Caged Fury Nude Scenes Novels & Stories

"Suck 'em raw! Bite my nipples till they bleed! I'm ovulating --my womb's screaming for your seed!” “Please, Kelvin, I need your hot cum flooding me… Don't make this horny bitch wait! Use me, breed me! Fuck me like you fucking mean it!” I cried out as he released stinging smacks on my tits. He latched on like a starving wolf, sucking one nipple viciously while his teeth gnawed the other, tugging until I howled. Juices squirted down my thighs, soaking my stockings. His other hand ripped my thong aside to ram three thick fingers into my sloppy, fertile hole

Beast Oh. My. God. He. Is. Gorgeous. And naked. HE’S NAKED!!! I close my eyes tightly, turning my head around. “What do you mean torture?!” Puppy – well not puppy anymore – growls furiously at Delta, not caring that he’s FUCKING NAKED!

The chrome cage shines in the dim light and Ted lets out a soft, muted laugh. “Someone’s clearly been a bad boy. Let’s show him how his wife is supposed to be fucked, Teddie. Show him how that thick cock can make her cream.” Your body trembles, your lust and want building as you watch his cock stretching her open with each deep stroke. You can hear your wife’s muffled moans, her tongue working across Cathy’s clit and picking up pace as her body starts to shake. Cathy reaches down and squeezes your wife’s hard nipples between her fingers.

I thundered, “Is that understood?” “Y…yes sir.” They all muttered. “Now, get out!” I spat, my voice dripping with anger, they scrambled around picking up their stuff, until there were none in the room. My breath came out heavy, my fury burning just beneath my skin. I turned back to the screen and walked closer. The footage was paused at a frame that made my jaw clench. Cassandra. She stayed in the center of the cage, her hair a fine mess, skin flushed, her chest rising and falling.

Naked on his laps with his fingers owning my pussy. He ran his fingers into my pussy in violent jerks, that I lost the ability to see clearly. The black of my eyes rolled to the back of my head, leaving the white layer at the mercy empty of vision. The good part was that I was about to cum, but the best part was that I couldn't hold it much longer. The intensity threatened to run me insane, and I was afraid I would lose my memories like Ludovic, if I held on to it in the next minute.

I typed fast, pulse already hammering. First search: amateur gày blowjob compilation. Too soft. Skipped. Next: raw breeding bareback. Closer, but still not it. I muttered under my breath, scrolling thumbnails. “Come the fück on… give me something filthy.” “Rough gày dom/sub… no, too staged.” Cursor hovered. “Fück, prison shower scene? Lame.” Clicked anyway. Watched ten seconds of bad lighting and fake grunts. Closed the tab. “Shít. Useless.”

Even though his eyes were fixed on the Arena, his gaze seemed flat. A woman stood in the middle of a closed cage surrounded by bold red iron bars. The woman’s body looks limp, with her hands and feet tied to a pole in the middle of the cell. She covered only with a bra and G-string. Thousands of men surround the cage with a lecherous stare, their lustful eyes glued to her nakedness.

The sphere responded instantly. Golden fog swirled violently inside the glass. A pulse of light flared outward as if struck by a shockwave. A sound echoed through the tower, thin and sharp, almost like a cry. Then, the fog inside the sphere condensed into a tiny image. It was a hand unlike any human's, made up of clawed fingers with pale skin marked with a jagged symbol. Theon inhaled sharply. “This is not shifter magic.” Corvin leaned closer. “What is that?”

Cassian wrapped his palm around Nagur's cock and began pumping him fast and hard till spurts of cum shot and he screamed. ‎