Tag: Non-consensual

How Steve Ruins Ana’s Life [Str8][Mf][nc][preg][Part 1]

The letter had arrived Wednesday, but Steve did not open it right away. There was no name on the envelope, but the return address was the only clue he needed. 519 Deckler Lane, Lot 34. He knew that address well, especially Lot 34. Why shouldn’t he? That was the ran down trailer that the mother of his children lived in.

Steve was curious as to what she would have written to him about. He knows whatever it was, it was something to savor, but he had too many projects this week keeping him occupied to give the letter the attention that it deserved. His schedule for the weekend was clear anyways, so that would be a better time he decided.

Saturday morning, he took his breakfast, coffee, newspaper, and the letter out to the large wooden deck off of his kitchen. The September morning had a hint of the chill autumn was to bring so he kindled a fire in the firepit before picking up the paper. The letter sat under the edge of the plate ignored. Read more »

Jenna’s Escape [Mf][BDSM][anal][nc]

Maybe it was her adrenaline, maybe the discomfort of her body’s unnatural position, but Jenna emerged from unconsciousness to a drugged haze to see herself in a brick room filled with wine racks. Her jaw hurt from the rubber ball shoved in her mouth, held by leather straps across her tangled in her hair. Her hands yanked against the hard zip ties binding her wrists to rough iron table legs. Her stomach and breasts were squashed against cold glass and she moved her head from side to side to see that she was naked and splayed out spread eagle over a glass coffee table with wrought iron legs. Her tears smeared the glass beneath her face as she yanked at her bound ankles. They too were bound to table legs. Where was she? Given the dankness, the earthy smell, and bottles of wine, she could tell she was underground in a wine cellar with no idea if it was night or day or even what day it was.

“Sleeping beauty awakes.” Read more »

Tinder Date [M] [F] [NC] [tease]

I met Jen on Tinder a few weeks ago. We’ve been on a few dates and have always had a good time, although we’ve never sealed the deal if you know what I mean. Tonight, we grabbed dinner then went to a small club to go dancing. Jen looked sexy as hell tonight, her large breasts were bursting out of her low-cut top, and her skirt hiked up high on her thigh as she walked. She has a gorgeous figure with a little waist and a curvy ass.

As I’m driving us back to her place tonight Her hand is high on my thigh, just barely brushing the side of my cock and balls. I shift my weight a bit and pull her closer, she knows exactly what she’s doing and she knows what I want, she is such a tease. Finally I pull up to her driveway and pull her in for a kiss. We’ve been on 4 dates now and I can’t take much more waiting. I need to feel myself inside her, to taste her, to see her beautiful lips around my cock. She reciprocates the kiss, and giggles shyly. I unbuckle our seatbelts and slide my seat back. She coyly climbs over onto my lap, straddling me, kissing my neck. Her skirt is hiked up high now and she is grinding on my cock through my jeans. I need this release, I need her mouth, I can’t take it much longer. I put my hand between her thighs but she quickly bounces off of me and back to her seat. “I had a great time” she says, as she goes to leave the car. What? I suggest going up to her place but she says she wants to take things slow. Ok, I take a deep breath and say my goodbye’s. Read more »

Her Demon Cums at Night [MF][incubus][nc][supernatural]

He comes to me in my dreams, the handsome man with the deep, honeyed voice who can change into the man of my deepest desire. He started visiting me at the age of twelve; the month after my first period. I couldn’t explain why the reason why I’m falling asleep in class is because an incubus, a perverted demon, stalks me at night and I’m afraid to sleep.

When he comes to me, it always begins the same; I’m standing alone in complete darkness and I repeat my prayer, asking for God’s merciful light. It comes in the form of a spot light and I stand safe within it. A pair of red eyes glow in the darkness, menacingly staring at me, but I know I’m safe as long as I stay in the light. He’s tried luring me from the light, scaring me from it with growls, but I remain within it. Repeating Ava’s prayer became my bedtime mantra. It’s kept him out of my dreams and in the shadows for a number of years, but in recent years, he’s been coming to me in the world between awake and fully asleep. What’s worse, he’s been able to step into the spotlight, handsome and beguiling and that’s scarier than anything you can imagine. Once he appears, I’m trapped unless I’m awakened by someone or until he lets me go. And tonight was no different. I struggled to wake but couldn’t, paralyzed betwixt dreams and reality. I couldn’t mouth the word ‘help’, couldn’t scream in hopes of waking Clarrisa.
Tonight he appeared with scruffy black hair and deep brown eyes sparkling with flakes of gold. Shirtless, bronzed in black silk pajama bottoms, he gave me that damned beautiful smile of his.
In a low seductive voice, he said, “Hello, Talia.” Read more »

Date Night [NC][OS][VOY]

I write fantasy stories for my wife and read them to her. This is one of them.

**Date night**

The babysitter showed up early as usual. We said our goodbyes to the kids and hopped in the car. You didn’t know where we were going—I kept it as a surprise as normal—but you figured we’d do the regular drinks and dinner and whatnot. Nothing too exciting, you thought, but always good to get out of the house and away from the kids for a bit.

It was nice outside, so the car windows were open as we drove down Cherokee street towards a bar we had been to before. You were wearing a short, navy blue dress with your hair back and glasses on.

The bar was packed, but we found a booth open in the back.

“I have a little something extra planned for tonight,” I told you as we sat down with our beers. You guessed a few things—dinner at the ramen place down the street, a movie—but I didn’t have either of those in mind. Read more »

Red Haired Mom Falls Victim to Her Son’s Friends (MM+/F, MILF, inc, nc, orgy)

Know of any more stories like this? I don’t necessarily care about the incest, but I am interested in stories about broken women who have just given up.

Red Haired Mom Falls Victim to Her Son’s Friends
by Calisto

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A loving mother set to fall into the hands of her son’s friends after discovering his sexual obsession with her, leading to a hot encounter with her breaking down and submitting herself to them. (MM+/F, MILF, inc, nc, orgy)

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Mom looked so angry with her fiery red hair and unnerving hazel eyes as she studied my face for guilt, shame, remorse or what I expect is trying so see if I was even her son anymore, or human for that matter. You could cut the tension with a knife it was so thick in the air. She had just listened in on my phone call with my friends when I thought she busy with gardening outside.

I didn’t know how much she heard but she heard enough to hear some of the most twisted things we admittedly talked about and it all revolved around my mother and how we would fuck her in different positions and make her suck our cocks, pretty much right in the thick of our conversation which had become quite common the past few months. Read more »

Snowy The Fairy [mf][fantasy][nc]

It was nearing dusk on a summer’s day in the Veil Forest, the time when fairies would emerge from hiding. One such fairy was Snowy. She stood 25 centimeters tall, with short vibrant blue hair and orange butterfly wings, feathery antennae, and honey-colored eyes that always looked a bit sad. She had no need for clothing in this weather, and was enjoying the warm breeze on her skin when she heard someone crying. It was coming from the edge of the forest, which bordered a small human town. The further from the deep forest, the less safe for a fairy, but Snowy’s curiosity got the best of her. She fluttered steadily toward the sound, looking for its source.

It was a human girl weeping. Eyes shut tight, she was leaning against a tree and clutching an empty jar against her chest. There was a colorful kerchief over her hair and she wore a pretty dress, strange attire for a walk in the woods. Snowy’s curiosity grew, and she hovered as near as she dared. This human didn’t seem dangerous, though. She was not very big, and not a hint of malice could be detected in her heart. Read more »