Strapon Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

“She’s fucking trembling.” I was, my pussy clenching around the strap-on. The pressure was building, fast and overwhelming. “Come for us,” Rae said, her voice fierce. “Now, Ava.” Julian’s thrusts sped up, rough and deep, his cock swelling in my mouth. “Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he gasped. Rae fucked me harder, the strap-on hitting that spot that made me see stars, her hands digging into my hips. “Together,” she growled. “All of us.”

Not the man who'd just called me boring. A stranger. Rough hands. Intense eyes. A voice that growled instead of sighed. Someone who looked at me like I was something to devour, not endure. I pictured strong fingers gripping my thighs, spreading me wide, a hot mouth closing over my clit while I arched and begged. My breaths came faster. I added a third finger, pumping deep, curling to hit that spot that made my toes curl. Water pounded my back. My other hand pinched my nipple—hard—twisting until the sting shot straight to my core.

2. PREYE Dad left years ago after the separation, so it’s just me and Mom back home. She’s been grinding through everything alone, and I’ve gotten damn good at hiding my secrets. I’m straight as fuck. Men do it for me hard,thick heavy cocks stretching my pussy wide open, gagging on dick until my eyes water and spit runs down my chin, that rough BDSM shit where a guy ties me up and treats my holes like his personal cum dump. Nothing beats sucking cock though. Feeling it throb and swell on my tongue, swallowing every thick rope when he’s earned it.

Nine months of divorce numbness and eight months of pretending he didn’t want her like this — it all crashed over him at once. He slid his hand between her legs. She was dripping. Soaking his fingers the second he touched her. “Fuck, baby,” he groaned. “You’re soaked. Spanked and dripping for your Master like a good little slave.” She moaned loudly, pushing back against his hand. “Master— please—” He pushed two fingers inside her without warning. Deep. Curling. His thumb found her clit and rubbed tight circles. She cried out, hips rocking desperately against his thigh.

My ass burned, tears gathered in my eyes beneath the blindfold, and my pussy dripped down my thighs from the pain and humiliation. “You poor thing,” he cooed mockingly, rubbing the stinging flesh. “Look at how wet you are from being spanked like a naughty little maid.” His fingers slid down, gathering my slickness before pushing two thick digits inside me without warning. I moaned loudly at the sudden stretch. He pumped them slowly at first, then faster, curling them against that sensitive spot inside me. “You’re clenching so desperately around my fingers,” he growled. “All that time listening to me fuck other women… and this is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

For the past Five years, i had only slept with one man. The idea of stripping down for another terrified me. I was far from a virgin when I met Nathan, but I had never thought about anyone else since then. Who would want me, anyway? I wasn’t the Greek goddess that Nathan fell in love with…young, fine, and tight. I was having gray hairs now, my tits were a little saggy and well my stomach that needed shapewear to look decent in anything. Not to mention, my pussy didn’t get wet without the help of lube most of the time. I’d be a hassle to anyone looking to be pleased sexually.

Well, I know I’ve been long in setting up my little story here, but this is where our story gets interesting. After one of those aforementioned “hard days of work,” I went to the local watering hole with my best friend Stacy. We had always been close; we roomed together in college, and now we’re both personal trainers, so she felt my plight when it came to nights like this. I was throwing back wines like it was going out of style which always seemed to be occurring on half-price wine Wednesdays while listening to Stacy tell some of her racy and risqué stories of conquest. Stacy had taken to catering to the good-looking sector of our clientele and had taken to seducing them. She noted how “it