A twenty something young woman tells of her experience with a friend. Friendship turned into something else, not entirely voluntary, as her stronger friend forced her into a one night stand. If you enjoy a little brut force with your romance, this tale might suit you to a T! If not, move along, nothing to see here. This story is part of my anthology, A Matter of Passion: And Other Stories, on Bookapy. Let me know what you think, vote, comment, or send me a message. Or don’t your choice.
Sex Contents: Much Sex | Genre: Erotica Tags: Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, NonConsensual, Mind Control, Fan Fiction Downloads: 2665 | Votes:* | Score:* Size: 15KB | 2,859 words |
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A lonely night becomes a shocking submissive adventure as girl friends [25F/23F] explore each-other’s desires, fears and limits. They quickly discover new sides in a whirlwind of pleasure, fear, and embarrassment.
My Sweet Sister would take her shower in a few minutes. All I needed to do was flick the camera to the on/lock position and leave it running for an hour. My right eye started its little nervous twitch as I turned to go. Everything looked ready. I closed the door and left. (no sex)
I just couldn't give up Jessica. How could I stop fucking a hot cheerleader? I lost my virginity to her and I so loved fucking her. When my friends agreed to continue too, we decided to expand our revenge and trap cheer captain Anna Marie.
This story is based on the confession a male friend made to me while we took a break from a long session of love-making. A lonely teenage boy virgin has an odd pastime; he likes to undress and walk around naked outdoors. He's a flasher, and he's going to be in the right place for the best sex ever!
She woke up chained in paradise—bare, collared, leaking, and wrong. Her name stolen, her limbs unlearning how to walk, her body twisted into something obscene and obedient. In this pastel prison of picket fences and Stepford smiles, she isn't a woman anymore. She's a pet. A fuckpet. And everyone treats her like she was born to crawl, whimper, and serve. But she remembers. She remembers being human. Even if no one else does. Welcome to the neighborhood!