Present Day It was a dream he was used to having by now. Stephen knew it was a dream because it always started the same way. "Don't worry, he's fine," grinned Danny, from the passenger seat of his friend Rob's Dodge Intrepid. For himself, Rob took one more drink from the red solo cup before tossing it in the trash and climbing into the driver's seat. "Wh...
This is the second installment of the story of a beautiful American businesswoman (Elaine) who come to Jamaica to relax and eventually ends up working in an island whorehouse to pay off a debt. The story began when her husband, Paul, and she arrived on a weekend to unwind and enjoy some romantic time with each other before Paul has to leave on a business tri...
The headache came on a little after lunch. It was Wednesday, four days after my ex walked out of my life and into the arms of his fat-tittied cow, and it was also my first day back at work. I'd called in sick on Monday and Tuesday, but I hadn't been sick. I'd been binging on tequila, trying to drown my grief, guilt, and nearly ever-present anxiety. But it ha...
"I'm gonna drink this pineapple juice." Steve glanced up from his book at his sister's red-haired best friend, Ashly. "That wouldn't be wise." She smirked as she put her free hand on her cocked hip. "And why is that?" He returned his attention to the novel. "Because it is mine, and I'll spank you if you do." "You shouldn't threaten me with a good tim...
Somehow, Chrystal's head turned robotically in my direction as her mouth opened in a visible display of shock and awe. "You." She mouthed putting a hand to her cheek. Before I could react, she was running directly at me with murderous intent only to be taken down by studio security. "GET OFF ME; I'M GOING TO FUCK HIM UP!! I'M GONNA GET YOU FOR THIS, I SWEA...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Disclaimer: This story contains strong language and use of racial slurs, big cocks, tits and ass. Not realistic at all. If you are looking for realism or if you are easily offended then this story is not for you. Some Useful words to know before you read the story: Hijab...
* COMMERCIAL * The commercial faded in from black as Dove Cameron strutted into frame. Her breasts jiggled delightfully beneath her loose-fitting cami top; the garment's sheer white fabric doing little to halt the daring escape of her puffy pink nipples. Her scanty top was tucked into a pair of high-waisted denim shorts; the frayed hems barely extending pa...
Writer's notes: - I exorcise fucked-up thoughts/concepts by putting them down on (virtual) paper. - I usually save likable heroes/protagonists for writing I try to sell. - I had originally posted this as Erotic Couplings, but reading it again afterwards, it really belongs in Non-Consent/Reluctance, hence the re-submission. Read at your own discretion,...
The astute reader of last chapter will realize that I screwed up the copy and paste and gave you half of a partially finished Chapter 22. You're welcome for the sneak preview. Anyways... that's why the first half of this chapter will feel familiar. I didn't change all that much so if you want to simply skip to the end of the date, feel free. Otherwise, enjoy...
___________ 9 ____________ By seven O clock that night, Andrea and I were dancing to the music which was blaring out of Ricky and Brenda's outside stereo system, along with dozens of other couples. The weather for that day had been warm and we had really started to enjoy ourselves as the evening progressed. Everyone had been well fed and there were probably...