish. The story follows a girl who decides to join a porn show just for fun, and live on the set for six months.

People seem to like that story, hopefully you will too! I personally think that it has a very nice worldbuilding, and I try to focus on the plot as much as I do on the purely erotic scenes. It was once posted on Literotica before I left the platform.

Written erotica is PORN for women, my dudes!

Fuck guys.

All the talented writers must have went to bed early last night, I wasn’t too impressed with the crop I’d met… It was Saturday evening and my husband of eight months and I had just returned from the movies (because nobody told us the theaters would close too. Different aggravation entirely, and when you’re newly married the only sensible thing to do is screw any chance you get. But after some hopeless Netflix surfing and a petty argument about the window being open or shut, he stormed out to sleep on the couch because apparently “we can’t talk about shit.”

I wanna believe being married is as exciting as my friends say it is… but to be honest, I think they left out where that excitement actually comes from. So, with makeup done for the evening and a black tank top thrown on after realizing the evening ended, I’m decided to make my own rules and seeking a fun Saturday night elsewhere. From all of you hungry animals.

And the result, was… mediocre. :/