Kipp Chair Sinclair

You lived in a small village beside a forest. The elders always warned everyone, especially girls to stay away from the forest. For inside was dangerous magical beings.

During your school years, the teachers would tell tales of orces, fairies, elves, and others that would run around. Once you reached adulthood the stories got more graphic. The one you liked was about an elf.

The story was about a girl going out into the forest by herself and getting caught by an elf. The elf took her back to his cottage in the deepest part of the forest. He used her like a sex toy for days. When she returned, she was stuffed of cum.

That story, for some reason, turned you on so much. So you started your journey through the forest. As you traveled, you felt these overwhelming fear that something was watching you. Before you had time to turn around, an elf pinned you to a tree.

His sparking green eyes stare you down. They roam over your body as you tremble from excitement. He licks his lips as he forces you into a kisses. He picks you up with ease. His hands traveling up your skirt.

The reason the creatures of the forest liked doing it with female humans was because their scent drove them feral. It was no different for this elf. He had your clothes off in record time. His hands squeezing and pulling on your breasts before sucking roughly. He grind against your already wet slit.

He pulls down his pants to reveal a massive shaft with a widen tip. He slowly pushes the tip in. Your pussy struggles to stretch, but he makes it. You scream as he enters. This was a whole new level of pleasure for you. He starts of with slow strokes, watching your body.

Once he knows you are adjusted, he wasted no time in pounding into your hole. Your head falls back as your body arches. He's hitting just it the right place,his ridged shaft giving more sensation too.

It was in no time that you come all over him. This doesn't stop him though, he just doubles his efforts. He's now penetrating your little womb. He was determined to flood you with his seed.

Vincent had been wanting to get more adventures lately. It started out with small kisses here and there, without the mask. Then it went to kisses on your neck. More recently it's been biting with full consent! Vincent doesn't do anything without consent.

You two had been kissing and touching on each other for the last hour. You could feel that familiar heat rising in your lower parts. Vincent was getting off to all this too. Before you could take it anywhere else, he gets up and disapears out the door.

When he comes back, he has a candle. Vincent explains that he really wants to see you in wax. To watch you skin react to it as he listens to your beautiful sounds. You agree after applying your safe word to the foreplay.

Vincent takes his time taking off your clothes. His hands feel every inch of your body, squeezing at the more chubby bits. Until you are full naked for him. Vincent admires you. He's seen you naked countless of time, but to him you are a goddess.

Vincent slowly strip to his boxers before laying you back on the bed. He lights the candle and brings it to you. His hands her steady and his eye is laser focused. Vincent slowly pours a tiny bit on your stomach. You twitch just a bit from the hot wax, but it felt good.

He starts to pour more on you. Going from your stomach to breast. Vincent stares amazed at your hard nipples through the wax. He roughly squeezes them and watches the wax break.

You were getting more aroused by the second. The sensation of the wax and Vincent's focus on your body was doing something for you. As he guides the wax down to your thighs, you let of a soft moan.

Ron was your boyfriend for many years. He was quite shy about anything that had to with sex. Which was shocking to you since you were friends with Fred and George. Those two would never shut up with their sexual jokes.

Ron was very submissive, which was also a surprise to you. Yes, you knew he was a scaredy cat, yet he has a big mouth. You thought that meant he had some bite in the bedroom. Everytime you tried to get him to dom, it turned into him getting awkward.

You had grown very used to this after years of being with Ron. You had been the more kinky one out of the two. You enjoyed making him squirm and whimper during sex. It was your favorite activity was to suck him so hard that he whimpered like a pathetic dog.

When you found a thin metal rod an idea popped into your head. An idea that would make Ron squirm definitely. It would make him whimper and whine. It would make him beg for mercy. The thought made you so deliciously wet.

Once dinner rolled around, your underwear were soaked and ruined. There was nothing you could do since Ron was helping Harry with some stupid plan. You hated when Harry took your cute little boyfriend away when you were so needy.

