Forced Crossdresser Fantasies Novels & Stories

"Fine. But I play to win." Cross's smirk grew as he allowed himself to be pulled closer, his eyes never leaving mine. "Oh, cara," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark promise. "You're going to lose so beautifully." With a sudden burst of strength, I pushed him onto the bed, sending him sprawling back onto the mattress. He looked up at me, surprise flitting across his features, before his eyes lit up with excitement. He was enjoying this, enjoying watching me lose control. I reached behind me, my fingers fumbling with the clasp of my bra, desperate to show him that I was in charge now. With a final tug, the garment fell away, my breasts bouncing free. The cool air of the room kissed my s

THEMES: Break- in fantasy, Truth or Dare Confession, Obsessed stalker, Masked Identity, Consensual Non Consent. KINKS: Knife play, Choking/Breath play, Bondage/Restraint, Spanking, Sex toys, Orgasm denial, Dirty Talk, Praise kink, Voyeuristic tension. "I wish someone would break into my house and fuck me with a knife to my throat." Immediately I say this, the room goes very quiet.

They laugh, pounding harder until they unload, their hot seed deep inside me But it still goes on. They chain me to the wall, whips cracking my skin as clamps bite my nipples, tugged by leashes. They make me crawl, collared and beg for their cocks. Wyatt fucks my ass doggy-style, pulling the leash. Bryce takes my mouth, choking me lightly. They cum on my face, marking me. “Our property.” Bryce says, rubbing it in. I wake in the fantasy tied to the bed, plugs in both holes, waiting for more. They own me completely, both body and mind.

“You are fucking soaked, I haven’t even touched you yet.” My fantasy of getting fucked over his table is now coming to reality, I whimpered as his fingers moved my panties and touched my pussy. He raised my skirt up to my waist with no hesitation, the cold air hit my wet panties making it extremely cold on my pussy. He carried me like I weighed nothing, and set me down on his cold glass desk, he removed my panties and shove my legs apart, wide and open, like a slut. His fingers traced the juice running down my thighs back to my pussy, rubbing my pussy and looking into my eyes. My skin tingled and breath hitched.

This unexpected encounter had awakened a side of him that he never knew existed, fueling his darkest fantasies and leaving him yearning for more. Aiden observed the scene before him, captivated by the sight of the beautiful woman getting fucked by the two brothers. His imagination sparked, and he found himself drawn into the fantasy, yearning to be the one pleasuring her. He envisioned himself intimately entwined with her, his desire intensifying as he imagined his own hands caressing her delicate features, exploring her tender lips, and savoring her. He wished it was his cock that fucking her little mouth, tight pussy and asshole.

“Crossed it every time I caught myself literally eye-fucking you.” I stroked harder this time, “ngh...” he let out between clenched teeth, his heartbeat skyrocketing. “Crossed it every time I imagined what your hands would feel like on me. On my thighs, on my tits, in my cunt.” His shaft was fully hard now in my palm, making it harder to stroke him. But that didn't stop me, I stroked firmer, fingers grazing his thickness. He sucked in a sharp breath. “Crossed it every night I touched myself, fantasizing about riding your big fat cock,” I let out a breathy whisper, eyes gleaming with steam. “Hands flat on your chest, bouncing up and down your length, pussy squeezing your cock tight.”

Perhaps there was a part of me that was intrigued by his fantasy after all. The notion of him taking control and exhibiting dominant behavior left me feeling ready for another encounter. "I appreciate how you fulfilled my desires, so let me reciprocate by fulfilling yours. Let's put the horse away and freshen up before we explore our options for work attire on A****n over breakfast," I suggest as I observe the excitement in his expression. "Your willingness to indulge my fantasies is yet another reason why I love you," Cortland says as he helps me off the horse. I can't help but smirk mischievously as I respond, "It's not all about you, you know. Indulging my fantasies means I get to experie

“Do you wanna hear more fucked up ones where you—you both tease me? Where I bend you over my bike and breed you? Or the one where I find you in the woods and take you?” His voice had a dark edge to it when he whispered the last fantasy, making my dick press against the zipper. I looked at Anna, her pupils dilated as I leaned closer and added to Caleb’s fantasy, “Imagine being scared and alone at night in the woods. No one but us running after you with the promise to fuck you and breed you if you’re caught, and you can do nothing but take it like a good girl. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, angel?” Anna peered at me through her lashes, her neck bobbing as she swallowed. “I…”

“I’m so wet for you already. Just from thinking about your hands.” She added a second finger, pumping gently, eyes locked on his photo. “I bet your cock’s thick… bet it stretches me so good. Fuck, Derek, I want you to catch me like this. Walk in and see your girlfriend’s daughter fucking herself on your bed.” Her free hand pinched a nipple hard, back arching. “Yes… just like that… use me while Mom’s gone…” The fantasy built fast. She rubbed faster, thighs trembling. “Please… come home… find me… make me squirt all over her sheets…”

"Welcome back to All Things Sexual. Our next question is from Trisha of Charlotte, North Carolina. Go ahead Trisha." "Hi Lisa. I fantasize about getting taken against my will and fucked by a group of strangers in a dark alley. I cum so hard imagining those big hard cocks filling all my holes again and again, but I can't imagine ever wanting that to happen in real life. I would be so scared I'm not sure I could enjoy it. Has anything like that ever happened to you, and were you scared?"