101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

  After ten full minutes, there were still no signs of life in the place. Doreen decided to roam around the house. She was still at the living room that time and the open television made things worse. Leading to the living room is the dining area, which has no person as well.

  What the fuck’s going on here?

  Doreen was very alert while she was investigating the house. Everything seemed so fixed but there was something her gut feeling that says otherwise. It was just so eerie and seemed unwelcome. The kitchen is not far away but the hall leading to it is so dark. But Doreen had no choice. The fear of dark should not get the best of her at that seemingly suspicious moment.

  Mustering all the courage she had, Doreen went into the dark hall.

  The dark hall was approximately thirty feet leading to the kitchen. It is quite lengthy because it consists of several rooms along the way.

  While walking, Doreen can feel the goosies and chills were running down her spine.

  Fuck it. This is not what I expected it to be.

  When Doreen reached the kitchen, it was generally fine except for the counter, which had some unsliced meat in it. The meat’s scent was still fresh so someone must have been there just minutes ago. She approached the counter to search for several clues. While she was about to do so, there was something that moved behind her back. Doreen turned to look for it.

  Nothing.

  Thinking it might be her imagination, Doreen continued to approach the counter.

  But in a moment faster than any person would expect, there was someone that grabbed Doreen from the back.

  ***

  Doreen screamed as the cold hands that grabbed her from behind began to grip tightly. She was panicking and ready to grab the knife at the counter. The unknown being behind her was struggling and she has yet to see what it is. But whatever that thing was, Doreen was overcome with anger more than fear. The unknown being was seemingly saying something that was unintelligible but still, Doreen did not care and just shouted out of pure anger.

  Fuck this shit, I’m gonna reach for that knife and stab this twat. NO ONE FUCKING MESSES AROUND WITH ME.

  After a brief moment of struggle, Doreen managed to grab the knife. She immediately swung her arms around to get free. Her adrenaline was now flowing in her veins, giving her the strength of a wrestler ready to commence battle with just about anyone.

  “WAIT! WAIT! DOREEN! IT’S ME! CHILL! CHILL!”

  But Doreen’s ears were deafened because it was covered by aggression. She was thrusting the knife to the unknown man, who turned out to be wearing a black robe and a Halloween pumpkin mask. It was all berserk modes for her and she did not give a damn if she was to kill that thing.

  “HEY! YOU’RE GONNA KILL ME! IT’S ME! BRUCE!” The man said as he managed to embrace Doreen.

  Doreen got startled because of a familiar voice. She turned down her guard and calmed down. After dropping the knife and returning to her senses, she felt instantly weak and gassed out because of adrenaline dump. The unknown man, who was masked, removed the thing that concealed his identity.

  It was indeed Bruce.

  “FUCK YOU BRUCE! YOU ALMOST KILLED ME WITH FEAR! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU, I SWEAR!” Doreen screamed as she was hitting Bruce all around, using the adrenaline that was left in her system.

  “Hey! It’s just for fun babe! Ouch! That hurt! Ouch! Ouch! I’m sorry!” replied Bruce while in a defensive stance.

  “YOU BETTER BE MOTHERFUCKER!”

  Doreen was not only hitting Bruce due to fear but also out of pure relief. Now, all that feared her were dispelled because that night was just filled with uncertain horrors. From the car incident down to the psycho killer game, it just made her horny knowing that it was all done by Bruce.

  After an episode of rage, Doreen was finally calmed down by Bruce.

  “Hey babe, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you,” Bruce said.

  “You almost killed me, but it was good though.”

  “Why was that good for you?” Bruce replied, quite confused.

  “I can’t explain it. But it’s just good,” Doreen replied seductively. She was ashamed to admit the truth that she liked what happened because it reflected her sexual desires. Doreen always wanted to fuck with someone as a dominatrix. There was just something about dominating people that made her very horny so when she saw Bruce doing it to her, she was just envious and wanted to do it herself.

  “It’s good eh?” Bruce returned the speech back and responded with the same seductive look.

  “You don’t look at me that way asshole,” said Doreen, irritated. “Act as if you’re scared from what happened.” She said this because of her desire to turn the events around.

  “Why?” replied Bruce.

  “Just act scared.”

  “I don’t understand…”

  Doreen grew impatient as her psychological issue occupied once again. She knew that Bruce was perfectly innocent and did not know about her condition, but the anger was overwhelming so her tolerance dropped down as she screamed:

  “ACT FUCKING SCARED! DON’T SPEAK LIKE A PUSSY AND JUST DO WHAT YOU’RE TOLD!”

  Bruce was shocked but he knew that what was in store for him that night was going to be a long one. On the other hand, Doreen really wanted Bruce to act scared of her so she would get hornier. She screamed:

  “YOU DON’T WANT TO ACT FUCKING SCARED?! YOU AIN’T GETTING ANY PUSSY FOR TONIGHT!”

  This rang inside Bruce’s ears. For several months since he and Doreen started dating, he was thinking of several means to seduce her. It took him several hours a day just to think of possible scenarios that would lead to an intercourse, which all led to the conclusion that “Doreen might not like it”. So upon hearing from Doreen that all he needs to do is to act scared just to get fucked, he never hesitated and complied immediately.

