[M/F] [Non-Con] [Breeding] Charity Event

This is a story I wrote a few months back. It does have themes of non-consent, humiliation, some bondage, and other similar themes. It also has a fictions device my mind created to make choking in this story easier. This device doesn’t exist. Similar existing devices should
NOT be used for safe choking practices.

With that being said, sorry for any typos, hope you enjoy.

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At work you’ve heard about a private party going on, something that you hear only in whispers. It catches your attention because the whispers imply something risqué. You don’t know who is throwing the party, but it sounds like it may be run by one of the bank’s executives.

You can’t get the thought out of your head and you try your hardest to catch a whisper about who is throwing the event, or maybe where you can get a ticket.

After dinner, you mindlessly wash dishes, still not able to get the idea out of your mind. Your phone rings, it’s Tim. “Hey man, I had a thing I was going to go to tonight, something strange. Thing is, I’m with Jeanine now, so I’m gonna cancel. You interested in going?”

Picking up a Guy at the Bar While my Hubby Watched!

This weekend, I am going to a sex party. Without my husband. He knows and wants video. He wants to be cucked, but not in person. Not yet anyway. We’ve swapped before, I mean, just two weeks ago he invited his friends over during the football game and they all took turns fucking me. But that’s not the same as cucking. He wants a little humiliation, but not a lot. Not yet. He wants to see me with another man and not be allowed to fuck me himself. But he isn’t ready in person yet. And that’s okay. The whole idea of it makes me fucking wet.

So, at the sex party this weekend, I am going with a guy that I regularly fuck when my husband isn’t available. Hubby knows about him, it’s not cheating. We are in a somewhat poly relationship, though I sleep around far more than he does. Although, he did fuck the chick that came over during our football Free-Use Weekend. That was the first time I had ever seen him with another girl. It turned me on! The jealousy, the rage, the sex, fucking hot! Anyways, back to this weekend, or rather to last night.

My [M] role reversal with my [F] partner. Part 2

You can find part 1 here

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rs8vfa/i_m_had_an_unexpected_role_reversal_with_my/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

Part 2

Once my orgasm was over she pulled her arms free from her dress and flipped me over. It was a very quick motion and caught me by surprise. Now I was lying on my back with her sitting on my knees. She looked down at my cock and said,

“You’re not putting that dirty thing back inside of me.” She leaned forward and proceeded to lick and suck my cock nice and clean. It was sweet agony seeing as how I had just cum. She seemed to relish in my discomfort. When finished she moved up my body and then just dropped her pussy onto my cock. Her pussy was still soaked. Thinking of soaked, she still had my cum all over her face and in her hair. God she looked hot riding my cock with cum all over her pretty face. As she rode me it started dripping onto her breasts. I was really enjoying the view and noticing that my cock was starting to feel good again.

The Queen’s Toy – Part 1 – [Fm] [FemDom] [Humiliation] [Slave] [Punishment] [Fantasy]

It’s late at night when my female guards bring you in to me. Of all the crimes you could have committed, you were caught trespassing on my castle grounds, hiding by the main draw bridge whilst the watch changed their posts. Right now, I don’t care why you broke in, or how, I’ll obtain that information from you later. All I know is that right now, I have a *need* to punish you.

*Silly boy*

At my instruction, you’ve been cuffed and gagged to make sure you don’t wake the entire castle staff with your intrusion. The two guards bring you to the small stone sound proof chamber where I am waiting. A fire has been lit in the huge hearth and a couple of candles cast a soft glow across the room. My soldier’s force you sit at the large, heavy wooden seat built into the apparatus at centre of the room. The equipment consists of three arm spokes, projecting off from a central area:- The Chair, The Post and The Bed.

My new story is published in Literotica under Incest/Taboo titled, ‘Mom’s Post-Apocalyptic Debauchery’ [MomNTR] [Cuckson] [Son] [Cuckolding] [Humiliation] [Voyeurism] [Corruption] [Moral Degradation] [Dystopia]

Hello friends, I am an author at Literotica.

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My latest story is about how a guy’s mom changed during the post-apocalypse into a raging slut.

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The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 2b – Roberta [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation][Uncomfortable territory][Non-con][Les][Spanking][BDSM][Plot heavy]

*Continuing from 2a*

“Thompson?” I asked. “The warden has a concussion, doesn´t she?”

