Romans & histoires Forced Fisting

The eyes of Keesha are about to turn white when the long fingers of him are drilling inside—the blood goes out. She cries as the pain is all over her body—devouring her whole. "Relax… don't be scared… I will not go hard to you." He said to her, and the heartbeat inside her chest races in emotions. Jostein positioned himself in front of her… slowly pushing it into hers… "FUCK! AHHH! IT FUCKING HURTS!" she groans in pain, but Jostein is continuously spreading her legs and pushing his other head to her tight passageway.

I grip the table tight as strangled moans slip from my lips. Without warning, Mason thrusts deep into me with such brute force, I’m almost toppled across the table. I try to shift into a better position so I can easily accommodate his thick size, but his hands wrap around my neck and he pins me to the surface of the table while he resumes fucking me like a wild animal. Maybe I’m possessed…maybe I’m crazy, because I lift my arse in a perfect position for him as he pistons into me with the force of a sledgehammer.

He positioned her on the edge of the table, sitting her up while he stood between her legs. He drove into her with a slow, agonising thrust, his fingers digging into her skin to hold her still. He watched my reaction more than the woman he was using, his thumb stroking the woman’s clit to make her scream. He leaned down, whispering something to the woman but looking at me, before he delivered a final, shaking thrust that left him spent and trembling inside her. Felix didn't let the silence last. He laughed, a dark, manic sound, as he pulled the woman toward him. He forced her into a deep, messy swallow, his fingers tangling in her hair as he thrust his cock to the back of her throat.

His strong hand comes crashing down on my free hand and pushes down. All of a sudden, I’m full. I cry out and still. Shane grips my hips and shoves the rest of the way into me. My body is wracked with pain, and despite my best efforts, I can’t get free. I know there’s no hope, I’m handcuffed to the table. “Fuck, that feels tight,” he groans. My legs shake and I close my eyes. He doesn’t give me a second to breathe before he pulls out of me and pushes into me. My body shoves forward on the table and he pulls out of me shoving me into the table again and again.

She was trying her best to resist him . Musa took her lower lips . Musa was groaning in pleasure now .He pinched her waist to open her mouth but she didn't open it . He kept chewing her lips brutally and pinched her waist to allow him to enter her mouth but Kiara didn't give up .She didn't open up her mouth . Musa was getting frustrated now . He pinched her waist from both sides while Kiara took advantage of her free hands and pushed him back with full force . Kiara has a victory smirk on her face while Musa has a frustrated expression .

He's good at flirting with women! "Yes, please." I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kissed me back. I opened my legs wide and could feel his stiffening, big and hot. "Ah!" "Shush, calm down, sweetie." It hurt. It hurt so much when he tried to enter me it felt so big and hot. My body felt like it was on fire. Like it was being forced in by something out of proportion. "No, no..." I tried to push his body away as I felt him getting inside me. It was stinging and painful. I don't like this. But he kept pushing himself in until I gasped. Without realizing it, I was already crying with my hands clutching his back.

Then his fingers abruptly stopped and my eyes snapped open. "Do you really want to talk about another man when I could leave you here, unsatisfied?" Dice asked and I shook my head frantically. "No.. no, please let me cum... You promised..." I begged him, pulling his wrist back to my opening. He spanked my pussy thrice and slammed the two fingers back inside me with a brute force that caused my orgasm to hit me in endless waves. I kept falling and falling from my high, until black dots surrounded my vision. His fingers still pumped relentlessly inside me and I tried to push his wrist away this time but he didn't budge.

She giggles like a little girl. “You are fun. Saying no but wanting more and more.” “No.. I don’t want more… I will die of laughter,” I complained. “For God’s sake, let me sleep. I have a meeting tomorrow.” I tell her and she finally stops. “Okay. I will stop now,” she says, breathing heavily and we lay in bed in silence. “What else comes with F?” I ask her. The word ‘forced’ alarmed me a little. She hums.”I don’t remember everything but… flogging, figging, forced masturbation, forced nudity, fantasy rape, fisting.” I blanch at last two words. Definitely a big no for me.

“Second hold.” He freed one arm just long enough to reach down and slap my exposed, swollen clit, sharp, wet cracks that made my whole body jerk violently in the restraints. One slap for every second of the hold. By ten I was sobbing, head thrashing side to side, fresh gushes of slick squirting out around his cock in frantic, helpless bursts. My pussy was making a complete mess, soaking his balls and the leather beneath me. “Third set. Fifteen thrusts now, punishing and relentless.”

The moment a sharp grin like a hungry wolf came into action. Melati does not want to give up for the umpteenth time, when she is forced to serve an ignorant man who has left a stain on her life. The woman clawed, pushed and even spat on the big man whose clothes were everywhere. Finally, Melati kicked the man's genitals until he winced in pain. Bugh!!! "You damn wh*re!" A strong slap flew to his cheek. Until Melati was in pain with a stinging feeling and a red liquid tasted fishy on her trembling lips. Melati's eyes darkened as she felt all of her consciousness slowly disappear.