Castration Porn Story Novels & Stories

My pussy was so full and sensitive from the first load that every movement sent fresh waves of slick squirting out around his shaft and soaking everything underneath us. The chat alerts kept exploding nonstop and I could hear the tip counter climbing higher with each moan I let out. Kai gripped my hair tighter and yanked my head back so the camera caught my flushed sweaty face straight on. “You hear that Luna? All your fans are paying to watch me breed you like a cheap whore. I am going to knock up my secret little pornstar roommate tonight right on this stream. Imagine it baby, my cum flooding your womb until it takes and everyone gets to see your belly grow because of this.”

As I watched, I couldn’t help but wonder how big Sam might be. One night, after I thought he’d gone to bed, I was online and came across a young man, about eighteen, on a webcam. He had a beautiful, big cock, and I sat there watching him stroke it slowly. Before I knew it, my hand slipped between my legs, and I began playing with my wet pussy.

He slaps it against my pussy a few times, then rubs the head over my clit until I’m shaking again. He pushes back in and repeats the torment—long, deep strokes mixed with filthy words about breeding his little girl, about painting me from the inside, about how no one else will ever have this perfect cunt. By the time he finally lets me come a fourth time, I’m a sobbing, trembling mess of pleasure, still desperately holding the model’s pose. Dad pulls out and strokes himself furiously over my spread pussy. “Tomorrow, baby. Tomorrow Daddy’s going to fill you up while you pose. Going to breed this womb while you stay perfectly still for your artist.”

"Vanessa, I'd like you to tell me in as much detail as possible what happened the night of April tenth." I ran my hands on the table and arched a brow. "My husband and I were watching porn that night." "Why were you guys watching porn that night." "Maybe to turn him on." "So you're not sure." "Am sure." "Go on." "Then something came in on the phone." I paused. "What came in?" "My porn. Me sucking on a man's enormous cock and riding on -" "Enough of the gross detail." "I feel like having a cock right now, both your cocks."

He seemed relieved by the fact I was taking it lightly, but still his face was red. He replied with a chuckle, “Haha, I’m struggling mate, I’ve quit porn and I just can’t finish the job”. I don’t know what came over me, (probably remembering some gay fantasy I’d had) but I said, “there ya go, try that” as I pulled my trousers and boxers down to just below my asscheeks and did a little bounce. I left straight after, almost to leave him with that mental image as he got on with the job at hand. He came to me the next day, and slyly dropped a “got the job done mate” with a chuckle. This made me feel turned on again, which lead me to say “anytime”.

James pulled his shorts down to his ankles and began pumping his big dick during one of the hotter scenes. Earlier that evening, Audrey was only barely able to click off the p**n site before her dad walked into the media room. She was rubbing herself through her shorts and didn't hear him come home. She had an ongoing fantasy about having her way with a big dick, something she had never experienced in her life. The sex she had these last two years since losing her virginity was with men who were seriously lacking between their legs. As a result, she preferred p**n videos that featured more well-endowed men.

The moment her body arched and her walls clenched around him with a scream, his own body stilled as he grunted, cumming inside her, shooting deep. Without a condom. She insisted. And although Patterson’s standard practice was to never fuck without one, Larissa Ferdinand took the trouble to show him her successful tubal ligation procedure that Patterson himself had confirmed with his own resources. And besides, if the report was fake and the woman got pregnant, it’d only get more amusing. For him, that is. Definitely not for the minister.

I begged like a broken animal. “Please Ciara… let me cum… I’ll do anything…” She finally allowed it, but only while she choked me lightly with one hand and pulled my septum ring upward with the other. I came so hard my legs gave out and I hung from the ropes, shaking and squirting down my thighs. After that she made me crawl behind her to the bedroom like a dog. She sat on the edge of my bed and made me worship her feet first, licking between her toes and sucking them while she degraded me.

the bartender unknowingly cursed and his dick twitched as he watched the pair performing once in a lifetime porn, he couldn't help but to palm his dick whilst gulping down. Mia's boyfriend was so engraved on the scene that he didn't know when his dick got rock hard, the irresistible sight also gets to him like it does to others, the moment he decided to calm down was when he became a goner, he began to gulp multiple times "What kind of sex porn is this?" he muttered and subconsciously palmed his dick.

He wailed, a continuous, broken sound as his prostate was hammered over and over. “You’re gonna cum,” I told him, my own release coiling tight in my gut. “You’re gonna cream your stomach without even touching your dick, you desperate slut.” The words tipped him over. His back arched violently off the couch, his ass clamping down on my cock in rhythmic, milking pulses. Strands of white shot from his dick, splattering across his shirt, his throat, his chin. He convulsed, his hole spasming around me, the wet, hot clenches pushing me to the edge.