Erotic Rape Novels & Stories

Inside, a man and a woman were entangled on the bed, their clothes completely removed. Some people immediately covered their faces, unable to look any longer. The more timid young ladies even let out frightened screams. My mother flew into a rage. "Charlotte Young! You have some nerve—how dare you commit such indecent, shameless acts! "Drag her out here. I'll kill her myself!" "Who exactly are you dragging out, Mom?" The people in front of me spun around. I was standing at the back of the crowd, stretching on my toes to peer over their shoulders, my expression nothing but mild curiosity.

I was referring to the coachman as I writhed beneath Orian's hold while he toyed with my clit with careless harsh strokes. "Too bad I am not done with you yet." His gaze hardened as he continued his wicked assault with his fingers, "You crossed the line today Amara, Eric again uhm?" "I am sorry." My chest heaved, sweat running down my chest as he flicked my gown up and smacked his palm on my pussy making me squeal and jump, "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to."

Yes, let these be a reminder that she’ll forever belong to me. “Erik...” I heard her pant and felt her fingers rake my hair. I looked up and saw her flushed and wanting. “Make me forget please. Make me forget Nikola’s touch.” “What did he do to you?” I growled like a predatory lion, my desire deflating for a moment and replaced with the will to kill my twin. “Nothing other than kiss me and graze his hands on my skin, but God, he wants to ra*pe me, Erik. He wants to ra*pe me!”

Eric smiled wickedly and said, “Ruby, know that this is what you owe me!” Ruby panted heavily in disbelief as Eric was in between her legs looking at her womanhood. Eric tapped his manhood above her cl*toris. He was rubbing himself on her sensitive part. Ruby didn’t understand that this man whose heart belong to another woman, could do this to her. To whom he hated the most. Eric was willing to r*pe her without any conscious. Ruby can feel his engorged p*nis above her. Eric said, “It will be painful at first, but it will be fine afterwards.”

she cried out. “Rub your nipples,” he ordered her. And instantly, her fingers moved to her nipples. She twisted and pinched at them. Her ass left the bed as she rolled her clit in circles. Her thigh parted wider and her body shivered. Mr. Raphael drew in and kissed her. My body tingled as I watched Mr. Raphael kiss her passionately. As her toes curled and her thighs convulsed as she came all over her fingers. Mr. Raphael took her fingers and slipped them into his mouth, licking and sucking, making this obscene slurping sound.

He squeezed hard; the sharp pain sent a jolt of pure electricity straight to her clit, making her leak a fresh wave of honey onto the bedspread. "Don't you dare give yourself to any man that easily," Ryder commanded, his voice a low, terrifying snarl. "Do you understand me? You make them work for it. You make them crawl for it. You don't let some boy put his face between your legs unless he's worth it." "You... you're crazy," she breathed, but her hips were already rising to meet him, her pussy pulsing against the air. "And I told you already, I never want anyone to do something so nasty to me."

Victor pounding deep and hard, hips snapping, balls slapping against her ass. Jade grinding down on Lila’s mouth, fingers pinching her own nipples, moaning loud and shameless. The mirrors reflected everything—Lila bound and writhing, Victor’s muscles flexing with every thrust, Jade riding her face with abandon. Lila came first—muffled screams against Jade’s pussy, body arching off the bed as she clenched around Victor’s cock. Jade followed seconds later, flooding Lila’s mouth with her release, thighs trembling. Victor pulled out, flipped Lila onto her stomach, and entered her again from behind—deeper this angle, brutal. One hand fisted in her hair, the other reaching under to rub her oversen

“Yours! God, Sam, it’s yours!” He released her hair, his hands gripping her hips, holding her in place as he pistoned into her. The room filled with the sound of their collision, wet and savage. “Tell me you loved it,” he demanded, his rhythm becoming erratic. “Tell me you loved being their free-use whore.” “I loved it!” she sobbed, the confession torn from her. “I loved every fucking second! I’m your whore! Your gangbang slut!”

I growled. “You do, Eric,” she moaned loudly. “You… you have the upper hand.” “I’m so obsessed with you,” I said between hard thrusts. “I get angry when any man looks at you. Are you going to let another man touch your body?” “No,” she cried out. “My lips, my breasts, my pussy… they are all yours, Eric. My husband.” “Say it again,” I demanded, fucking her even harder. “My lips, my breasts, my pussy are all yours, Eric!”

Eric's words kept ringing in their heads till Eric spoke again. "I was raped five years ago in college which separated Jade and I because I couldn't tell him the truth. I didn't tell anyone either because I didn't want everyone to pity me. I felt disgusted with myself so I buried such painful memories within me. Jade recently find out which helped our relationship to rebound. But yesterday,the person who raped me years ago tried to rape me again at the club men's room. And that the reason why Jade brought me to their house because I didn't want to come home." Eric said briefly. He didn't want to go into details now.