Ball Gag Pulp Fiction Novels & Stories

"Just don't ask." But Jess was already looking at my neck. "Tanya, are those hickeys?" I touched my neck and winced. Damn it, Gideon. "Oh my God," Gina gasped. "You hooked up with someone? Tonight? After what Kenneth did?" I sat down heavily on my bed. "It's none of your business." "None of our business?" Jess sat beside me. "Babes, Mrs Big Belly is looking for you. She found the party, found the alcohol, and she's threatening expulsion. You need to have a story ready."

As wet as the sticky bubbles of my saliva coating his cock. “Good girl.” He pulls up and pumps in, blasting my throat with so much intensity. I swear I see stars blink in my vision. Or maybe I go dumb for a moment. My mouth is filled. His deep penetration tickles my throat. “Hmm…” I gag on his fat cock. With full force, I grab the sides of the bench and pull back, freeing my mouth, and panting. I gag, tongue out, pouring thick saliva. My eyes roll to the back of my head. I cough and spit out, and the thick lumps slide down my chin and drop on my body.

she murmured around my shaft, her hands cupping my balls, massaging them as she deep-throated me, gagging but pushing through. "Fuck yes—swallow it all," I groaned, fucking her face roughly, my hips snapping forward until my cock hit the back of her throat. Saliva dripped from her chin, mixing with the remnants of her arousal, creating strings that connected us in our filth. She looked up at me with those hazel eyes, now dark with lust, begging for more without words. I pulled out, strings of spit following, and slapped my cock against her cheek—once, twice—marking her further.

"Gulaab, hum nahi jaante humne aapke saath kal raat kya kiya. Lekin, hum kabhi nahi chahte the vo sab. Hum bass aapko or Ibrahim ko saath dekhke khafa the. Or apne khwabgah me aake mandira nosh farma rahe the. Hume bass itna yaad hai ki hum pee rahe the or aap aayi thi. Humne kabhi nahi socha tha... Ki hum aapke saath kabhi bhi esi ghinoni harkat karenge. Begum hai aap hamari. Aap to kya hum kisi bhi aurat ko chune se pehle das bar sochenge. Naa jane humse ye gunah kese ho gyaa. Hum nahi jaante ki humne aap kitna dard kal raat. Lekin, hum aapse bass itna kehna chahte hai ki aapko pasand karne lage hai... Or aap jo bhi saja dengi Hume manjoor hogi. Chahe to hamari jaan le lijiye." "Gulaab, I

I hаd аn аwful feeling іt didn’t have аnуthіng rеmоtеlу tо dо with mаkіng a сuрра. Hіѕ eyes flashed uр from thе mаgаzіnе. “It’ѕ when уоu suck оn a guу’ѕ bаllѕ, tаkіng thеm deep іntо your mоuth аѕ fаr аѕ уоu can. Thе ѕеnѕаtіоn іѕ іnсrеdіblе. I lоvе getting mу balls ѕuсkеd.” Hе сlоѕеd hіѕ eyes mоаnіng lіghtlу like hе wаѕ hаvіng a flashback, and I instantly grіmасеd.

I’m full of cock and cum, and I want one more. I’m greedy. Sue me. Gavin’s focus breaks for only a moment as he starts to come, and I take advantage, swallowing him down. When he tries to pull back, I trap his piercing in my teeth. He laughs once. “Bad girl!” He doesn’t mean it.

Before I could protest, Alpha Galan had already tossed my panties to the ground, leaving my wet honeypot. "Fuck! Theia, you're damn wet." He smiled at the sight of it as he glanced upwards to look at my face but I buried it on the pillow, my cheeks crimson in embarrassment. Alpha Galan didn't say anything further as he buried his head in my milky way, using his tongue and finger to do the trick while I let out a hushed moan. He was at it again, again to give the immense torture instead of pleasure. He dug his tongue inside my pussy hole as I wizzled out in agony of pleasure, from the sharp pain I felt underneath. Alpha Galan didn't stop at anything as he kept sulking and licking on my juice

"Suck it, you dirty little bitch, swallow that pre-cum and let me feel your tongue swirling around the rim while I squeeze these big black balls of mine." "Your balls are like avocados, King, they're so full and tight and I just want to squeeze them while I milk this giant shaft with my other hand." "You're a natural, Bambi, I knew you were a closeted slut the first time I saw you, and now you're proving me right by drooling all over my dick.”

Bella I gasped, pulling away. Stared at him and looked down at his cock. I gripped it hard, my fingers digging in, then spat on the head, watching the saliva slide down the shaft before I swallowed him whole. I forced him deep until my nose pressed into his pubic hair, my throat convulsing around him. I gagged loudly—wet, choking sounds—tears streaming instantly, mascara running black down my cheeks. Spit poured from the corners of my mouth, dripping onto my tits, coating his balls in a slick mess.

Ferguson's jaw clenched even harder, his grip on his bottle of beer tightened, his teeth ground against each other and his eyes became darker as he threw Jonathan an offended look, but unfortunately, Jonathan didn't seem to notice -he's lost in his storytelling. "Fûck man, that chick almost got my pants in a twist, any man would get blue balls just by taking a glance at her, that's how hot she was" he paused. He folded his lower lip in his mouth and smiled widely, his mind had thrown him back to the scene of their brief conversation. "And even though she was wearing Gus's shirt, I could see her firm breasts and…"