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Eleanor Price ist eine junge Studentin in einer schwierigen Lage, die sie ihr Studium kosten könnte. Sie sucht bei ihrem angesehenen Mathematikprofessor Anthony Robertson Hilfe. Sie hat jedoch keine Ahnung davon, wie besessen er von ihr ist. Er selbst kann sich nicht erklären, woher diese Besessenheit stammt, und fürchtet sich vor dem, was er möglicherweise tun würde, sollte er jemals mit ihr allein sein.
She had lost the ability to imagine that this moment would ever come to an end. His cock in her cunt dominated her every thought. This assault on her body was a never-ending sequence of thrusts into her lap with an intensity that seemed to diverge to infinity. Despite knowing that this was impossible, she felt like every new advance had him reach a little deeper still, as if the occupation of her most intimate space could be extended without...
She was popular among her clients, offering more than just a bullet list of sexual services, a high-class experience. He gently pushed her auburn hair back behind her ears. Then he leaned in for a kiss. His hands wandered slowly from her hips to her butt. Neither sneaky and shy like an insecure schoolboy trying to cop a feel, nor greedy and unconstrained like a young man starving for sex. As a man with experience, he exuded a masculine...
Sophia barely made it from her bathroom to her bed before she collapsed. Her exhaustion was understandable as her workday had started 24 hours earlier, and even the hot shower had not been enough to revitalize her. There was only so far one could push the body without rest and Sophia Crest had reached that level. For all intents and purposes she was dead to the world..
She could feel his cock violently throb, pump, and expand, claiming the space inside her as its rightful property. His hot cum flooded her, filled her, and painted her in his color, while it seeped into the walls of her cunt and spread around his raging shaft.
It made her cry. For all her defiant thoughts of how she would get back at him, he had raped the proud woman out of her and reduced her to a crying girl at his mercy.
Uhlig löste seinen Griff und trat vor sie. Mit einer Hand fuhr er durch ihre Haare, während sein Blick sie durchbohrte. „Letzte Woche hätte mir deine Hand genügt“, murmelte er, seine Stimme kalt und herausfordernd, „aber jetzt kostet es dich einen Blowjob.“ Steffi fühlte, wie der Boden unter ihr nachgab. Sie wusste, dass eine weitere Woche wie die letzte – oder gar eine Steigerung – sie zerstören würde. Ihr Körper schrie nach Flucht, jede Faser...
Warning: The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules. The aforesaid story is about rape fantasy. It is fiction. Its author does not condone rape or sexual abuse in any shape or form. All characters featured in this story are fictitious and all characters featured in any sexual depiction are...
What happens when a young man meets the girl of his dreams? What if she's married? What if his boss is friends with members of an exclusive club of rapists? What lengths will they go to for their desires?
That's very interesting, I told Blackton. Exactly what do you mean when you say you feel tempted to commit rape, again?
Just that, he said, his gaze unwavering. He evidently felt no shame or discomfort telling me this. A measure of how strong our therapeutic relationship had become.
I used to be a serial rapist, he continued. I never mentioned it before because it didn't seem relevant. I gave it up because the risks worried me. But lately...
Rectus eased his hips forward and down. His bulbous cock-head pierced Ziptia’s opening, gaining a half-inch or so. Proculus marvelled at the incredibly obscene sight of the long, magnificently engorged cock wedged in the well-sculpted arse of the woman rebel. He saw her nether-ring strain and stretch as the man pushed harder. Tears streaming down her dirty face, Ziptia waited breathlessly as the huge, hot shaft seared into her forbidden hole.
Jimmy was naked except for a Jordan Peterson mask similar in style to the Guy Fawkes mask that has become synonymous with the hacktivist collective Anonymous. Only his eyes weren’t covered by the mask. He stood in a woman’s bedroom. The bed was covered by a transparent veil, hiding and not hiding at the same time the body of a woman on the bed.
I did a horrible thing. And you’re the only one I can talk to about this. I know it’s stupid, but it feels like even you might accuse me once I’m done writing.
His hands… were beautiful. For a man, his hands were outright lovely. They were clearly bigger than mine and could in no way be mistaken for a woman’s hands, but his palm was soft to the touch and his fingers long and slender. These weren’t hands meant to carry bricks or heavy furniture. They were meant for more sensual tasks. I’d imagine them gently playing a piano, leading a brush over a canvas or caressing a baby’s head. For a moment, I...
I watch as his half erect cock slides through the mirror's surface, until his balls also are there. I get up from the tub and squat with my legs spread wide over the mirror floor, and I press my face up against his balls, letting his heavy cock rest on top of my wet hair as I kiss and lick his balls, before gently sucking one into my mouth and feeling it with my tongue and finally letting it go before doing the same to his other ball. His cock...
She heard her father call from downstairs “Sorry sweetie we are out of milk, I’ll just quickly walk up to the store and get some. Can’t have my big girl missing her favorite hot chocolate.”
“Dad don’t worry, I can just quickly drive up there.”
“Nonsense Sabrina, you are my guest, and I need the exercise. I’ll be back in 30 minutes.”
The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.
The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the...
A groan escaped my lips as he slowly penetrated me, sliding inside as an unwelcome intruder. “You're so big,” I cried out. My protest only emboldened him. Every man loves to hear that his dick is large. I realized my mistake the moment the words escaped my lips. While it wasn't a compliment, the man was in such control as to will it as so. Even the meaning of my words was at his mercy....
The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.
The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the...
Wir schreiben das Jahr 2033. Es sind noch wenige Wochen bis zur nächsten Bundestagswahl, einer Wahl die für die weitere Entwicklung Deutschlands große Konsequenzen haben wird. Doch darum soll es heute nicht gehen. Wir werden uns heute ein Leuchtturmprojekt der noch amtierenden, aber schon bald abgewählten Regierung ansehen.
