The escape rape (RE2) [non con, humiliation, rough sex, violence]

Just wrote this exciting story based on a pic made by Sabu (http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/sabudenego/707702/Claire-RE2-Remake). It’s a fic made over the uncut scene between Claire Redfield and Brian Irons, on RE 2 remake.

Hope you enjoy! XX

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They were almost at the exit. Claire and Sherry just needed and access card to cross the parking lot and leave all that claustrophobic hell behind. Running away from the infected alone was dfficult, with a little girl would slow her down, but Claire wouldn’t let her alone.
She hears a noise and sees the shadow of police chief Brian Irons approaching. She already knows the reputation of the policeman: corrupt, perverted, disgusting. She quickly sends Sherry to run, to hide away, already predicting that the fight between them would be great. “Fight”, she thought foolishly.

“Where is she?” – Iron asks
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Girl, I don’t have time or patience! Tell me where Sherry is and maybe, MAYBE, I’ll make you suffer less.”

Claire could only think that in a city devasted by infected, that was the least or her problems. She could feel Irons devouring her with his eyes. “Pig”, she murmurs. ashoots the wall behind and the noise distracts her. He approaches so quickly that she can’t even see the gun butt hitting her head.

Giving the teacher what she wants [Fm] [seduced by older woman] [role-play] [feet] [oral] [sex] [anal]

“Oh, fuck me,” I said.

“Yeah, well, Jay, get used to it,” Enrique said, “You’re the lowest bitch on the totem pole, so now you’re going to help unload their van, and you’re going to be fucking nice about it. Put all their luggage by that tree.” He pointed up the hill at an enormous redwood, decking built around it, near the seasonal staff cabins. “The teachers get the nice rooms, the ones with a view.”

“What about Stefan?” I whined. Stefan was my supposed co-worker, except he was nowhere to be seen.

“Jay, Don’t worry about Stefan, just do what I told you,” Enrique sighed.

Enrique was the Facilities Manager, my new boss. Five summers I had spent working my way up to senior counselor, earning the respect of campers, becoming a leader of our team. But I wanted more. I’d finished university and realized that the thing I’d miss the most was being a counselor at summer camp. So I decided to join the permanent, year-round staff.

Uncharted: Samuel’s Fortune (Chapter 1-Crossing Miss Ross) [Fanfiction] [BDSM] [Bondage] [Rope bondage] {Cleave gagged[ {Tape bondage] [Sock gagged] [Tape gagged[

This is the first chapter of my 2nd Uncharted novel: Samuel’s Fortune. This first chapter features Nadine Ross (from Uncharted 4: A Thief’s End) getting herself kidnapped by Eddy Raja and his pirate crew (Eddy’s from Uncharted: Drake’s Fortune). Meanwhile Samuel Drake (also from Uncharted 4) and his girlfriend Chloe Frazer (Nate’s ex and fellow treasure hunter) plan their adventure to Brazil to investigate the Portuguese Golden Ore. Enjoy the story!

**Four days earlier; in the middle of the Amazon jungle in western Brazil.** 

Nadine Ross was stationed at yet another client’s demolition site when unknown attackers came and raided the spot. The South African   mercenary had already been through a lot in the past year and a half. Teaming up with American millionaire Rafe Adler and attempting to   claim the Libertalian treasure only to have Rafe betray her by bribing her Shoreline mercenaries to turn against her along as well as him   and the brother duo of Nathan and Samuel Drake wiping out most of her major battalions in Scotland, Madagascar, and the island itself.   She luckily had escaped the burning Gun-sway ship and left Rafe to have his fate at the hands of the Drakes. 

Coming Home Part 2 [F4M] step siblings isolating

I’ve been absentmindedly wandering around my mom’s neighbourhood for the last 55 minutes; my toes and hands are numb, and the sun is long gone. I don’t actually know what I was thinking when I left but its dawning on me that aimlessly walking around the neighbourhood might not have been the best idea. I was going to come back after he was asleep or something – obviously anger got the best of my thought process – it’s like 9pm at the latest. Speaking to Ali didn’t make me feel better either, it actually made me a bit more uneasy. I reluctantly took the next right back towards our house.

Coming Home Part 1 [F4M] step siblings isolating

This isolation has me fucked up. To think my boyfriend is a big enough prick to ask me for a break during this bullshit is enough to have me lunge across the car choke him out. Reviewing the events of the morning, I shake my head and focus my gaze out the window. He looks over at me, “babe don’t be mad. I just think it will just better for both of us if…” I cant listen to this again. “Can you honestly shut the fuck up? You explained several times this morning and while I understand perfectly, I don’t want to hear it again. Just take me the fuck to my mom’s house please.” I don’t usually get this heated but he knows how I feel about being stuck in the same house as my idiot stepdad. “You know, I can’t help but think this is because I stopped giving you blow jobs, it’s like you’ve decided to punish me for it. I *know* you don’t want to break up with me.” I look at him with daggers in my eyes waiting for a response. I’m ready for a fight. “I don’t want to go over this again either Paige. You *withholding blow jobs* because of a video game is just an example of how fucking controlling you can be, and I don’t want to be stuck with you for however long this is going to last! Go to your moms and well figure it out after this is all done.” He pauses. “*Fuck* you can be difficult.” I can feel our anger lingering in the air and even notice a minute twinge of relief when we turn onto my mom’s street. I jump out as soon as he pulls up, open the back to grab my bags and head straight for the door without a word. I hope he gets infected on the way home, leaving me like this. Halfway up the walk I feel my phone vibrating in my back pocket. My jeans are pretty skin-tight and the vibrations feel kinda good, so I let it ring a couple times before grabbing it at the door. It’s my mom, I cut her off before she can speak. “Hey mom, I’m here. I’m literally at the door, will you come open it so I don’t need to find my key?” “Of course, I’ll come down now. The reason I’m calling though is because I wanted to give you a heads up before you got here…Jason’s school was cancelled so he’s coming to stay as well.” Great. More fantastic news. “And why isn’t he staying at his own mom’s house?” I ask directly, ignoring the soft tone in my mother’s voice. “Is he not allowed to stay with his *father* Paige? Come on. I know you’ve had a rough few days but you’re a guest in this house just like he is. He’s younger than you and his university year is up in the air, cut him some slack.” Her soft tone was now one of impatience. “I’ll cut him some slack, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to acknowledge him.” I can hear her on the other side of the door now and she opens it, giving me an unamused look. “Oh and Paige?” I meet her gaze. “Your grandmother’s nurse is needed at the hospital, so she will be staying with us as well. I have given her your old room.”