  “Don’t act like that babe, you’re scaring me.”

  “WHO ARE YOU SCARED OF?”

  “You.”

  But Bruce was merely saying the words, it did not reflect in his reactions.

  “ACT CONVINCINGLY!”

  “Yes. I’m scared of you, no fucking around.”

  After Bruce said this, Doreen removed her belt and wrapped it around her arms.

  “ACT CONVINCINGLY I SAID!”

  “How do you want me to act?” Bruce replied after cutting off his pseudo-acting. His confusion was now growing bigger as ever. He did not expect Doreen to act that way.

  *Whaaaapppppaaaaaak!!!*

  Bruce felt the strongest lash he ever had his entre life. It was extremely painful as he felt his skin pierce even if the belt had already lost contact. He looked at his shoulder and it appeared red just after a swing.

  “ACT SCARED!”

  “What the fuck are you doing? That hurts!”

  *Whaaaapppppaaaaaak!!!*

  It was a world of pain already surrounding Bruce. The pain, though it came from a thin belt, was extremely excruciating and exponentially increased the pain brought about by the first blow. It was as if his skin was going to split open.

  “I am serious,” said Doreen in a scary way.

  Bruce knew that he was about to get hit once again. So he just summoned his elementary school self that was once a theater actor.

  “Pleaaaaaseee. Don’t hurt me. It’s painful.”

  Doreen instantly got wet. She felt her vaginal fluid ooze from the inside, slowly dripping down and moisturizing her labia. She was about to drop her belt out of pure pleasure but she was fast enough to catch it back to further satisfy her carnal desire.

  *Whaaaapppppaaaaaak!!!*

  “OUCH!!!” screamed Bruce. He was still acting but deep inside; he was resisting the extreme pain. He was growing nauseated and numb because the pain was just too much to handle.

  Doreen’s vagina got even wetter with Bruce’s voice. She was clueless about it but every time she hurts somebody of the opposite sex, it would fire her hormones up. It was as if the desperate voice was a
dick grinding in and out of her pussy.

  “Go upstairs, prepare yourself. Wait for me at your room. Whatever happens, DON’T YOU DARE STEP OUT THE ROOM. Wait for me.”

  Bruce rushed up the stairs because he was anticipating Doreen’s highly coveted body. His dick was already stiff and throbbing. All the lashing seemed to go away because of pure horniness.

  Seeing that Bruce was already upstairs in his room, Doreen searched the kitchen for a rope and electrical tape. Lucky her, she found those things in a minute. She always knew that Bruce’s mom was very organized (Bruce is a proud son who would boast about his mother’s trait of being organized.) so it was something expected.

  With her panties literally wet from horniness, Doreen ran upstairs to get a fun night.

  Doreen arrived at the room with Bruce already naked. She saw a big red and purplish mark on Bruce’s shoulder but instead of her feeling pity towards the man, she grew even hornier. The three levels of horniness were already too much that she felt her head turn light.

  “Come here baby, let’s get it on,” said Bruce.

  Doreen did not care. She just wanted to abuse Bruce that night.

  “Bruce, give me your hands. Let’s play a game.”

  Before Bruce was about to reply, Doreen already kissed him torridly. Their lips were interacting with each tongue rolling with another, full of dripping saliva. After the solid and hot kissing, Doreen taped Bruce’s mouth.

  Bruce was just staring at Doreen with bad intent after the hot kiss. He did not care what the lady in front of him was about to do but whatever it was, he was sure that it’s going to be fun. Doreen was already tying his arms with the rope his mother bought last week. He wondered how Doreen managed to get it but then realized that extreme horniness finds its way.

  “Wait my Brucey, I’ll just have you trapped so we can experiment better.”

  After Doreen tied all Bruce’s arms and legs to the bed posts, it signaled the time. She stepped away from the man, facing backwards. There, she danced like a porn star and acted like she was an uneducated piece-of-prostitute who is willing to fuck with anyone.

  Bruce was extremely delighted with this. He was literally howling out of anticipation because all he wanted was that pussy. His dick was so stiff that it involuntarily twitched due to extreme pressure.

  Slowly, Doreen took off her clothes one by one. She was still dancing at the time. Everything was too choreographed that all fires in the room was about to explode. After Doreen stripped the last thing that covered her identity, she threw it on Bruce’s face.

  It was a wet panty that covered Bruce’s eye. He can’t move it because all his hands were tied to the bed. But nevertheless, he liked it. The balance of the fragrant smell of Doreen’s pussy and the wetness brought upon her horniness was just amazing. He can’t see anything so he just resorted to enjoying the wet underwear while waiting for an actual insertion. His anticipation was abruptly stopped by an extreme lash.

  It was Doreen’s belt hitting him again, this time, on the tummy.

  The hit was too strong the he was not able to breathe. All his horniness then turned to fear because he knew that what was happening is not normal anymore. Doreen seemed to enjoy herself because of hurting him.

  “HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT MOTHER FUCKER?!”

