Rape Fantasy Novels & Stories

He disappeared into his home office, leaving her aching and confused on the couch. Later that night, alone in the guest room, Sophie couldn’t settle. Her body hummed with unmet need. She stripped down to nothing and slipped under the sheets, hand sliding between her thighs. She was soaked. As her fingers circled her clit, she imagined Ryan’s much larger hands instead. His deep voice in her ear. His body pressing her into the mattress. Soft gasps escaped her. She tried to stay quiet, but the fantasy was too vivid—Ryan calling her “good girl,” telling her how long he’d wanted this.

How do you wanna play this? Lara's fingers trembled over her phone, the gangbang fantasy she'd nursed since college now seconds from reality. Alone in her dim apartment, the faint tang of yesterday's takeout lingered on her tongue, mixing with the dry swallow in her throat as she scrolled back through old journal entries. Four hands, six, more pulling her under like riptides, no escape from the crash. Her thighs clenched against the worn couch cushion, heat pooling low, shame twisting like an undertow even as her pulse thrummed insistent.

Her eyes darkened with realization and humor. “Yeah…I mean Zayne beats every fantasy or eróticas, doesn't he?” She murmured. I arched my brows. “What do you mean?” I asked. I had a feeling I knew what she meant but she really couldn't mean that, right? “Zayne must surpass anything you'll read in an erotica, right?” She asked. My eyes widened. “Ria!” I gasped in disbelief but I couldn't help the image that flashed through my head. My body heated up in seconds and I suddenly thought of Zayne's arms around me, touching me, fucking me…I shook my head.

Scenes of mating. Sienna gasps. "NO! GIVE ME THAT!" I turn it so she sees what page I’m on. It shows the male licking the female’s inner thigh. “This is your fantasy?” I ask. “They look like me. This male pleases her. You… like this?” Her face explodes red. “That’s not...it's just art! It’s fantasy smut! Don’t judge me!” I lower the book and stare at her. She is panting. Flustered. Beautiful.

I couldn't help myself, one hand reached down to stroke my length while the other groped at my chest, pretending it was Ryan touching me. "Fuck," I breathed out, closing my eyes. I imagined Ryan's little hands on my body, exploring every inch of me like he owned me. The water cascaded down my back as I pictured him pinning me against the wall, his thick cock pressing against my ass. I knew he couldn't fuck me, but it doesn't matter, as far as it was Ryan, I could do any style. I stroked faster, harder, I was already lost in the fantasy. My other hand tweaked my nipple, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I arched into my own touch, my hips bucking as I tried chased my release.

says Ines. "Baby, you still need a dildo for release. Use mine" says Raphael and walks her to the corner of the gallery with a small office. He pulls her for a kiss though she tried to resist. He turns her to face the table and pushes her to lay half of her body on the table. He slides her panties down and unzips his pants. He holds his dick in his hand and rubs it to harden. Once hard, he rubs the tip of his dick between her folds and slowly slides in. He moans and pounds her, all while Ines just layed there without feeling anything. Raphael was pounding her hard and finally finishes. He removes himself, cleans himself and her. Pulls her panties up and picks her up to stand straight. "fucki

I said, moaning as my hands got busy with her hair, slightly pulling,then massaging her scalp, making her relax more into me as I claimed her lips in a sweet kiss. .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. Several thoughts ran through my mind as I sat on his thighs, moaning and feeling the moisture in between my core. But I thought it was a taboo for a king to kiss or mate his pet,but why’s mine different? As if to answer my question,he turned me over in a way that he was lying on top of me on his king sized bed. His hands moved down to my core as he rubbed the surface, erupting a scream from me……as I began to pant and thrash on the bed.

She moves slowly, pulling the material down her body, exposing her perfect porcelain skin to me. She’s wearing sexy lingerie, and I can’t help but feel my heart skipping a beat as she places one hand on my chest, pushing me back towards the bed, making me sit at the end while she straddles me. My hands rest on her legs as she wraps her arms around my neck and looks down into my eyes, licking her bottom lip, sending a jolt of something I can’t even explain down my body, making it react instantly and making me harder than I have ever been.

Here's what they said: "Lovely, lonely secretary, our eighteen cocks ache to make your fantasy come true. We are a group of handsome single guys who play soccer together. We work hard and play hard. We will strip you down and cover you in cum. Then we will rape you, repeatedly, until you beg us to stop, but we won't (unless you use the safe word "red light", at which point we will stop immediately.) Unless you safe word out, prepared to be fucked so thoroughly you won't be able to walk straight for days. It will take at least three showers to wash all the cum out of your hair. You will be whipped and degraded for the whore that you long to be, and you will love every minute of the attention.

Summary: Arianna Cole craves to be used, dominated, and taken by multiple men at once. Behind closed doors, her darkest fantasies come alive, and nothing can satisfy her hunger. Warning: This story is filled with themes of submission, cock-hungry sluts, BDSM, double penetration, humiliation, interracial fantasie, and gangbangs with men of all sizes. Skip if you get triggered. Only continue if you are ready to shiver, scream, and cum like never before. •••••••••••