Coercion

Daughter Seducing Stepdad

Clare sat on the edge of her bed, looking through a photo album. It had been a year since her mother passed away, and since she had no other family, she stayed with her stepfather. She was 18 now, technically she could have lived on her own; but since she had never finished school, didn’t own a car, the only work she could get was at the liquor store up the street, it was easier to stay with Rick until she could figure out what her next move should be. Plus, Rick had been in her life since she was 11. She called him “Dad”, they had good relationship, and it was a comfort to be around someone who had known and loved her mother almost as much as she had. She heard the jingling …

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Doll House – Detective Nolms story

Howard got home from work earlier than normal. His day was spent coping and sending all of the case files back to Mother. He was near nervous about being caught, but the thrill of it excited him. Making his thin cock strain along his cage. But it was obeying Mother was the most pleasurable. He never knew he could feel this way. All he needed to do was submit. The shoulder bag hit the floor with a heavy, defeated thud, the leather worn smooth by years of dragging it through the grimy underbelly of the city. Detective Howard Nolms stood in the entryway of the suburban split-level that had slowly become a prison of mortgage payments and silence. He loosened his tie, a cheap polyester noose that had been choking him all day, and ran …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 5) – Welcome Home Scott

The pale, ghostly glow of the smartphone screen cut through the heavy dimness of the bedroom, casting a spectral blue light across the duvet. Lexi sat perched on the edge of the mattress, her thumb hovering over the glass, the only movement in a room held in suspended animation. The “Find My Phone” app was open, a stark grid of the city streets illuminated by a single, pulsing green dot. It was Scott. The dot moved with a steady, mechanical rhythm, sliding away from the dense gray grid of the office district and onto the arterial roads that bled toward home. He was in transit. “Perfect,” she whispered, the word escaping her lips like a puff of cigarette smoke, curling into the silence. She tossed the phone onto the bedside table, where it landed with …

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Amanda and The Photoshoot – 06

The days that followed passed within the pharmacokinetic windows the Dilaudid established. She sent three job applications from the shared computer, entry-level data entry and admin roles, the kind of work that required nothing from her she was not currently capable of giving. The data entry role confirmed for January. The numbers worked. On the day of the appointment she sat across from Dr. Harper and delivered her account accurately on the symptoms and ***********ively on the cause and omitting the Dilaudid entirely. Dr. Harper was direct. The Valium had been a temporary intervention. The dependency risk was too high. She would not prescribe it further. Amanda confirmed she understood. She understood it with the full precision of someone three years into a pre-med degree who had spent the past eleven days managing an opioid …

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Blackmailed Bride

Blackmailed Bride Lori was a very beautiful young bride as she walked down the aisle toward her soon to be husband. Her white gown helped accentuate her deep blue eyes and long blond hair. Her breast filled her gown to near overflowing. A good bit of her cleavage was spilling over the top of her gown’s bodice. The form fitting gown wrapped around her firm body and offered a nice view of the shape of her tight butt. The gown’s short train flowed behind her as she walked toward the altar of the church. Lori was indeed a beautiful bride, but then aren’t all brides and pregnant women beautiful? Lori was not pregnant. Not yet, but she soon would be! Ronald, her bridegroom, was the son of a powerful, wealthy, and well known local businessman. …

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BUYING MY STEP-SISTER, PT.6

(Hey still wondering if any ladies are reading this and also looking for positive votes AND ESPECIALLY COMMENTS!) It was tough not to thrust my hips some more and dump my goo in Ashlynn Luker, one of the damn-sexiest pieces of ass I’d ever had, and the fact I was paying for that ass made it somehow even MORE erotic, step-sister be damned! Ashlynn was not dumb. She knew the deal, knew what was expected, and was OK with it. Ashlyn Luker had long ago decided that it was part of being bought, but even more so she felt safe to do this. As long as Johnathan Roberts (me!) went slow, she felt like it would go OK. “Ok sweet, I’m going to go slow here,” I said. I slid the ‘mighty mushroom’ down, between …

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Girlfriend and Boyfriend Abducted – Part 2

