Non Consent Erotica Novels & Stories

Good. “I’m only going to ask you once so let me know if you’re paying attention.” She makes an unintelligible grunt that I assume is her way of signaling that she’s listening. Stopping my thrusts but keeping my finger buried inside her I voice the words I need to say. “Do you consent? Yes or no?” Her breathing shutters. “Words,” I snap. But instead of offering me her words, she arches her back impossibly further, offering her ass up toward the sky. Fuck. She has a brilliant ass. Full. Round. Enough meat to sink your fingers into. The perfect amount of cushion to slam down on your cock.

“For six months. Let me play with you and your body.” “What do you want in return?” I asked, crossing my arms and trying to be brave and make a fair deal with the devil. “I know you’re not nice enough to just give me a million dollars just for being an ambassador or… or rough sex.” He chuckled. It was dark and delicious. “Sweetheart, call it what it is. Consensual non-consent. Rape fantasy.” I shivered. “I will be your fake boyfriend and pretend to be your doting and loving partner in public. But behind the closed doors, you’ll be my good little slut.”

"Hell, no. I can fulfill a fantasy without having a baby at the end of it." "Eww, gross. Are you into pregnancy porn?" Laughter broke out in the cab between both of us. "Nah, but I'd definitely get off on seeing you that way." "I'm not sure whether to be turned on or think you're a perv." "Get them to consent, and then we can discuss it."

, I respond. My clit throbbed at the thought. "Good. you're my slut tonight and you're not leaving this room until I've used every single one of those dirty holes", he said lifting my chin with his finger. I bit my lip too stunned to speak, but I could see him give me a look to know if I was okay with it. I nodded. "Use me like your dirty slut, sir. I'm yours to use", I purred. and that was all the consent he needed to really get our night of sin started in full swing.

Helena’s voice jolted her out of her thoughts. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Elora asked, her clit getting harder at the thought of rubbing Helena’s clit on hers. Helena nodded, and Elora laughed. “You little slut.” “Don’t act like I’m the only one that wants this,” Helena responded quickly, her voice low and sultry, sending chills running down Elora’s spine. “I know you can’t get enough of my cunt.” The wetness between both their legs had gotten really unbearable as Helena’s bra fell off, revealing her boobs. They weren’t that huge, but they were decent.

EXTREME CONTENT WARNING This story (especially Chapters 4 and 5) contains highly explicit, intense, and taboo adult material that is intended ONLY for consenting adults 18+ (21+ in some regions) who actively enjoy extreme dark erotica. The content includes, but is not limited to: ● Intense non-consensual fantasy themes (CNC) and total power exchange ● Extreme degradation and humiliating language (very nasty, filthy dirty talk) ● Graphic depictions of rough anal sex, double penetration, fisting, gape play, and multiple forced orgasms

“Maybe you have given up on me, but, I won't do it with me or with what we are going to achieve, because I have confidence that I can be better. You have been so by ceasing to be cruel to me and I will be so by showing you that I deserve your kindness. >> That's why, although I feel that my pants will explode, I will not touch you and not because I don't want to, if not, because I must keep my promises and not touch you without your conscious desire, it's one of the most important. “I´m conscious, so, you have my permission.” says she is caressing my leg with her free hand. “I don't have it, because a permission slip when you're in heat isn't given to me by your mind, it's given to me by you

I miss the Linda who would let me tie her up, who would beg me to spank her, who would do filthy, degrading things just to please me. So, I've resorted to more drastic measures. I've been secretly reading erotic stories online, watching kinky videos, trying to spark some inspiration. And that's when I stumbled upon the idea of consensual non-consent. The thought of Linda fighting me, struggling against my advances, only to give in and beg for more... it made my cock twitch with anticipation.

TRIGGER WARNING & DISCLAIMER This novel is a dark, anthropological erotica that explores the primal depths of human desire, power, and submission. It is not for the faint of heart. If you are uncomfortable with morally gray characters, intense power dynamics, or explicit scenes that push the boundaries of consent, this is not the book for you. This story contains: • Explicit Erotica – No fade-to-black, just raw, unfiltered passion. • Dark & Dubious Consent – Power struggles, mind games, and moments that blur the lines between pleasure and surrender.

Shit he looked up to see a blank expression on Eddy who hadn't stopped massaging him and he jerked out of his reach. "What the hell man!" He said as Eddy cocked his head to look at him. "What is it? Am I doing it wrong?" he replied as Kendall didn't know if he was playing dumb or just being serious right now. "Doing it wrong? Fuck no.... Are you.... Why are you doing it in the first place with out consent.... I mean at all. Jeez that is damn right creepy. Only lovers can have access to bodies like that. And we are frenemies for lack of better title."