Chloroform Rape Porn Novels & Stories

The degradation of kneeling in my own basement, sucking my husband’s best friend while my husband slept upstairs, sent another rush of heat through my body. Victor suddenly pulled me up by my hair, not harshly but with clear control. He lifted me onto the old wooden workbench, laying me on my back. The surface was unforgiving against my skin, but I barely noticed it. He spread my thighs wide, exposing my cum-filled pussy completely. His seed continued to drip from my stretched entrance, the sight making his cock twitch visibly.

“Our perfect little whore. Taking father and son like she was born for it.” Victor leaned down, biting the soft flesh of her breast hard enough to leave a mark. “You’re going to come for both of us. Right now.” He reached between them and rubbed her clit fast and firm while hammering into her. The combination shattered her. Sophia came with a broken, muffled scream, her pussy clamping down around Victor’s thick cock, gushing around him as her whole body shook violently. Victor followed with a deep groan, flooding her again. Damien pulled back and painted her tits and throat with thick ropes of cum, marking her visibly.

Grabbing one of her boobs, Emily grunted when she felt her orgasm was slowly disappearing before she could even get to it, and that wasn’t what she wanted. Frustrated, she reached for her phone and after searching for only a few seconds, she finally found a video that suited her taste amongst the multiple ‘hardcore rape’ videos. She returned to the table, and as the video played, as the woman struggled with the three men that were about to fuck her, their big cocks dangling in her face as one of them slapped her so that she would open her mouth and take the dick by force. While the woman had put up one hell of a fight, she was no match for three men stronger than her. One of them had her pin

BLAIRE I gripped Raymond’s massive shoulders, my knuckles turning white as I slammed my weight down onto him. The leather of the sofa creaked under us, but the sound was drowned out by the wet, rhythmic slap of our bodies meeting. Every time I rose and fell, his thick cock buried itself deeper into my aching core, stretching me until I felt like I was going to burst. I was taking every inch of him, my pussy walls stretching and gripping the dark, heavy length of his shaft as I moved.

I wrapped my hand around the base, stroking slowly and firmly, savouring the friction. To amp it up, I grabbed my phone from the side table, thumbing open a private browser. Porn—something quick and dirty. I scrolled to a video of a brunette in a rain-soaked shirt, her body arching as a guy peeled it off. The actress moaned, it was fake but effective to heighten the mood, her tits bouncing as he fucked her against a wall.

Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat. On the laptop, a chat window scrolled wildly with messages: tips pouring in, hearts exploding, filthy requests flooding the screen. “Fuck yourself harder, slut!” “Shove it deeper!” “You’re such a dirty whore today!” Euro amounts flashed with each donation—€50, €100, €500—adding up insanely fast. Zara was a cam whore. A filthy, successful one, by the looks of it.

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.”

The report also showed she had several fractures to her nose and a dislocated jaw so the surgery had her looking quite different than she previously looked– still incredibly pretty though. “Damn”, he breathed as he reverted his eyes back to the video and struggled understanding the position the male actor had her in. She appeared to be super flexible. In a video, she was in a headstand while she had her pussy eaten, then she was in the splits and taken from behind, then she had her legs behind her ears while a black actor with a huge cock drilled her deep and hard. She sucked dicks like her life depended on it. She obviously enjoyed herself in every video, there were no fake loud moans or ov

“So, you killed Richmond, huh? Calm voice says and approaches me. He looks more dignified, just like his voice. He’s like the ringleader here. I’d say he’s Professor X, but this man looks like he likes to get his hands dirty, so he’s probably Beaupre from Home Alone 3. He even looks a little like him. All that’s missing is his black eyes. I wish I had a black spray paint with me. I giggle. “Yes, Beaupre, I did. Tore him to shreds, too. I don’t think much of him was left after.” He nods, eyes glinting with malice. He moves towards me with intent, but I hold a hand up. “Hold your horses, Beaupre. A side effect of chloroform is nausea and vomiting. You want to get vomit all over your fancy shoe

Lian’s nails dug into Cheng’s shoulders, a sharp cry escaping as Cheng bottomed out, filling him completely. They stilled for a moment, breaths mingling, Cheng’s forehead pressed to Lian’s. Then he moved—pulling back and slamming in deep, setting a rhythm that was hard and unyielding. Deep strokes, each one hitting deep inside, grinding against Lian’s prostate with every thrust. The bed creaked under them, skin slapping against skin as Cheng fucked him relentlessly.