Girlfriend and Boyfriend Abducted, Part 2 “Help us!” Ashley screamed. “Please help us!” In a remote house far from prying eyes, with only the woods to serve as witness, a third-year college student lay bound, naked, spread-eagled, and face-up on a creaking bed frame while a muscular man continued to rape her. His cock lanced through her velvety softness, uncaring of her feelings, wants, or needs. She knew only that this man’s name was ‘Mladic’, that he had the slightest of Eastern European accents, and that he looked as harsh as he was cruel. Now, with her boyfriend Brad tied to a chair beside the bed and forced to watch her rape, she had just heard movement at the top of the stairs. So stubborn and desperate was her need for hope, Ashley had cried …

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Amanda and The Photoshoot – 12

She wanted to be away from that house. She wanted nothing to do with it anymore. She walked. The cold hit her immediately, clean and indifferent, cutting through the coat and reaching the fishnet beneath it within the first stride. Both openings were still leaking slowly against the satin edges of the panel, the warmth of it cooling against her inner thighs with each step. The smell rose with her body heat as she moved, faint at first and then more specific, the sharper note of piss in the mesh above her waist layering over the musk lower down, carrying upward through the collar of her coat into the December air around her. A woman passed her on the pavement and turned her head slightly without breaking stride. Amanda noted the turn and kept walking. …

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Drill Sergeant Domination part II

Smith looked at me with some expectation and a carnal desire still etched on her face. I stared back at Smith while remembering those lovely lips sucking down my cum as I fucked her mouth. The intercom in the barracks broke us out of our sexually induced trance. The Senior Drill Sgt came on in his old ass gravely voice, “Privates!! You have five damn minutes to be in your bay for the pre-lights out inspection! Let us catch you with your shit fucked up and you’ll spend the night enduring a significant emotional event that’ll make you wish you were never fucking born!” Thank God for that! Otherwise I may have fucked Smith again and that wouldn’t do at all with as late as it was getting. “Listen up Smith….” “Call me princess, Drill …

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Amanda and The Photoshoot – 03

The pasta sat in front of her and she did not eat it. She had stopped at the shop on the way home, a small concession to the fact that she had eight hundred dollars in her bag and had not eaten a real meal in four days. She had cooked it properly, salted the water, timed it correctly. She had sat down at the table with a fork in her hand. Then she had looked at the clothes. They were folded on the chair across from her. The dark cherry dress and the grey wrap skirt and the pieces that went with each. The shoes beside them. Neat. Organised. She looked at them for a long time. The framework said they were garments. Stretch fabric and wool blend and lace and sheer hosiery. Fabric …

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Hidden pleasures

This a brief story of how I became gay. It happen only a few months ago so I’m still trying to get use to being attracted to dick’s. But one thing is for sure, I like dick’s. Up until I moved to Los Angeles, I have always had women and never thought I would turn to the other side. As a matter of fact, if I hadn’t been pushed into the sexual event with the other males, I wouldn’t have never consented to such a thing. I’m 34, 5’10, 165 pounds, white with very long hair and I have never had any problem hooking up with women. I don’t like using term “pretty boy”, but that’s what some folks call me back home. I came from a mountain town in Washington State and before this …

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RAISING A WOLF, PT.1

Johnathan “John” Roberts sat waiting in the wicker rocker in room 13 of the Coombs Inn, feeling quite proud of himself. The Coombs Inn was a somewhat older, but clean “no-tell-motel” on the edge of town. As a Senior Legal Manager at the local Bank, John had personally overseen the approval of the loan to the old couple that owned this place, with the proviso that they keep this room on the end always ready for him, and exceptionally clean. John had used the room to seduce the occasional intern, and maybe one (OK, two) slutty bar hookups and the like, but AlexisWash stood to be his biggest score yet. Alexis was an upwardly mobile manager in the large local bank that Johnathan had worked with, & a force to be reckoned with. At age …

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Molly – Chapter Three

The names have all been changed, including mine, to protect the not so innocent. If you want to read more about my history and how this all got started, read the prologue and chapters 1 and 2. Chapter 3 “What the FUCK are you doing here?” Sandra screamed at me. Gee, I guess she hasn’t gotten over my part in her getting expelled. But I wasn’t here to talk about the past, I was more concerned with the future. “Nice to see you too Sandra. I need to talk to your sister.” “She isn’t here asshole, so go away or I’ll call the cops.” I knew that arguing with her was a bad idea, so I tried a different tactic, “Look, I’m here to help her. She could get into a lot of trouble for …

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Using My best friends sister

