All Chapters of Forbidden Holes: A Filthy Taboo Collection: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The Man With Three Cocks 2I groaned loudly, tightening my grip on their hair as I started fucking their mouths with more force. All three cocks were being used at once — one deep in a throat, two being stroked and licked, all three covered in their warm spit.The twins were soaked. I could see their thighs glistening.This was only the beginning.Epstein was smiling like a madman. “Make them take all three. I want to see limits broken today.”The twins stood up. Sophia bent over the bed, ass up. Selena lay on her back beside her, her legs spread wide.I didn’t hesitate.I pushed the two upper cocks into Sophia’s tight pussy at the same time. She screamed as both thick shafts stretched her wide. At the same time, I slammed the lower, girthier cock deep into Selena’s pussy.Double vaginal on one twin. Deep penetration on the other.I started thrusting.The feeling was insane — fucking two different pussies with three cocks simultaneously. Sophia was moaning like a whore, her pussy stre

Black Hole -The Breeder’s Maw 2What if I tear? What if I break?My breathing became shaky. My hands trembled. For the first time since stepping on this stage, real panic set in.But then I thought about my little brother lying in that hospital bed. The mounting bills. The way my mother cried every night thinking no one could see her. This money could change everything. This opportunity would never come again.I bit my lip hard, tears already forming in my eyes.‘For him,’ I thought. ‘I have to risk it.’ I looked up at Epstein and gave a small, trembling nod.Epstein grinned like the devil himself. “Amazing! Four cocks. Break her.”They didn’t hesitate.Jamal stayed buried deep inside my womb, refusing to pull out. Darius gripped my head tighter and continued fucking my throat, his heavy balls slapping against my chin. Rico stepped between my legs and forced the fat head of his cock against my already stretched entrance, right beside Jamal’s massive shaft.I screamed around Darius’s c

Special Guest For Special Hole 1KnoxI stood backstage, arms crossed over my broad chest, trying to look like the ex-military hardass everyone saw when they looked at me.Knox Reed. 29 years old. 6'3", built like a tank, covered in tattoos and scars from two tours overseas.No one would ever guess that deep down, I was a broken man with a greedy, ruined hole between my cheeks.My husband, Marcus, died in the same ambush that put me in surgery. The explosion fucked up my pelvis and lower abdomen. The doctors had to reconstruct everything. When I woke up, my asshole was… different. Extremely elastic. Almost no pain. It could take anything.Marcus used to call it my “perfect gift.” After he was gone, I couldn’t even look at myself in the mirror.The military discharged me with honors and a pitiful pension. Medical bills ate the rest. Now I was here — at Epstein’s “Gifts In Men” auditions — because I needed money, but more than that… I needed to feel something again.I needed someone who

FINALEKnoxI sat backstage, still covered in sweat and cum, my body aching in ways I didn’t know were possible.The other performers were scattered around me — Maeve, Marcus, Inez, Juno. All of us raw, exhausted, and strangely bonded by what we had just endured.No one spoke much. The air was thick with the scent of sex, shame, relief, and something else… hope.Epstein had called us all back to the main studio for the final announcement. The lights were dimmer now. The cameras were still rolling, but it felt more intimate. More final.I stared at the floor, my mind replaying everything. The war. The explosion. Marcus’s last words to me before everything went black. The surgeries. The discharge papers. The empty bed I woke up to every single morning.I came here for money. But deep down, I came here hoping someone — anyone — could fill the hole my husband left behind.Now I wasn’t so sure anymore.Epstein walked onto the stage, looking like a king surveying his kingdom. He held a blac

Down the hall, Johnny Thompson was supposed to be playing video games. Instead, he had his headphones on, cock out, stroking slowly as he watched the newest upload from ASlimySlut. He’d found her account two weeks ago and become obsessed. That body—thick thighs, heavy tits, the way her pussy gripped the toy—reminded him too much of his stepmom Grace. He knew it was fucked up. She’d married his dad when he was fourteen, been the only real mom he’d ever had after his biological one bailed. But puberty had hit hard, and living in the same house with her walking around in tight yoga pants and tank tops had turned innocent crushes into late-night fantasies.This video was even better than the last. He stroked faster, his eyes glued to the screen as “Mommy” fucked herself on all fours, moaning about being bred. The way she spanked that fat ass, the creamy wetness coating the dildo, the way her hole clenched when she came… fuck. He was close already.Then something made him pause. He zoomed