You quickly make your way the the Great hall and locate Ron. You go and sit by him. Ron's face lights up with pure joy as you join him. He quickly put more food on your plate. Ron enjoyed making sure you had more than enough food.

As you slowly ate the food, your eyes stayed on him. Ron was to focused on his conversation to notice your eyes roaming down to his clothed member. When he does notice, his face turns bright red. He immediately moves your head up.

You couldn't handle it anymore, you grab his hand and drag him out. As you two walk, Ron stumbles, he wasn't confused or concern he knew what you wanted. What you needed. You track down a broom closet and shove him in.

Once inside, you stare at him. He immediately strips,no words needed. This wasn't the first time one of you had gotten extremely horny for each other. It was usually Ron who was horny first, so this was a delightful event for him.

You and Ron had always consented to doing whatever you wanted to each other. He knew it got you off to torture you. He got off to it as well. Especially when you wouldn't let him finish for minutes on end.

You get on your knees and slowly suck him off. It didn't take long for Ron to start whimpering and getting hard. Once he was hard enough, you pull away. You take out the rod and show it to him. Ron gulps and nods. His length twitches in excitement.

You slow slide the rod down his urethra. Ron let out a gasp as he tries to stay still. He had never felt such pleasure. Sure your mouth and pussy where like heaven to him, but this... This was like a torturous heaven for him.

You watches his member twitch desperately for touch. You slowly move the rod in and out of his urethra. His body jerks as he moans so dirty. It made you so wet, you couldn't stand it.

You push him onto the ground. You strip and straddle him. Ron's hands go to your hips as you take his member into your pussy. He gasps as his eyes go back. You slowly move on him, getting him used to it. His whimpers and moans were music to you.

George and you had been in a relationship since your fifth year in Hogwarts. You guys had been friends for even longer. Your relationship was one of the best that came out of Hogwarts. Considering is went through a war and the struggle of keeping the joke shop open. Oh! And the emotional impact of almost losing Fred (yes Fred is alive in my au).

As of recently, George and yours bedroom life has become vanilla. You adored Georgie and didn't really mind just making love or giving him the occasional head, but sometimes you felt like you were missing your kink ginger. 

George had been so stressed out that he had to put your sex life in pause. It killed him to not be worshipping you each and every night like he promised in his vows. He could see how it was affecting you as well.

George made a special trip to the muggle world to buy you a gift. He even gave full control of the shop for the day just to prepare a special night for you two. To say George was nervous was an understatement. He felt like a virgin all over again.

When you finally got home from work, he had everything ready. A fancy dinner was steaming on the table. Along with your favorite alcoholic beverage/normal beverage.

When you saw this you were so happy. You immediately started to pepper kisses on George's face. As you two sit down to eat, you guys have a deep conversation about work and social life. That's when George truly realized how much he's neglected you.

After dinner, he leads you to the bedroom. Where he shows you his gift: nipple clamps. You blushed as he shows them off. George explains how he wants to back into the kinky things you used to do.

George lays you down and slowly takes off your clothes, never breaking eye contact. Soon he's kissing every inch of you body and praising you. His lips felt like magic on your skin. You couldn't help but gasp.

Once George was done worshipping you, he grabs the nipple clamps. He sucks on each of your nipples and massages your breasts. Then gently clamps the toy on. You whimper slightly from the pain as he tugs on them.

A mischievous smile spreads across George's face as he tugs harder. Which makes you whimper louder. His eyes wonder your body as he start to get hard. His fingers find your core.

You were a nurse at the hospital Michael was trapped in. You had been switched to Michael as all the other nurses were terrified of the man. To you he didn't seem that scary. He seemed like he just wanted his space. So you gave it to him.

To Michael you were the nicest person to ever work there. You brought him his food on time. You didn't tease him or touch his masks. All you did was clean up his room and stay away from his space. After awhile he grew quite fond of you.

You had gone home after a long night of work. It was a chaotic day. Michael had escape the night before and you were put through an interrogations. It was extremely exhausting to be questioned over and over again for 12 hours.