The Cucky Professor [MF]

The Cucky Professor

Originally posted by AsianHotWifesCuck at https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/porn-favorites/erotic-stories/#post-447

I sat grading student assignments in my third-floor office at the university. My back was to the worn door that was currently closed. Past the stack of journals piled on my desk, I had a small but dirty window that provided natural light. Occasionally, I found myself distracted by the noise of the coeds walking past. I sometimes thought about all the potential each of them had ahead of them. Other times, their young voices only reminded me of my middle age, so I usually kept the window and blinds closed. Today, the window was closed.

I glanced at my running watch, the one my wife gave me to help me stay fit for her. I noted that my next appointment was already twenty minutes late. I considered leaving my office and heading home when I heard the sound of high heels clicking against the floor of the hallway outside my office. The noise stopped, and the door creaked open without so much as a courtesy knock.

I started to swivel around in my office chair to see who had just entered so rudely. I was planning to comment about common courtesy, but before I got completely turned around, a woman’s voice spoke.

Who cares dude? Let’s just fuck. CHAPTER 3 [MF(uta)F(uta)] [spitroast] [cum swallowing] [anal]

*Chapter 3: Full cock, no stars*
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“So anyway, I was just heading to my car when this clerk stops me, and goes like, what do you think you’re doing, bro?” Jules went on with her story.

 

We were sitting around a bonfire, me and Jules sitting on a hanging porch bench and Val sitting in a lawn chair on the other side of the fire. I had always heard people like bonfires, but I never really understood why. I guess I get it. Jules was holding me close to her with one arm around my shoulder and a beer in the other hand, a cooler was to the side of the bench just filled with beers.

 

“So the clerk is like, ‘I know you’re shoplifting, you’re not even trying to hide it!’ And I legit have no idea what she’s talking about. And she only gets angrier at me and starts yelling, and then she points at my dick and tells me to take it out and put it back!” Jules and Val broke out into laughter.

 

“So what did you do?” Val said, struggling to hold in her laughter.

Just practicing.

“I lose myself a little in you… or are you lost in me?”

“I don’t feel lost”– the way he stares down, I can see that he means it. Those eyes are just as pretty, but they aren’t the same eyes as before, the ones that were glued to his feet.

I reach up, brush a finger along the bone of his cheek. “Well…”, I murmur, “If I need finding, I’ll know who to– Mm!”– he cuts me off with a deeper thrust of his hips– the bubbly shock of it zips up my spine, takes my mouth for its own– “Mm…”– it’s the best I can do, to moan. Words are far behind me, now.

There– his lips are moving– he’s about to say it. They always do. “Heidi, I lo–”

“Shh”– it’s my turn to stop him– my finger jumps from his cheek to his lips– “Shh… no, you don’t”

He frowns– “But I do! From the moment I first saw, you I–”

My Confusion Part 8 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

“Allie, are you OK?
What’s wrong?”
She didn’t answer me at first.
She just laid there, the tears running down her face.

When finally she could speak she didn’t.
What she did do is flip around on the table and grabbed my shoulders pulling me downward and swallowed my face while kissing me, never missing a single spot.

Coming up for air she said.
“Nothings wrong, I was just, I mean I, I was suddenly struck with an overwhelming sense of happiness.
A happiness I had never before experienced.
It just washed over my entire body.
It came out of nowhere and enveloped everything that is me.

Frank, will you marry me?”

Suddenly for maybe the first time in my life I was at a loss for words.
Allie hit me right between eyes with her question.
“Allie, I, ahem, I but, but I, YES Allie.
Yes I will marry you!!” I said.
It was at this point that she threw herself into my arms and smothered me with kisses.

First time I [m] fuck and older [f]emale

Hello everyone, I’ve been a fan of this sub for a few years now. This particular experience happened last year and I figured I’d share it. This is my first time posting so be gentle lol

Before I met my current girlfriend, like most people I spent my spare time swiping through dating apps. One day I’m laying on the couch just swiping through tinder and I come across the profile for this older woman named Lina . She was 39, DD size breast, a little chubby but not excessively overweight. She had blonde hair, icy blue eyes and these pouty lips (huge turn on). Little bit about myself, I was 25 at the time, 5”9, black male with an athletic build. I workout routinely to stay in shape but I have a bit of a gut.

We matched and immediately started chanting. She was a German citizen here in the US on a business trip. She worked for some tech company and her job frequently brought her to the states. She told me up front that she was only looking for a quick lay while she was in town. Like most dudes, I quickly agreed. Unfortunately we matched the day she was scheduled to fly back to Germany, however she told me she was coming back in a month for a friends wedding. Over the next few weeks we talked through text and FaceTime. A lot of sending nudes, phone sex etc.