In a Flash (female pov, nc, age difference, kidnapping, bondage, creampie)

Trigger Warning!

While still being fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, or make them feel uncomfortable, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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It was a warm summer’s morning and I was making the most of a beautiful day before it got too hot out. Saturday market was in full swing when I finally arrived. I began weaving my way between crowded stalls looking for some fresh produce, and perhaps something colorful for my apartment window. Renting this close to the park felt worth it for days like today.

I gathered a few things I wanted for a salad for the week ahead. A couple of heads of lettuce, carrots, radish, cucumbers, and tomatoes. There was some small talk with an elderly man working his stand for a few minutes then I was off through the crowds again. Unfortunately for my budget nothing from those arrangements of flowers caught my eye. It just wasn’t the right season now I suppose. I did pick up some lavender honey however, since my mom’s birthday was fast approaching.

Apartment 303 – Chapter 12: Friends with Benefits [FF]

*Author’s Note: Kelly got to experience the pleasures of ass play! Will he ask for more? Let’s find out. Visit* r/KellyBoomErotica *for previous chapters and other erotica. I love seeing you get off to my stories so DMmeYOURpussies!*

**- Chapter 12: Friends with Benefits -**

Jamie was gone when I woke. I would’ve thought our midnight tryst was just a dream except for the lingering coconut scent on my pillow, the bottle of lube on the ground, and my tender asshole. I was a bit downtrodden that Jamie wasn’t still asleep next to me, but when I went to make breakfast I realized she had already left for the airport. *Maybe next time we can snuggle each other the morning after.* My thought of next time wasn’t even a question. I knew Jamie and I weren’t finished. *She might be the roommate I truly fall in love with…*

Charlie emerged while I was pouring water in the french press. “Good morning! Coffee?” I greeted her.

“You’re chipper this morning… You sleep well?” She said through a yawn.

“Yeah, you?”

“Not really,” she yawned again. *Fuck, did she hear us last night?* “I tossed and turned worrying about my creative writing project.”

My [m] gf [f] and my distant cousin [f]

So yes, this is a long overdue update, but seeing as this just happened a few hours ago, I figured I’ld start here and work myself back, storywise.

We took a much needed vacation. And by we I mean my gf and I. No thirds, fourths, or fifths haha. We travelled half way around the world, I have some (distant) family here and figured we’ld get to know them there.

We arrived on a tuesday, spend the week sightseeing, and then yesterday finally met all of my (extended) family. Most of them are either too old or too young for us to have any shared interests with, but surprisingly, a (second) uncle of mine and his daugther (my second cousin? I dont do this whole family thing well…) invited us to see the city’s nightlife. We agreed and the four of us left sometime around 8pm.

By 8:30, however, we where dropping off my uncle because he got called in to work. So it was just my gf, my distant cousin, and myself.

The Babysitter [MF]

Steve and his wife had a young four-year old son which never allowed them any free-time on the weekends. One evening, Steve decided to hire a baby sitter so he and his wife could grab dinner and a movie. Steve’s wife, Rose, worked with a woman who had a daughter home from college on winter break. She was looking for some extra cash and was more than willing to babysit that evening.
Jenny was told to come over at 8.
She was an innocent enough young woman. Her long brunette hair sat perfectly around her delicate face, one that didn’t require much make up at all. Her luscious pink lips popped and glistened from her lip balm, accenting the most stunning baby blue eyes. Jenny carried her delicious curves well, with vivacious breasts and a perfectly shaped butt that made men drool.
Jenny arrived at Steve and Rose’s home, placing her supple fingers on the doorbell. Her low cut long-sleeve shirt played up her young breasts, which were quite the handful at D cups, while her black fluffy skirt really showed off her long, bronzed legs.
Steve opened the door and was immediately taken aback at how beautiful Jenny was. He expected her to be covered in acne and dressed modestly. Jenny shook Steve’s hand and entered the home, noticing how sexy the young dad was. Steve stood around six feet tall with curly brown hair and a rough five-o’clock shadow. Jenny became intoxicated by the smell of his cologne and his confidence. Steve and Rose left for dinner and returned a few hours later.

Helping Hands (M/F/F, handjob, blowjob, deepthroat, reluctance)

From outside the reserved classroom door, she could hear the shlicks of lubricated hands. That sound used to send shivers up her spine before they became as familiar as traffic noises in a downtown apartment. Michelle wasn’t sure that was a good thing. She took a deep breath, staring at the hand-made sign covering the door’s window: ✋ Helping Hands 🤚. It was her hands they had traced, her club they had joined.

