Open Mouth Gag Novelas e Histórias

Another strap circled my calves, then my ankles, cinched so snugly I could feel the leather pulse against my skin with every heartbeat. I couldn’t move at all now. Not to stand. Not to brace. Not to run. He lifted my chin with one finger, watching the panic flicker in my eyes. “There she is,” he whispered. “The moment your body realises it’s not yours anymore.” A tremor shook me. He reached to the side again and retrieved something small, black, and cruelly simple: a gag with a rounded mouthpiece, hinged and expandable. My breath caught. “Open,” he said. I hesitated for a fraction of a second - a tiny, terrified pause. His hand closed around my jaw instantly, thumb digging into one cheek, fi

It was the first time that he had seen someone so angry that even his jaw was dislocated. But now it seemed that the other party’s chin had been dislocated, which did not affect the skull's loud scolding. "I want you to pay for what you said!" The corpse roared. At the moment, his mouth was wide open, which could be regarded as a bloody mouth. Fortunately, he was only a skeleton now, so he opened his mouth almost straight, looking quite funny. If he was a living person, it would be very scary to open his mouth to the point where his throat could be seen.

He grabbed my face, trying to pry my mouth open, and I fought him with everything I had. “Open,” he said in that low, commanding voice. I shook my head violently. “No! Get away from me…” His fingers dug into my cheek so hard that pain shot through my face. My jaw twitched involuntarily because of the pain, and that one stupid second was enough to force my mouth open. “Leon…don’t..!” He shoved the sock inside, pushing it deep, so deep it almost touched the back of my throat. I gagged instantly, my eyes widening as I choked on the rough fabric.

I closed my eyes, losing myself to the feeling of his cock moving in my mouth, stretching my lips wide. His groans went from as quiet as they could be to a much louder one while I struggled to stay on board with his cock hitting the back of my throat. I'm a bit too surprised by my gag reflex. I would have been spilling what I ate for breakfast by now. But those internal and external forces that rooted for us making out wouldn't let me, I'm sure they were the ones in charge of keeping my throat checked so I wouldn't have to spoil the moment. Strong fingers raked my empty scalp, but his touch was firm and gentle. I felt warmness in my insides

I opened my mouth. And nothing came out.

Her hands fought his grip on her hair, but it was all useless. He crouched down, his other hand finding her chin. His fingers pressed against the bone, forcing her mouth open. A mild pain hit her as he held her jaw, tilting her head up. He stood back up, letting go of her hair to hold himself. With no warning, he slammed into her mouth, hitting the back of her teeth. She gagged and coughed, her nails digging into his arm as she tried to fight his grip, the pain intense.

I had to expand my throat to keep my gag reflects down. Gazing back up at him, I saw that his head was thrown back and his eyes were closed as he took in the feeling of my mouth on him. His mouth was opened slightly as he moaned softly. I used my hand to work his shaft has my tongue circled his tip. I felt his firm hands on the back of my head, deepening himself into my throat; I had to work hard to keep myself from throwing up on him again. He thrust his hips hard as he made his way in and out of my mouth. I widened my mouth to give him easier access.

My mouth was agape while looking at him. Is this a joke?

"But I won't; I want to have my cum in that lousy mouth of yours." He flipped me over, then grappled my jaw. "Open wide,” he commanded, and before I could open my mouth, he buried himself inside my mouth, just doing his way as he pleased, while I was there choking and gagging on his hardness before he climaxed all over my mouth.