Novel & Cerita Forced Bi Sex Stories

He slams into me with a force that leaves me breathless and helpless, his hands pinning mine above my head as he thrusts deeper and harder. He is trying to remind me that this is not lovemaking. It's a cruel game of domination and control, and I am nothing but a pawn in his twisted desires. Suddenly, it happens. I feel the heat building up inside me once more. Before I can form a coherent thought, he slams into me one last time, and I shatter into a million pieces, my body shaking uncontrollably. Vincent collapses on top of me, both of us panting. "Look at me," he orders.

One hand reached around to rub her clit while the other gripped her hip hard enough to bruise. “Tell me how it feels having a real man’s cock in your ass while your husband sits at home jerking off to the thought of you paying his debts.” Lena’s voice broke. “It feels… so full… so deep…” Victor slapped her ass again. “Louder. Tell me whose pussy this is now.” “Yours!” she cried out as he started pounding her harder. “It’s yours… oh God…”

He fucked her with raw, emotional strokes until both of them came, shaking, her name and his mixed together. Afterward they sat on the floor with their backs against the desk and talked seriously. The age difference. The department. The fact that the old power imbalance no longer existed but the memory of it still lived in both of them. The conversation was honest, adult, and free of the old roles. Neither of them looked away. That night Steven had Debra on her hands and knees in his bed. One hand tangled in her hair, the other gripping her hip, he drove into her with deep, steady thrusts.

I Let My Best Friend Hold Me Down While Her Boyfriend Fucks Me ( F x Fx M ) Chapter 3 Jake strokes his thick, heavy cock while he stares at my soaked pussy. Mia pins my wrists above my head against the couch. “Be a good girl for him,” she whispers in my ear. “Take that big dick like the desperate slut you are.” I shake with nerves. “I’m straight… this feels like too much…” Mia laughs gently and kisses me. “Your pussy does not seem to agree. It is dripping for my boyfriend’s cock.”

Do I need to tell him that I have not had another boy or man touch me, and he is the only man I have ever had? "Like a depravity. Fuck, Moh, do you have any idea how long I have wanted to break you open like this?" Then, he began to move. He didn't start slow. He withdrew until he was almost out, the friction of the withdrawal making me whimper, before slamming back into me with a rhythmic, brutal force. The bookshelf groaned behind us, the wood creaking with every thrust. I was a puppet in his hands, my body jolting with the impact of his weight.

"Bounce on that dick while I watch this ass." Then he brought the vibrator again, this time he pressed it right against my clit while I rode Hillian. "Fuck her harder," Robin told Hillian. "Make her cum on your cock again." I came a fifth time, shaking, and holding onto Hillian’s shoulders for balance. Tears pricked my eyes from how intense it was. "Good girl," Hillian groaned. "Soak my cock. That’s it." Robin replaced Hillian inside me, still in the same position. Hillian’s hands were on my breasts, and his mouth on my neck while Robin drove into me from behind, still working the toy on me.

She screamed when she had the chance to go near me. I acted shocked, then laughed. “Oh yes, I am. If you want to find further details, go ask your boyfriend how his hard cock satisfied this pussy of a whore. That might help you to pleasure him more so he wouldn’t need to look for a new pussy to fill in with his cock.” Then I walked away. Our forbidden sex continued for the rest of the trip. There were times when we’d do it in the bathroom, on the outside, in the darkest area of the island, and more.

Biceps bulging, lips buried in her neck, Alan rode her to the heights of the top, his fingers stimulating her wet pink sensitive nipples. It was as though he were working out, letting out his frustrations on her, and it was exactly what she needed at that moment. No softness. No rationality. Just straight up fucking. It was as though he could read her mind. Those callused fingers held her wrists captive, pulling her legs apart as he rode her to the counter, his dick hitting her deep and hard. All she could do was take it, her big tits bouncing as she was fucked like a bitch, her back arched and hips rising to meet him at every turn.

She immersed her feet in a platter filled with red coloured liquid and then she walked into our home leaving red foot marks behind. After a few more rituals, bhabhi asked her to follow her. She got up and followed her. I was really tired and was fed up of all the people who were teasing me. Are they crazy?? What is so funny or romantic about our situation. I just wanted to go and sleep but didn't want to go to my room. I can't share a room with her. But what about dad? He would make me do what I don't want to. Am I seriously, his own son ?

“Woah! You must be really good. I cannot wait to see what you will do with my dick.” “Me too…your pink dick and dark balls would surely love me.” “I know they would and your mouth cam be their safe homes.” “Yes,of course. Have you had sex with a woman before? I know you are bi.” “Yes i have but you know how women are. Always falling in love on a first fuck when all you want is to fuck and leave. They also do not give good heads.” “I know right? Always using that teeth to hold onto your skin and they never let a dick enter into their throats deeply. I prefer doing my secual stuffs with men.”