It hadn’t been for the extra credits, though the extra credits were a welcomed bonus. When Donald Langdon lost both his hands in that horrific shop accident, Michelle rode the wave of sympathy to his rescue. Or had it been a wave of pity? Two months later, only the Helping Hands club seemed to still care about poor Donald, and even then, its members were dwindling. For now, Michelle considered the turnover ‘weeding out girls who never really cared about Donald,’ but her hands cramped at the terrifying thought of one day being the only one left caring.

That Time Lisa Convinced Her Boyfriend to Enslave Her For A Threesome, Part Two (f/f/m) (Slave) (Bondage) (Twins)

As his car pulled up outside of Lisa’s apartment, Kyle wondered one last time how he’d let his girlfriend talk him into this. It wasn’t like he found their sex life unsatisfying in the least. The two had known each other for years, and if there was one person he trusted in this world truly and completely, it was Lisa.

Which was why he’d been so surprised when she told him what she wanted. To be enslaved, treated as a pet or an object. The idea turned her on, she said. It made her wet. She knew that it would only be a game. She didn’t actually want to be his slave. But for a night or two, she would enjoy being chained down and ravished by him like she had no choice in the matter.

That was the word she had used. ‘’Ravished’’. Like it was some eighteenth century novel! Lisa could be intense sometimes when her heart was set on something. Hearing his girlfriend talk about how much she wanted him to chain her up and have his way for her certainly made him hard but at the same time, he was reluctant. The idea of treating Lisa like a slave was weird to him and he wasn’t sure if he would be able to do it. She wanted him to be cruel, dominant. But Kyle was worried this would feel to him like a betrayal. He loved her too much for that.

PARANORMAL UNDERGROUND SPIRIT SEEKERS: A WEEKEND AT ASMODAL 2/3 [trigger warning][emotional][ptsd][coping][bdsm][haunted][hotel][exhib][alcohol][raw][visceral][orgy][ffm][mf]

PARANORMAL UNDERGROUND SPIRIT SEEKERS

CASE: A WEEKEND AT ASMODAL INN DAY 2 OF 3

[Part One Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ubdkf3/paranormal_underground_spirit_seekers_a_weekend/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Author’s note: This story is primarily about Joel learning to cope with new realities. PTSD is near to me since I am a combat vet. A lot of the things that Joel experiences are my own… Granted, not in such a sexy environment. No, I am not Joel, I’m Paul… not my real first name.

NARRATIVE:

There’s something about a thunderstorm that reaches into us and touches the deepest, most primal parts of our humanity. The full fury of mother natures wrath on display in all its beauty, at least for most. In his younger days, he would love to sit and watch and listen to natures fury. Now though, he had witnessed, first hand, man’s fury against man after man had learned to harness natures power, giving him no control over either. His heart pounded within his chest and his skin prickled and sweat poured from every gland, every flash of lightning, every crash of thunder, detaching more and more of his reality. His control over his world and over himself slipped away into nothing.

He’s secretly fucking both of them.

Sorry to txt you at work, but not really. When you get done there, tell your wife that you have to make a stop and come straight up to my apartment, using the back stairs so she doesn’t see you. Strip at the door and come seat your hot asshole on my rock hard cock, facing me. I want to make you swallow my tongue while slowly fucking you and coming at least three times. You may not cum, Then, when you are home for dinner I want you to sit with your cock rigid and ass full of my cum while you record her on your phone complaining about the gay guy upstairs making so much noise fucking some new straight husband he seduced this evening. After she’s asleep, sneak up and suck my cock while I enjoy the recording. Her attitude and your man pussy never get old for me.

I shared a stranger with my friend at the club! [FM]

The club was loud, packed, and filled to the brim with horny young adults. When my friend (23f) and I arrived at the club, we split apart pretty quickly, and I found myself standing alone. I was actually kind of sad, as I felt like no one was interested in me, until a really cute guy came up to me. We introduced ourselves and started chatting. After a few minutes of small talk, I decided bluntly ask if he wanted his dick sucked. He obviously accepted the offer, and I took his hand and lead him to the restroom.

Her unconventional customer service (FF)

I walk into the lingerie store nervously. It has been a long time since I entered a place like this, but after losing some weight and building my confidence, it’s about time I get myself new underwear. I see the clerk working down the back of the store, and walk up to her.

“Uh…excuse me?” I say quietly to her back. She turns to look at me and I am struck by her beauty. My breath catches in my throat as I take her in, slim but with curves in all the right places, perfect sized breasts, stunning blueeyes and dark hair. Her skin is smooth and looks incredibly soft. ‘Stop checking her out! You don’t even like women, remember?’ I scold myself.

Her face brightens into a beautiful smile that lights up her whole face, and I see her eyes quickly dart up and down my body, a little spark ignighting in them. I ignore the look she is giving me, thinking surely she is just sizing me up as she works in a lingerie store, and knows I don’t look like the other women that come in here.

“How can I help you darl?” She says, her voice friendly.