Belly Button Torture Porn Novels & Stories

Aeron edges me with the vibrator pressed firm to my clit while Tristan fingers my ass, stretching the tight ring. Zayden makes me watch in a mirror across the room as Zephyr pounds a huge dildo in and out of my dripping hole, the wet squelching sounds filling the red-lit room. Every time my pussy starts fluttering, every time my toes curl and my back arches as high as the bonds allow, they stop. Pull away. Slap my clit lightly, degrading me with filthy words. It’s absolute torture. They know what I want, but they’re not giving it to me.

Lorenzo stood still, speechless for a moment, then quietly closed the door behind him and walked closer. “You are unbelievable,” Lorenzo said, turning toward the television seeing a top slam his bottom mercilessly. His eyes widened, and his face drew tight as he turned back to Jesse. “What the f**k!” he burst out. “That’s brutal.” He stared at the screen for a moment longer, his stomach twisting as the scene played on. The top in the video slowly pulled his fourteen-inch d**k from the bottom's butth*le. The bottom's butth*le pouted open, leaking semen.”

, he said softly “Daddy please ... .it's hurting so bad”, I was seriously in pain but I guess he was so lost in his desires that he didn’t notice. I tried to pull away but his grip was so tight as he fucked me harder. I didn’t even realize how hurt I was until tears rolled slowly down my chin. Just then he pulled out and splashed his fluid on my breast and down to my belly button. I took a breath that I didn’t realize I had been holding since. “Yeah… now you look just exactly like my whore”, he said as he shot a smile and stood up. I was so tired to even move an inch. But I was surprised as he took his camera from the table.

My pussy gave a hard squeeze around the still-buzzing toy and I felt a fresh gush of wetness slide down my thighs. I wanted to disappear, but at the same time my body was reacting in ways that made me ashamed of how turned on I suddenly felt. He held up his phone, screen bright and clear. “Already screenshotted the whole damn thing, babe. Your face is crystal clear. That little purple toy buried balls deep in your dripping pussy while you cream all over it like a desperate whore. Nice angle by the way, really shows how much you love stretching that cunt for strangers.” My stomach dropped, but my pussy clenched again even harder.

She was strapped tightly in place. He places a large metal hook with a ball on the end that went up in her tight rear passage and the other end went up her lower back and ends in a ring. He pulls her hair into a ponytail and ties it to the ass hook so that her head was pulls up and the ball was forced deep into her insides. Her facial expression is full of agony He stands behind her and rubs her butt, sometimes fingering her pussy or pressing the hook further into her asshole. She silently accepts the torture he is inflicting to her.

He had me unfold my pussy with my knees up, my wings flared in the back of me, as though I was a humiliated, defiled, and tortured angel, something made all of the worse with how my pussy gaped from the toy he'd had inflated inner of me after he had removed it. He had me roll over so he would see his work closer, purring over how a number of the needles nevertheless welled with my blood. He spanked me and had me unfold my asscheeks, making me display off my hole, then made me display off his lousy marks of tit torture from earlier. He shifted the digicam. "How many needles did you put on me?" I asked. He softly stated, without counting, "134." 134. So many and so cautiously positioned of the

I'm more than willing to take him all in and immediately he starts thrusting in and out, I hold onto the wall with all my strength and he continues thrusting into me, each stroke becoming harder each passing time. Jeremy is squatting in front of me while still playing with my boobs and also kissing me allover. He almost makes me lose balance when he sucks at my belly button, giving me a bout of orgasm and I shake vigorously while doing my release. He notices that the belly button is giving me so much pleasure therefore he decides to continue with the torture. His brother is at the back giving me back to back strokes while he's torturing my boobs and other parts of my front body. I squeal and

I was hot, flushed and aching at the groin, I couldn’t be tortured! “No. Jack, please.” I breathed, shaking my head to him. Oh no, he was going to torture me! He licked his fingers painfully slow, and ran his tongue over his bottom lips seductively. He got his rocks off seeing me suffer, I was sure. “Will you defy me again?” he purred, introducing his fingers between my thighs. I whimpered, I couldn’t deal with his torturing tactics today. He slowly entered me with two fingers, jerking them repeatedly along my G-spot.

I sent a text. I was stark naked when I heard the knock. Not only naked, I had reached for my toothbrush and it was half in me. I ignored the knock at first. I focused on pleasure. My hand was on my right breast and the other hand was working the toothbrush at uneven rhythm. I was turning on my couch and I loved it. Yeah I went for Pornhub, I was watching a threesome with two girls and a big cock pounding them. That’s what I wanted. To join Donald and his beauty blonde. I got something better.

The messages were from Stephen. 'Hello My dear beautiful Bella. I missed you so much but now that I have you we can always recreate the old memories. Can't we?' Bella felt nauseous seeing the smiling emoji in the message. She read further and everything around her stopped. ‘I am sending you a small video of yours on your knees, I have the full version. I jerk myself off watching it since you left me, beautiful Bella. Now don't try to spoil my fun again and do as I say because if you don't, I will make you the wet dream of every male in the world. Porn sites will make you famous. So choose wisely, Bella. It's either me or the whole world will enjoy the sight of your body. I will be waiting fo