My friend Laura and I had a strange relationship. We met in our college orientation where neither of us wanted to be there but as soon as I made a joke about how happy I was to be spending a weekend of my much needed summer between senior year and college, we hit it off. Laura was the definition of what you see when you think of someone who is cute. She was average height, played different sports so was always in good shape, and her face was just cute. I oddly always felt like she was my sister which is why I never really saw the attraction. Laura I could tell liked me however. How did I know? Her friends never ceased to tell me so. She was also very outspoken this Laura figure. …

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Blackmailed and Dominated

Blackmailed and Dominated by My Boss Leanne I started working at this company when I was just out of school. It’s a family owned accountancy firm. Since then I have married and have three kids with my lovely wife Tina. I’m secure in my job and also am perfectly aware this is as far as I go. A few years ago the owner’s daughter joined the company and was fast tracked to the top and I really don’t mind. I went into this job with my eyes open. It’s a family business and family comes first. Leanne is a pretty woman although she is often sullen and serious. I have always got the feeling she was deeply unhappy. I’ve seen her and her husband at work parties and they never struck me as particularly a …

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Amanda and The Photoshoot – 09

She showered. She stood in front of the mirror and put on the dark cherry thong and the garter belt and attached the coffee sheer stockings to the clips with the same methodical attention she had applied to everything in this arrangement since October. The cherry dress, no bra beneath it, the V settling at her sternum with the first breath. The peep-toe pumps. Her coat over all of it. She called a cab. She did not know what he had for her. She knew what she had said yes to. Those were not the same thing and the distance between them was the specific quality of the nervousness she was managing on the ride over, present and measurable and not something she had a prior entry for in this arrangement. The cab pulled up …

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36th Birthday

Yesterday was my 36 birthday and up until yesterday, my butthole was a virgin. That changed however last night when a very horny man spent all night, off and on, fucking my asshole. This was the first time I have ever done anything with a man but I have to admit, I enjoyed it. I met the man at a hole in the wall saloon downtown. Besides the bartender, him and I and one other guy were the only ones in the joint. He was a tall muscular Latino man in his late 30’s I would guess with several tattoo’s that were visible on his arms, and there I was, a 5’8, 155 pound white guy. He came over and introduced himself as “Rubin”. I told him I was “Tom” and that it was by …

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Anya The End

Ok people final installment of my Anya series, hope you have enjoyed. I will not be writing any more fiction on this site (probably), but you can find more of my work on FanFiction.com I have written one story for Heroes and one story for Trueblood, more story based than the Anya series but still very hot. I am under the pen name FutureErotic once again and here is the ULR to my profile, should you wish to check out my other stories http://www.fanfiction.net/~futureerotic… thank you all for your comments xoxo Future Part 5 Screaming with everything in her Anya shoved her shoulder against the door, ‘stupid move’ thought Anya seconds later as she cradled her throbbing arm and shoulder. “Fuck you both” screeched Anya not even caring that she sounded like a crazy cat …

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Dirty old Des (rewrite)

Pure fantasy. Anyone who is likely to be offended by themes. Stop reading now. Elaine had always been quite inhibited. She was raised by religious parents and it left her with some hangups about sin and guilt about pleasure. She was fine about the act of intercourse and enjoyed it,but when it came to anything a little unusual,she was much less sure. I had never told Elaine about my fantasies for fear of shocking her. The most persistent and strong idea’s I masturbate to, where the thought of other men having Elaine. I dont know why,but the thought of total strangers sliding their cocks into Elaine without precautions, gets me instantly hard and randy. Due to rules on contraception, Elaine has always insisted on the rhythm method which means sex at the time when ovulation …

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RAISING A WOLF, PT.3

John noticed Alexis had clamped her knees together, silly girl, and this was just what he had hoped would happen. Alexis’s recent orgasm meant she was unusually relaxed there (hell, she had barely quit screaming), and John had done this enough to know she couldn’t resist this part. With his knee on the outside of the top her leg, John swung himself over Alexis, mounting her from behind in a straddle. Alexis realized now, and began patting the leg on one side, and starting to twist back, saying “N-No..W-Wait, John-I mean, Sir. WAIT!” I wasn’t waiting at all, not for this. Sitting up on my knees, I swatted her resisting hand away and said “ONE EMAIL…” Taking my hand and shifting forward, I let the head of my cock juuust touched Alexis’s red, aching pussy, …

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