Dubcon Erotica Stories

“You know what to say.” Richard’s voice was thick with lust and victory.

Kathy moaned, pushing back on his fat, hard, shaft with a desperate need. His hand cracked against her ass, a stinging blow that made her flesh ripple, and he laughed.

“Say it Kathy.” Richard commanded, his voice a low growl that vibrated against her skin. He paused, letting the silence stretch, the anticipation another weapon he wielded with cruel precision.

Kathy squeezed her eyes shut, a silent battle raging within. No, no, no, her mind screamed, but her body throbbed a traitorous agreement with Richard’s rhythm. Shame and a shocking spark of pleasure warred within her. The worst thing was, she thought he might be right. Richard’s huge cock plunged deep, stretching her until she felt raw and exposed. The head of his cock pressed against her cervix, a sensation that was both painful and intensely arousing.

A sharp, painful pleasure shot through her, stealing her breath and leaving a metallic tang on her tongue. He was toying with her, a cruel puppeteer pulling the strings of her desire. He knew exactly how close she was, and the knowledge that he controlled her pleasure so easily was a humiliation that only fueled her arousal further.

She’d been so sure of herself. A dumb, drunken, bet, but a chance to put the arrogant “Dick” in his place. Her girlfriend was shocked when Kathy agreed to it.

“Are you fucking serious?” Daisy hissed.

“Come on, 500 bucks and I get to humiliate him in front of his friends?” Kathy slurred the words, well past thinking clearly about the consequences of this bet…

“That’s it, bitch,” Kathy spat, the words laced with a venom she hadn’t realized she possessed. He probably thought she was so much better. He was wrong. “Learn what real fucking feels like!”

Kathy’s nails dug into Emma’s hips, the flesh yielding beneath her fingers. Control. She needed control. She gripped tighter, using Emma’s body to leverage her thrusts. Emma whimpered, and Kathy felt a warm thrill of satisfaction flood her body. She gritted her teeth, her movements becoming more aggressive.

“Is this how he liked it? Is this how you kept your job?” Kathy’s voice was a low snarl. “Moan for me, slut. Tell me how good I am.” Tell me I’m better than him. Kathy couldn’t keep the bitterness out of her voice. The divorce had gone her way, the company was hers again, but the memory of his hand on another woman’s back at the company party still made her stomach churn. He had humiliated her in front of everyone, and that burned inside her…

Kathy squealed and gasped, her eyes as wide as her legs were spread. Greg… Gary… something with a G, slammed his thick cock deep into her pussy again and again.

Her clothes were… somewhere, on the floor probably, it didn’t matter Grant’s cock fucking her hard and fast was the only thing that mattered right now. Even the laughter from the other passengers wasn’t enough to pull her out of her haze of lust. Oh fuck, it was so big, so fat. How did he know just exactly what to do with it?

“Don’t stop… don’t stop.” She whimpered and he… laughed. Right to her face. So cocky, so sure of himself, but… oh… fuck.

She really shouldn’t have had those last, three or four drinks. She should never have got in the car with Grayson and his friends. Certainly shouldn’t have let him……