Se connecterSub-Genre: Age-gap Romance, MFThemes: Slight BDSM, Slight Erotica, Lust, Stalker. MALLORY Sitting up, he circles my entrance with the tip of the gun, the metal slipping against my skin.“Oh my God, please do—” This time, my words are cut off from the feel of him dipping the gun past my folds. Just the tip, but enough to close my throat, only allowing a startled squeak to escape.He laughs cruelly. “You even sound like a singing bird.”I’d snap at him if I wasn’t frozen solid. I can’t look away. I just watch him push the gun inside me, my rounded eyes barely processing what I’m seeing. What I’m feeling.Slowly, he works the gun inside me, drawing out both pleasure and pain. I clench my jaw, shuddering from his ministrations but refusing to make a sound. I won’t give him that satisfaction.He works the weapon halfway in before the gun retreats to the very tip. I’m allowed a moment’s breath before he buries the entire barrel inside me. I suck in a sharp gasp and let my head fall ba
Sub-Genre: Age-gap Romance, MFThemes: Slight BDSM, Slight Erotica, Lust, Stalker. MALLORY I screech, out of breath and growing weaker, as he pins my flailing body against the wall.“We had a deal, did we not?”A tear spills over my lid. And then another and another until I’m on the verge of sobbing.“Don’t cry, little one,” he coos. “It’s going to get so much worse.”His breath skates over my cheek as he presses himself deeper into my body. He’s so much bigger, his body enveloping me until all I can see, feel, and smell is him. Warmth, leather, that unique scent that belongs to only him, and his black-clad body surrounding me.“I like you scared,” he whispers, sending shivers down my spine. “I like you begging and pleading. Crying out for God to save you.” I feel the touch of his hand on my face, and I flinch away. His fingers lightly trace over my cheekbone to my hair, tucking the loose strands behind my ear. “I like you trembling beneath my touch, uncontrollably.”“You’re sick
Nate (The Cocksleeve)Eli gets back to work, hauling me down onto his cock like he never stopped. He picks up the pace, plants his feet, and really fucks into me quick and hard, my body bouncing on his cock with every wet slam. His forehead drops to my shoulder.“Gonna fill you up,” he says quietly, just for me. “Gonna pump you full. You want that? My cum in your pussy?”Sweet Jesus, I’ve never wanted something so bad in my entire life. So much that I almost say it out loud. I almost tell him yes, please, breed my pussy.Ken exhales smoke through his nose, watching with his dick in hand. “Someone stroke Nate off,” he says, lazy. “Look at his wood—he’s been rock hard this whole time.”Reed sighs. “Fine.”He leans over, his hand closing roughly around my dick, and starts stroking.And then I realize it’s Eli’s hand.Oh, fuck.Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck I held it together through a dry orgasm, four dudes, enough cum to drown in, and approximately one million things happening to me simultan
BDSM, ORGY, Degradation, Dirty TalkNate’s kink is to be objectified by four or more men while he tries his hardest to not make a sound and used like a flashlight by men NATE(the cocksleeve) 🍆🍆💦💦“Shit, shit, shit—” Ben’s hips jerk against my fist, his sweaty forehead thumping my shoulder. “Bro I’m not gonna—I can’t—it’s too—” Reed laughs, breathless. “Already?”“It’s his hand, man, it’s—you don’t understand—” “I’ve got the other one, dipshit.” “Then you get it.”“I’m not about to blow in twenty seconds.”“You don’t know—” Ben’s hips snap forward, his dick throbbing in my palm as he lets out a pathetic, high-pitched whine that has no dignity in it at all. The guys are going to roast him for that for a decade. He rides it out through my fist, shuddering and swearing, and then his grip on my hand goes slack.He slides off the couch onto the floor.“That was like thirty seconds,” Ken says, passing him the joint.“Best thirty seconds of my life.”Eli’s been going this whole time
BDSM, ORGY, Degradation, Dirty TalkNate’s kink is to be objectified by four or more men while he tries his hardest to not make a sound and used like a flashlight by men NATE(the cocksleeve) 🍆🍆💦💦Ken’ cum is still hot inside me, and every time Eli shoves his cock in, it squelches. He fucks it deeper into my guts, grinding it around, churning it up until I can feel it dripping out around his shaft. The nasty sound shouldn’t be this hot. It’s gross. It’s filthy. It’s the sound of another man’s cum getting sloshed around inside me by a second man’s cock. But fuck. It’s proof, isn’t it? Proof that I’m not a person right now. Just a hole. Just a warm, wet, willing piece of fuckmeat they’re passing around.Proof that my insides belong to all of them. That Ken’ load is just lube for Eli, that Eli’s load will be lube for whoever’s next. That my body doesn’t even get a say in what stays inside me.My cock is leaking again. I can feel it smearing against my stomach, hot and sticky, ever
USED LIKE A COCKSLEEVE 7🍆💦BDSM, ORGY, Degradation, Dirty TalkNate’s kink is to be objectified by four or more men while he tries his hardest to not make a sound and used like a flashlight by men NATE(the cocksleeve) 🍆🍆💦💦Reed finally lowers my legs to the couch. The second my thighs drop, gravity wins, and Ken’ cum oozes out of me again, thick and warm, sliding past my rim and pooling under my ass.Ben groans from the floor, sounding totally blown out. “Holy shit, bro. That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”“Bro’s losing his mind,” Reed says, amused. “You just emptied out two minutes ago and you’re already bricked up again.”“Can you blame me? Look at him—taking dick after dick. Bro, I wanna go again so bad. Wanna feel that creamy hole—I don’t care.” “Patience, virgin.” Eli says, moving around the couch. “Your dick needs to recover.”“I’m not a…” “He’s right,” Ken cuts in, and I feel the couch dip as he settles near my feet. “Gotta let the blood flow before you







