Extreme Pussy Torture Porn Novels & Stories

Then he slapped my sensitive nipples hard, making me cry out. He tortured me like that for what felt like forever — fucking my ass and pussy in turns with his cock and the dildo, bringing me right to the edge of orgasm again and again, only to stop and leave me throbbing and empty. Every time I got close he choked me or slapped my ass, keeping me right on the brink. Tears of frustration ran down my face. My pussy was swollen and leaking everywhere. The floor beneath me was wet with my juices. “Alex… please… I can’t take it anymore,” I sobbed. “Let me cum. I’ll do anything.”

I made her ride me while I pulled the chain connecting her nipple clamps. “Bounce on it like the cheap whore you are. Show me how you fuck your lovers.” She rode desperately, tears streaming, but her pussy was dripping. I made her cum repeatedly while calling her every degrading name — cumrag, worthless wife, blackmail bitch, sadistic toy. Later, I brought out a double-ended dildo and scissored with her brutally, our cunts mashed together as I controlled the rhythm. I slapped her face and choked her while we tribbed. The finale was me making her eat my pussy for nearly forty minutes straight while I sat on her face in a reverse facesit, whipping her pussy the entire time. She made me cum mul

As she walked out of the shot, headed to put her computer away, I wheeled my chair over to where I could pull some tissues from the box, and clean up the jism that was about to run down my sides. As I mopped up the thick goo, I fast-reversed the video to the shot of the laptop screen. After a couple of attempts, I got it frozen on the right frame, and then I zoomed the screen to blow up the image. I recognized the shot as being near the end of a hot girl-girl scene from a p**n video called Extreme Sex, Part-2. It featured a sexy female teacher coercing a young-looking innocent-acting female college student to have sex with her in order to keep from being expelled.

“Damn, that’s beautiful! Come here Lil’ D and look at how pretty your girl’s pussy looks.” I whimper when I feel my Dom insert his fingers into me while I’m spread open. It’s a weird feeling, but once again, I’m turned on by it. They have Beth hold my free leg up and off to the side as they do as they wish to me. One of Jude’s ideas is pussy torture. My poor girl is going to get abused hard, not being able to come right away, and then once Jude does allow me to come, he will be giving me forced orgasms until he feels like I’ve had enough.

"Could eat this pussy forever. Could live between your thighs." "Stranger, I'm close." My thighs are shaking, muscles burning. "Please, please, please, I need to cum." He groans and the vibration sends me over. I cum hard, thighs clamping around his head, suffocating him while I ride out the waves. He can't breathe. I'm smothering him with my pussy and he doesn't try to stop me, doesn't tap out, just keeps licking and drinking me down while I shatter above him.

I pulled it out slowly. She laid there like a log of wood, I climbed all over her taking full charge, I devoured her lips as I took out another toy. The rose. I turned the other side and placed it on her clit as her legs were spread out. The vibration it made, the sound, I saw her shaking, looking breathless feeling satisfied seeing her that way. I used the opportunity to cease her lips even more, she grabbed my hand silently begging for my pardon from this torture, but I wasn’t going to listen until I was fulfilled and just when I felt flushed seeing her that way. I took out the handcuffs, I cuffed her two hands together over her head so she won’t be able to move or help herself from my tor

I barked as her body convulsed violently. Quinn was pretty much sitting on my lap when her orgasm hits, and I thrusted even harder into her ass, moving my hand from her hair to her throat and choking her as the hand that had been playing with her pussy now snaked from my side around her and back to her pussy. “Ahhh. Ahhhhh. Ahhhhh. MASTER!” She screamed as she shook and groaned, grinding on me as her orgasm crashed down on her like a fucking wrecking ball but I didn’t stop, I continued with my abuse of her body.

Once her pussy gash was opened he pushed his tongue in and up her tight little hole. “Yeeeeuukkkkk!” she cried out and then went into a fit of yelling and struggling as the man’s long, pink tongue wriggled around in excited exploration of her pussy tunnel. Tessa bucked her hips and tried to close her legs but his great strength prevented that and his hold on her wrists pinioning her hands to her buttocks. Slowly, very slowly, he licked her pussy inside and out, moaning his pleasure at the taste of her as the water droplets cascaded down on them and ran in rivulets between her thighs.

i let out a low gasps. I can hear my mind screaming about how wrong all of this is. If mom find's out her boyfriend is pleasuring me right now, things cannot be good for either of us. But dad voice is too intoxicating, i cannot stop. I climbed even higher in ecstasy as he slip his hands under my panties. My clit is so swollen and my juice are dripping, then his finger move with purpose against my clit, each stroke faster than the last one and unable to hold it any longer a moan escape from my lip but dad is quick to cover my mouth with the blanket to prevent my mom from hearing.

"Now... I want you to stand up. Go to the mirror." Lucas obeyed, his legs stiff. The mirror showed him standing—a little bent over, his eyes moving quickly. Adrian walked around him slowly, watching, fixing things without saying a word. A hand lifted, straightening Lucas’s shoulders, his stance, the way he held his head. Each touch was exact, claiming, close, and yet clearly meant to teach him. Adrian brought out his cock and entered Lucas from behind. Lucas jumped in fright. "You jump," Adrian said, finally speaking. "Every time I touch you, you jump. That's not graceful. That's fear. And fear is not allowed. You will not jump. Never. Do you hear me?"