All Chapters of PORN-STURBATION: 50 Shades Of Forbidden Steamy Short Stories: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

He unzipped his fly, his heavy, thick length springing free, pulsing with a desperate, angry need. He grabbed the base of his cock and lined it up against her soaking entrance, the friction making her whimper. "Are you ready for a real education, Teacher? One you'll actually remember?"“Yesssss, please.”He slammed into her. It wasn't like the others. This felt different—deeper, more violent, as if he wanted to reach her very soul. Tracie let out a scream that was raw and high-pitched, a sound of pure shock. "Mmm-nnn-gh! Ohhh! Haaa-ah! Andra! It’s... it’s too much! Stop... mmm-ph! You’re... you’re... ooooohhh!""Shut the fuck up!" Andra growled, his teeth bared in the dark. He started at a brutal, unrelenting pace. He was using his full weight to drive into her, the small desk creaking and groaning under the impact. Every thrust was a heavy, wet slap that echoed off the lockers. He was hitting her cervix with every stroke, a deep, blunt ache that sent waves of fire through her belly.

He forced me down onto my knees between his thick thighs. I looked up at him, my vision blurred by tears. His cock was right in front of my face, pulsing and angry. It looked twice as big as anything I’d ever seen. I could smell the heat coming off his skin. How am I supposed to fit that in my mouth? I wondered, my chest tight with panic. It's going to tear me apart. "Open," he commanded, tapping the tip of his length against my closed lips. The skin was velvet-soft but the weight behind it was terrifying. I opened my mouth just a crack, sobbing quietly, and he didn't wait. He shoved the head of his cock past my teeth. I gagged instantly, my eyes stretching wide. He was so wide he stretched the corners of my mouth until they burned. Oh god, I'm going to choke!My hands reaching out to grip his knees for balance. I can't do this. I'm going to die right here. "Yeah, that’s it," he moaned, a low vibration coming from his chest. "Take the head. Feel how big I am, Blon

The man with the short dreadlocks didn't wait for me to move. He grabbed my hips and flipped me over until I was on all fours in the middle of the big bed. My head was hanging low, and my blonde hair was damp with sweat, brushing against the silk sheets. I felt like a broken doll. My body was already buzzing from the other two, but he was fresh and hungry. "Look at this," he hissed, his voice full of dark excitement. "She’s shaking like a leaf. You ready to earn that phone, Blondie? You ready to see how a real man moves?" I couldn't even answer. I just gripped the sheets with my fingernails. Suddenly, I felt the heavy, blunt head of his cock press against my pussy. It was soaking wet from the mess the others had left on my skin. He didn't go slow. He lunged forward, his full weight slamming into me. "Augh! Oh god!" I cried out. The sound echoed in the quiet, dark room. He was thick, and he was hitting me with a raw, animal force. My back arched as he pushed deep, filling me up unti

The man with the short dreadlocks didn't wait for my permission. He knelt between my shaking, spread legs and stared at the mess. I was dripping with the thick, white release of the other two giants. It was smeared across my inner thighs and leaking slowly from my ruined holes. "Look at all this cream," he whispered, his eyes dark with a sick kind of hunger. "It’s a shame to let it just soak into the sheets. I think I’ll have a little snack before we're done with you, Blondie." I was too weak to move. I just watched, my chest heaving, as he leaned down. His tongue was long and rough. He started at my mid-thigh, licking upward in slow, heavy strokes. I felt the heat of his mouth against my cold, sweat-slicked skin. It was humiliating, but my body was so overloaded that even this felt like a jolt of electricity. "Mmm-ph... stop... please, I'm so... ahhh ohh... sensitive... ohh sensitive," I cried, but it sounded more like a moan. He ignored me. He reached my pussy and began to lap a

"Mmm-nnn-gh!" She let out a long, shaky moan as she lowered herself onto me. She didn't go slow. She sank all the way down, her eyes rolling back as I filled her completely. The sensation was incredible. I was deep inside her, the friction of her tight walls sending fresh jolts of electricity through my spine. She started to move, her hips rolling in a heavy, desperate rhythm. "Oh, Jordan... you're so thick," she panted, her hands digging into my shoulders. "I’ve been thinking about this since the moment I pulled into the lot. Every time you look at me with those grease-stained hands, I just want to feel you inside me." "Mrs. Smith... mmm-ph... you're gonna make me lose it," I groaned. I was thrusting up as much as the truck frame would allow, my hips hitting the bottom of the creeper with a steady *thud-thud-thud*. The space was tight, the air was hot, and the smell of her perfume was mixing with the scent of engine oil. It was raw. It was wrong. And it was the best thing I’d eve