When you finally got home, you took off your shoes at the door. You say hi to your cat as you go into your kitchen. You start to make yourself dinner, as you do that you stretch your aching muscles. You have the overwhelming feeling that someone is watching you. When you go to look around, no one is there.

When your food is done, you sit down to eat. You feel eyes on you,but no one is there. You quickly eat your meal, then you head to your room. You strip off your scrubs and get into your pajamas. It probably wasn't a good night to sleep in shorts and a crop top, but what could go wrong.

As you slept soundly in your bed, Michael was creeping through your house. He slowly makes his way to your room. He's in his blue worker suit and mask. He has his kitchen knife on him, but he was hoping he wouldn't have to use it.

As he makes his way to your bed, Michael stared down at you. He reaches out to touch you. His cold fingers glazes across your skin. His breath as he touches your precious skin. It felt like silk to him. He craved another humans touch.

Michael picks you up and takes you down stairs. He gently puts you in the van he had stolen. He was terrified of damaging you in anyway. He takes you far away from society.

When you wake up in the morning, your limb are bounded to a broken metel bed post. You jerk your arm, but the ropes are too tight. You can't scream as your mouth is taped. Then you see him, Michael standing in the corner watching.

Michael moves closer to you. He gently touches your face. You jerk away, which makes him angry. He forces you to look at him. As you stare at him, you squirm around. This inraged him, so he takes his knife and cuts your cheek. It was a deep cut, but enough to draw blood and heave a warning.

He forcibly rips your clothes off and touches your pale skin. As you try to move away, he stabs the knife in the mattress beside your head. You immediately stop moving. His hands travel to places they shouldn't.

Michael grabs your ass roughly, making you gasp against the tape. He squeezes your ass as he takes off his mask to kiss your neck. He aggressively rips his clothes as he lick the blood from your cheek.

You get to see his thick length as it throbs. He grunts as he stares down at you. You stare up at him with pleading eyes. Michael ignores you as he slides himself inside you. You whimper as he stretches your pussy.

Michael wasn't gently with his thrusts. He seemed like an animal with each movement. He was going to stop anytime either. Your body trembles with each hit. Then, you let out a screams as he hit just the right spot.

Fred Weasley was one of your good friends. You guys did everything together. You would help with his pranks around Hogwarts and he'd help you sneak in magical beast into Hufflepuff. Fred and you were closer than close. Well... According to Fred you were. To you he was just your goofy friend.

Fred would sit up all night thinking about you. He'd think about how pretty you were in the outfit you wore to Hogsmeade earlier that day. He thinks about your cute laugh. His mind starts to slip to other topics after a few hours.

The clock strikes midnight, Fred gets out of bed and silently makes his way to your dorm in Hufflepuff. He avoids the prefects and Filch. Once his at Hufflepuff, Fred knocks on the barral as you had taught him. He slips inside and makes his way to your room.

As he climbs the stairs, his mind wonders. He knows you're probably sound asleep. Dreaming of your beloved creatures, yet something inside him yearns for you to be awake. For you to want him as much as he wants you in that moment.

As Fred reaches your door, he slowly cracks it open. He looks inside. Your eyes are half closed and something moves under the blanket. He can see you bitting your lip. Then it hits him.. You're touching yourself. Fred knows he should leave, but the sight his so memorizing for him.

You had no idea he was there. You fingers move against your aching clit, as your mind raced with thoughts of Fred. He had turned you on so much that day without even knowing. You insert your fingers in your needy pussy.

"Freddie..." You whimper out desperately as your fingers move. You imagine how big he is and if you could even take him.

Fred stood outside your door watch. His pants getting very tight. He so badly want to storm in and take you. Yet, he stayed still watching you pleasure yourself with his name falling from your sweet lips. It was music to him.

After long torturous minutes, you finally let out a gasp as you come. Fred takes this as his sign and silently slips inside your room. You hadn't noticed as you come down from your high. Your eyes were shut as you breath deeply.