Rape Fantasy Novels & Stories

Jax edged me mercilessly with a small remote vibrator pressed to my clit while he fucked me, bringing me right to the edge before pulling away. Victor was rough and controlling, choking me lightly from behind while he pounded me. “This cunt belongs to Apex Dynamics now. Every drop of cum is company property.” Rafe saved the best for last. His massive cock stretched me wider than anyone else, the raw girth making me scream as he bottomed out against my cervix. He fucked me with slow, powerfully breeding thrusts, one huge hand pressing down on my lower belly. “Gonna knock you up, Casey,” he rumbled. “Fill this womb until it swells. You’re our office breeding whore from now on.”

**This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Apparently I am procrastinating my real life by writing far too many pieces of erotica about far too many different characters. Enjoy.**

Gabriella introduced. "I'm Venessa." "You got swollen eyes," Gabriella said. "Yeah, I'm his slave," I replied and smiled at Doctor Great. "I'm so jealous of you. I wish I had a master." Gabriella said. "I have rape fantasies, I've always wished for it." "It's just like Beauty and the Beast with more of the whole forced captivity thing. I've experienced it and I love it, it's perfect and sexy." Susan said. "So a man nailing your tits to a board is romantic?"

“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.

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

Raphael stroked her soft skin with his hands moving in circles over her hips and up to her waist, desire pulsing through him as she moved, leaning back into him. ‘Goddess you are so beautiful’ He whispered raining soft kisses down her neck very gently he parted her legs and eased his rigid member against her, he did not enter her, he would never take a female while she slept that was tantamount to rape. His hands moved further up her body cupping those pert perfect breasts he rubbed her nipples until they became erect and firm all the time he was moving his hips moved rubbing himself against her slit. Kissing along her shoulder, he bit gently into her mate mark and injected his mate venom. I

I've had this fantasy since I was nineteen years old. Not the polished version – not the softcore "oh wouldn't it be naughty" version you admit to over cocktails when someone asks your wildest fantasy. The real one. The one I play on the backs of my eyelids when my vibrator is on the highest setting and I'm chasing the orgasm that only this image delivers: me, naked, surrounded by men. Hands everywhere. Cocks everywhere. Being passed between them like something precious and filthy, the singular focus of four, five, six men who want nothing except to use my body until I can't remember my own name.

My legs are spread wide open while my attacker, who is only a silhouette, a voice, a touch… does things to me that I’m too ashamed to even think about. I've never shared my fantasy with anyone. Not even Joel. I was so scared he would judge me for having a rape fantasy. There's such a thin line between pretending and taking things too far. And it’s not like I’d ever act on the fantasy. It’s a lot of trust to put in someone else, especially someone I don’t know. But still, just thinking about it, imagining it’s happening for real gets me worked up every time. God, sometimes it’s the only way I can let myself release.

My tits were swinging, nipples scraped raw against the cold granite, and I was moaning like a bitch in heat when he leaned down, teeth grazing my ear, and growled, “I want to watch another man ruin this tight little pussy while I stroke my cock, princess. I want to see you creaming and screaming on a stranger’s dick while I sit right there like the lucky cuck I am.” I came so violently my knees buckled. My pussy clenched around him like a vice, squirting all over his balls as the words sank in. That was the moment the fantasy became real. I knew I was going to make it happen. So I planned it perfectly. I told Liam to invite his four best friends over for “game night.” Beers, controllers, tra

I reach up and brush her hair. “Never again,” Raija presses against me. “We are going to make every fantasy a reality, aren’t we?” I smile now. “What is your fantasy?” “To lose my virginity in the swimming hole,” She pulls me toward the natural spring we swam in as kids. “Really?” I ask surprised. “You want to lose your virginity in the water?” Raija giggles as she walks into the water. “I never understood it either, but now that I know you are my mate it makes perfect sense. The first time I was ever aroused was seeing you swimming. I thought about you holding me against that rock and making love to me.”