Non-consensual sex - Page 49

Chapter 5 Decisions and Demons, Iliafray awoke to the not unfamiliar sensation of a tongue lapping at her cunt, reaching down she felt Sophia’ s head resting on her thighs while her tongue lapped away as a wake up call, she pressed Soph...

The sound of flesh on flesh resounded through the clean but sparse room, its rhythmic beat accompanied by masculine grunts, feminine whimpers, and all the other elements which combined to form the crude orchestration of rough sex so often heard in...

This story is copyright of Tori Hamlin and erotikinks. For more stories and ebooks, visit erotikinks. com. All characters portrayed are 18+. These stories are fantasy, not instructions. Please practice safe,...

I gave notice at work today. My boss knew it was coming. He is sorry to see me go, but I don’ t need to work anymore, and I need a change anyway. Today I got the check. My wife was killed as a result of a mix up with a pharmaceutical company....

" CJ. .. I think I love you. .. " Yeah, I was stunned. Stunned is a good word. I knew what Tori wanted to hear, and it isn' t like it' s difficult to say a measly little 4 worded sentence in response. .. But I just couldn' t...

I stood biting my lip, staring myself up and down in the mirror, hardly able to believe what I was seeing. It made me feel so naughty, so dirty, getting all dressed up like this! A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine, counterpoint to the wet heat...

Alex was eating cereal in the living room the next morning. He was sitting on the couch with his feet up on the table. The T. V was on, but his eyes were on the couch, remembering his mother' s thick body and all the things he did to her the pr...

JackassTales… Tale #70. .. Calling All Writers story #13… As many know, I am a writer of mostly young, incest tales. Here I depart from usual and write about monsters, nightmares, horror, and the horrible. Yet, not a...

Rushing to her car in a slinky black dress and 5” ankle strap high heels, Madeliene didn’ t notice the man standing in the shadows until he cleared his throat. Spinning to face him, she saw a tall muscular man in black pants, T-sh...

- I was in such a hurry to get started I didn’ t even watch Leslie or Priscilla undress. As I was removing my socks, the only things I still wore, their mother Claudette put a pack of condoms on the corner of the bed. She pointed to the...

Her Fantasy - Ambush Damn it! She had lost him! Her mind filled with curses, insults she thought she deserved. How had he managed to escape their ambush? They had planned it so well....

Derek Jenkins squinted his eyes trying to make out what the flashing white lights were he saw, he tried to remember what had happened before he woke. He blinked his eyes trying to focus a flash of light and he remembered being in the game he was r...

Shape Shifter Part II During the next few days Jake dropped in at a few folk, blues or country music bars, finding some really nice looking but loniness-drive...

Felix studied his mother as she prepared to go out for the evening he tried to overcome a sense of betrayal, his seventeenth birthday had been only two days ago and the first time he had seen his father since they divorced. The situation between h...

Greg and I have been dating for nearly a decade, a span of time woven with countless threads of cherished moments and deep affection. He is the epitome of my dreams, a man whose kindness and love have been the unwavering constants in my life.

The guards want me, the Emperor owns me. Women dislike me, the Queen despises me. Little does she know I don’ t want her rancid husband. Little does she know I’ m planning his death. Everyday, since I was a girl, I am bathed in hon...

This story owes its inspiration to the short story “ Wine of the Dreamers, ” by John D. MacDonald, which I highly recommend, although this X-rated story is entirely the product of my own twisted mind. Puppeteer Chapter 1

The dreams I slumbered within was mindboggling, to say the least. The only things I could remember was that everything was vividly blurred, and I couldn’ t stop hearing the echoes of whispers cascade around me. It felt like I was asleep...

" What the fuck is this? " A screeching voice came from the door. At the foot of the bed stood a woman around her mid-forties. The look on her face was that of shock and disbelief. What was Fred Mullings supposed to do at this point?...

“ 500 Gold Dragons for a simple Imp hunt? ” Valyria muttered to herself as her eyes scanned over the contract posted on the wooden board outside the small village of Hestle. It was the first town she had come across in some time. &...