Johansson was of a different opinion. “She told me very quietly that Thompson and one man escaped the detainment station, and Prefect Green demands some heads. Thompson´s being the most wanted one. He didn´t order that warden to be decapitated, although once he will be told she let her stay at large…”

“What do you want us to make of this information?” I inquired.

Johansson dipped his head to the chalice of fingers.

“By this day you should have a good grasp of who is a responsible one and who is a stupid scandalmonger. Trust those who are worth it. People of quality will be watching out and will do everything in their power to dignify her, to vindicate her ideally.”

Kane checked on the graphic model she constructed for her holoshow. Was she escaping to fiction, confused from reality?

“Why do you sympathize with her? Did your grandfather kill a feminist?”

Johansson answered her with sarcastic laughter.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 2a – Roberta [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation][Uncomfortable territory][Non-con][Les][Spanking][BDSM][Plot heavy]

**Roberta**

“You aren´t getting any wetter. Not good enough for you, baby girl? Neither I nor Kenneth? Well, we brought a bottle of dyke-grease.”

I wasn´t looking at the bodybuilder, a piece of a man speaking and it would be testing boundaries if I acknowledged the existence of his beer-bellied buddy.

Below the lamp with the vermilion shade laid two bills, orange in the normal light. Prosperits I was bought with because my team lost.

“Grab her arms. She begs to be nailed, not nuzzled.”

The thick beard of Kenneth´s swathed my fingertips, and I would be afraid of lice if the grime wasn´t going to stink out the inner tissue´s recesses. Bernard, the iron pumper, pressed my ankles together. My nude form was manhandled to a wooden cross, lying askew between the bed and the other wall. The clasp of leather drawn tight could be called mild if one was previously lifted by… *Them.*

“You are a dyke and, what is worse, a teacher,” Bernard said. He sucked in my supposed fragrance. „You smell foul, but cunt is a cunt, and I wished for an odd dainty – the milf adroit pussy that is rejecting the dicks. And I must only add the coating.”

[F4M] Are you looking for a submissive erotic RP buddy? (Fantasy/Medieval/Supernatural)

Im looking for someone that loves to explore different magical words and settings with me. I’m open to a lot of ideas. I would like our sessions to be story driven too, not just erotica. I am looking for someone who can carry the story part. I also reply with a lot of descriptions.

I am super submissive and would like to be completely dominated by you. I am also a rather girly girl so playing masculine characters would be difficult for me.

My kinks are: vanilla, prey, noncon(I do make my characters enjoy it after initially being forced), breeding, brat, tentacles (to an extent), slave, Voyeurism and lingerie/costumes

My limits: Incest, cuckold, anal, gore, scat, gangbangs, extreme/public degradation, extreme/public humiliation, beastality (am not against animalistic features like horns though, but no animals pls) and anything too extreme.

I’m open to play any scenario you want as long as its magical, fantasy, sci-fi or historic/medieval. I’m also open to play in your fantasy world if you have one. Btw tell me your favourite colour so I can confirm that you read my post.

Vampire Omicron: Chapter 1 – Home Invasion (Part 2/2)

New strain of COVID, I’m now a disgusting perverted vampire. I sniff and creep around my former milf boss’s house, then rape, kill, and feed on her.

DISCLAIMERS

Please read!

This is very dark HORROR. It includes absolute non-mutual non-con / rape!

These disclaimers are to help you know if my story is for you or not. I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISH WARNINGS

-Death / Blood / Murder (SORT OF SNUFF, but with a twist. I mean it’s a vampire, I’m going for it, but I keep it minimal)

-Creeping around (lots of this, sorry if it’s boring)

Hide and Seek. [NSFW] [Public][Humiliation][CNC][Primal][Exhibitionism]

It’s a chilly morning during the week. As we sit in the car outside the supermarket, the windows fog up with the heat of our bodies. That tell-tale grin gripping my face, telling you exactly what I want you to do. Your breathing picks up as you pull your shirt over your head and sliding your pants down to your ankles. Completely exposed. I shift in my seat, barely containing my lust for you. I reach out, but instead of to your body, to the back seat. I drop a long trench coat into your bare lap. The grin widens.

“1… 2… 3… 4…”

Your eyes widen as you struggle to cover yourself with the coat, before opening the door and stepping out into the cold. Carefully trudging up to the doors of the store, you take one last glance over your shoulder at me before walking into the vestibule and running off to hide.

But I have a surprise for you. I quickly jump out of my shirt and into a new one. I pull a new mask over my face and cover my long hair in a ball cap. Calmly, I exit the vehicle and stroll down to entrance. Ready or not…