  Bruce knew he can’t reply so he just smiled back. Doreen did not like this, so she lashed the former countlessly. One, two, three, four, and more lashes again hit Bruce’s body. At first, Bruce was reacting wildly because of the hitting, but after a while, the pain just turned away and made him numb. He started to cry.

  Doreen was about to reach orgasm with this activity alone. She just needed a final moment of pain coming from Bruce to send her into the clouds. Bruce’s desperate cry made her juice flow excessively down her own legs.

  “Hey, you still want to be lashed? You’re a bad boy.”

  Bruce was giving out senseless gibberish because of his taped mouth. Doreen removed the tape and the latter screamed, in a desperate fashion:

  “PLEASE! IT HURTS! IT FUCKING HURTS! I’M GETTING REALLY SCARED! IT’S SERIOUS THIS TIME! PLEASE!”

  These very words signaled Doreen’s sexual repression to overheat and caused her to explode instantaneously. There were no physical contact involved but it was one of Doreen’s best orgasms. She did not have any of these in her past carnal relationships which only consisted of blow jobs, dog styles, missionary positions, side view fucking, helicopter, and whatnot. So it was something she would remember for days to come.

  After shouting out for dear life, Bruce was shocked at what he saw. He can’t believe that Doreen had an orgasm just for hurting him.

  Doreen dropped on Bruce’s chest out of weakness.

  “Hey, are you okay?” asked Bruce and added, “What the fuck is your problem? You’re not yourself a while ago.”

  “Nope. I just wanted to experiment, that’s all.”

  “But you gave me quite a good fright. I thought I was going to die a while ago.”

  Doreen felt another sexual arousal because of Bruce’s statement that suggested submissiveness. She was not ready to go on a second round yet, so she changed the topic.

  “Just as I said. It was nothing. Want to fuck now?”

  “Yeah… But it seems that you’ve already cummed.”

  “It’s just out of horniness Bruce. Come on, I’ll just leave those ropes tied and I’ll fuck you pretty good.”

  Bruce’s dick was still erect when Doreen prepared herself to be penetrated. She was already undressed so she just stood in front of Bruce, with both her legs spread in the middle of the latter’s body. When their sex organs are already on the same parallel line, Doreen supported herself going down and knelt. She grabbed the dick of her sex partner and rubbed it over her pussy. It still gave her the sexual arousal common to it, but it was nothing compared to what she did a while ago. When Doreen felt that her pussy was wet enough to be rocked by a huge penis like Bruce’s, she placed her body completely down as Bruce’s dick entered the depths of her pleasurable labyrinth.

  It was Bruce’s time to be thrilled.

  If there was something kind about Doreen, it would be her willingness to let a partner experience the joy of sex. She does not leave any man alone going crazy for her after she had satiated her lust.

  She saw Bruce’s eyes go white when she was seated at his abnormally large dick. To make her partner even crazier, she circled her hips around like playing a hoola hoop. This made Bruce moan as he felt an extremely tight yet wet pussy covering and massaging his dick. Doreen was not aware but her pussy was the best Bruce had ever tasted. It was just built to give extreme pleasure to mankind.

  “Doreen baby, I think I’m about to cum. You’re pussy is just intense. Oh fuck,” said Bruce.

  “Cum? Too early babe. Try to control it or I’m gonna hurt you again. Don’t make me do that,” replied Doreen.

  Bruce, thinking that being put in a frightful (and painful) experience once again would already be intolerable, controlled his cum from flowing over his big penis’ body. He always knew how to control it every time he fucks with a lady but there was just something with his partner that made him seem like a teenager. The pleasure was just lingering at the root of his penis.

  Doreen now commenced with the motion. She was the one who dictated the pace of the fuck fest. She placed her hands on Bruce’s chest and planted her feet hard on the bed. After that, she lifted her ass, placed it down once again, and lifted her ass again, down yet again, ass up, down, up and so on. Her pussy is just slippery that it facilitated a smooth in and out movement.

  She was practically fucking with Bruce – literally.

  Bruce was used to be the once who fucks with his partner but the one he is experiencing that moment was different. It placed him in an entirely new world where he wishes to throw everything away and just fuck. All he could see was Doreen’s image illuminated by his dim lamp. Her eyes were closed, she was biting her lips while giving out gentle moan
s, and her boobs were bouncing up and down like jellies. Everything was just perfect but worse for his dick, which was minutes away from explosion.

  “Hey Doreen, you about to cum?” he asked.

  Doreen just ignored and thereafter said, “Shut up. I’m almost there.”

  But Bruce can’t take it anymore. He was beginning to feel his cum overflow because controlling it reached the point where it was not enough. However, Doreen was still grinding. Then in a risky but urgent need, he planned for something to satisfy his urge.

  “Doreen, I’m sorry.”

  Bruce instantly lifted his ass up to corner Doreen’s pussy and spill all filth that was inside him. When his hands were already secured to the ass, he released and felt all the cum explode like grenades going in on a staggered basis. It was pretty endless. His sperm was flying straightly inside Doreen’s system and he did not care. All that mattered was his extreme joy of fucking was released with someone who the entire school wants to fuck with. It was very priceless.