Gang Rape Fantasy Novels & Stories

Hold you down? Lisa shivered with desire as she read the words on the screen. How did DomMPF know what she secretly desired? NewGRL549: Not in real life, but I’ve fantasized about it. DomMPF: Sometimes reality doesn’t live up to the fantasy. She knew all about that, she created a fantasy for a living. NewGRL549: True. But would you have me discount it out of hand without even trying it? BigCock16: I’ll be happy to show you the ropes

This chapter contains grouprape! Catherine At first they let me be. They toast and laugh amongst themselves, speaking about the conquests they’ve had before. Telling me about all the women they have charmed, drugged and raped for a whole night or a whole weekend. They tell me what they have planned for me as well. How they are going to take turns. How they are going to fuck every hole they can fit in. Every sick fantasy they can think of. I can only cry and beg them to let me be.

It was about fulfilling our fantasies. I rose up and grabbed her legs as I fucked her. Diana covered her face with her hands. I watched her big titties bounce vigorously. As a teenager I had dreamed of seeing them, touching them, kissing and sucking on them. Now they were right here for me to use... or abuse. I held her by the ankles and forced her legs far apart. She cried out and reached for me. I looked down and watched my cock stroking in and out of her wet pussy. I had an urge, I leaned forward and grabbed her by the throat, pretending to choke. She held my wrists and whimpered. I pounded her pussy harder and faster. Diana was really into the fantasy, she made gagging and choking sounds

Then I used two fingers circling my clit, then faster, my hips rocking up my hands. I leaned on the wall, with my legs wide opened as I thrust my fingers into my pussy. I started to imagine Jack’s cock stretching my pussy as he grinded his waist into mine, and his hand choking my neck as I held them myself. I couldn’t stop now, the imaginations, me fucking myself. I kept on feeling his tongue suck my nipples. Twirling his tongue on my tits as stroked his cock into me. I continued as my fingers went into my pussy faster.

The fantasies are always the same, always escalating, always more depraved than the last. In my imagination, Marianna is a willing participant, eager to fulfill my every perverse whim. I see her lips wrapped around my cock, her tongue swirling around the head as she takes me deep into her throat. I hear the obscene sounds of her slurping and gagging, the wet slap of flesh against flesh as I fuck her face. The depravity of it all only fuels my arousal higher.

He said he was going to kill me after fucking me. My mind grew lighter, my thoughts became hazier, and I almost didn’t notice the way his body shifted. Moving away from mine.He removed his hand and backed away.It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t standing on top of me anymore. And then I felt his touch on the insides of my legs.“Tell me, puppy, why do you sleep naked?” His voice was gentle, and so was his touch.“Because it makes your sleep better.”A spank landed on my thigh.“And is good for your skin,” I continued.Spank hit the other one as well.“Now, puppy, tell me again.” He took a break. “But this time without lying.”I grinned. If he wasn’t a fucking killer, we would’ve gott

Each movement, each thrust, was a brutal reminder of my helplessness and the dark fantasies that had consumed me. He raped me twice in succession, each encounter leaving me more overwhelmed and confused. The pain was a constant presence, but it was intertwined with a bizarre sense of gratification. I would close my eyes and imagine Rion’s face, his anger and contempt reflected in every harsh thrust. The real agony of Dr. Korrin’s actions became a backdrop for the fantasy of Rion’s dominance. I imagined Rion standing over me, his gaze cold and unforgiving, as Dr. Korrin’s rough hands took on the guise of Rion’s imagined brutality. The repeated violation was a warped form of solace. The moment

His thrusts were so hard and deep that they made my tits bounce, the sound of our flesh slapping filled the room and Just when I thought it couldn't get worse, his fingers toyed with my nipples, twisting and pinching them. His large hands came down as a hard slap and I bit the gag feeling myself getting wetter from the pain. He turned the vibrator back on and pressed it against my clit, switching the speed from fast to slow, teasing me mercilessly. “You’re such a dirty little slut, Maggie,” he growled, thrusting harder. “Begging a stranger for cock at a party. Now you’re getting exactly what you asked for. I’m going to fill this greedy pussy up. Breed you like the desperate whore you are.”

She added two her fingers to our pussies and pumped fast. We kept going until both of us were shaking and dripping sweat. We lay there panting, her fingers still lazily circling my swollen clit. "Told you college was fun," she whispered. I just nodded, my hidden fantasies now real and messy all over us. My ass felt used and sore in the best way, and I already wanted more.

Loving it. The invasion was swift and brutal, stretching her already sore ring of muscle. A sharp cry was muffled by the cock fucking her throat. Full. So full. She was packed, a triple penetration that stole the breath from her lungs and any coherent thought from her mind. Her body bowed off the bed, a silent scream of overwhelming ecstasy. “Look at that,” someone whistled. “All three holes stuffed. A perfect fucking gangbang slut.”