Forced Fisting の小説・ストーリー

“Or don’t. Either way, I’m getting them all in you.” A third finger pushed in, stretching me further. I gasped against his hand, nails clawing into his arm for something to hold on to. “Fuck, you’re tight. And still so greedy,” he breathed, watching my face twist under the pressure. “You like it when I force you open like this, don’t you?” And then, he shoved the fourth in. I choked on a muffled scream, my body clamping around the impossible stretch. I couldn’t stop the slick sounds coming from between us, loud, obscene, betraying me completely.

Only someone mentally deranged would gain pleasure from hurting others. I was trembling as I pleaded with him using my eyes. He spread my legs with his knees and adjusted himself. So this was it for me. I closed my eyes, not wanting to feel or see anything. I waited for him to thrust into me, but it didn't happen. The next moment, I heard a bang. My door flew open, and the next second, Felix was off me and sprawled on the floor with someone on top of him, landing punches on his face.

I shot back. His hand shot out and grabbed mine in a crushing grip. “You even think about touching yourself and I swear I will break each and every one of your fingers and I’ll ensure you get no treatment for them.” The Troy who’d been nice to me was nowhere in sight. No, right now I was staring at the Mafia lord. The man who killed just because he was bored and felt no remorse. He wasn’t just threatening to break my fingers he actually would if I touched myself. “No, please,” I begged, my voice breaking due to the fear lodged in my throat.

There was no way Lynn could frame me again. "No. Don't…" From the hospital bed, Serena's voice emerged weak and trembling, until Lynn's hand landed on her shoulder. The forensic technician collected a sample from the baby. When it was my turn, I held up my swollen, misshapen left arm. "This arm is broken. Draw blood from the right one." Suddenly, Lynn shrieked. "You're just trying to avoid the test!" "Avoid it?" I asked. Then I turned my cold gaze on Mr. Lockwood. "Mr. Lockwood, you were the one who shoved me into that stall. Should we also verify whether the injury to my wrist matches the force you used?"

He run his finger in the hair and took a deep breath and said :" Anaya , this was all rubbish .I mean It doesn't mean anything .That time I was angry with dad for forcing me in this marriage and I just want to cancel this marriage .Please forgive me " Anaya wipe her tears and said :" you know it was not only you , who was forced still the thought to live you come in my mind .I wanted to work in this marriage .Not like you , am I toy whom you see and check if you like or not , if okay then stay with me and not then you will threw me out of your life ".

Riley and Kai double-fisted her pussy together, two hands stretching her cunt to its absolute limit while another pair of hands worked her ass. Roxy came again and again. The first orgasm hit when both Carla and Jax had their fists buried to the wrist at the same time. Roxy’s body seized violently, her muffled screams vibrating around the cock in her throat as clear girl-cum sprayed out around the invading fists in powerful, messy jets. Her own futa cock erupted hands-free, painting her abs and chest with thick ropes of cum. They didn’t stop. They kept fisting her straight through the orgasm, drawing it out until Roxy was shaking and sobbing. Then they switched again, choking her harder, fis

One brutal thrust and he was inside. I cried out sharply. The stretch burned fresh, last night’s soreness reigniting. He didn’t give me time to adjust, he just thrusted hard, punishing strokes that slammed my hips into the stone railing. My hands scrabbled at the wall for balance; he pinned my wrists above my head with one hand, the other gripping my throat. We kept kissing with our tongues and teeth and spitting. My côck slapped against my stomach with every thrust, leaking steadily now. The crowd grew. Ten people. Fifteen. Some filmed openly. Others yelled.

He grunted at me, my blood stained eyelids slowly opened, I was still gasping for breath. "Go on all fours!" He commanded, I didn't understand what he was about to do next to me, was he going to shove that vibrator into me again? I struggled to raise myself up, he forced me on all fours by himself. "Your c*it is quite ugly!" He spat. My shaky and bruised hand were on the table. he forcefully pushed his c*ck into my asshole.

"Didn't I tell you not to always put on panties?" "S..so..I'm sorry sir!" "Bitch!!!" He spat out the word, pulled down her panty, positioned her well against the counter by making her rest her chest on it, and parted her legs. As she stayed in that position in anticipation of what was about to happen, Dan pulled down his joggers, his dick sprang up to life and he slowly entered her from behind, fucking her in a bid to relieve himself from his anger and frustration. The kitchen was filled with moans and grunts. Daniel fucked her with no mercy until he got his release.

Looking up at her door she found her Mum standing there with a weary look. “Can I come in ?” asked Jenna, but Emily was too angry to reply to her. “You know baby the last time you got angry at us was about three years ago when we asked you to steer clear from that Jonas guy. Everything we ever did was did your interest.” by this time Jenna was already seated on Emily’s bed as she spoke.