Forced Fisting Novels & Stories

The silver-haired woman added a fifth finger to my ass, fisting me fully, the stretch intense, while the leader pulled out her hand, replacing it with the larger strap-on, entering my pussy with a brutal thrust. They rotated, the brunette fucking my pussy with the strap-on, the leader riding my face, her cunt grinding against my tongue. The petite woman sucked my clit, her fingers joining the silver-haired woman’s in my ass, six digits now, fisting me with a relentless rhythm. The tattooed woman moved to my tits, tribbing against them, her juices coating my skin, while the silver-haired woman added the double-headed dildo to my pussy, fucking me alongside the fisting. I came again, pussy and

It had been a habit for them to meet up every weekend and have straight sex until Monday morning. Once they were done stimulating themselves, Kelly bent Trisha on her fours. Trisha widened her legs giving her the access she needed for their next foreplay. Kelly plunged her whole fist inside Trisha's pussy with a force that sent a zap through Trisha's body. Trisha arched her back from the thrust, her body vibrating with excitement as Kelly began to fist her roughly. “Oh! You are the best Kelly!" “Harder! Don't have mercy on me!" She moaned as Kelly rammed her pussy with her fist.

He forced himself in with a dry, punishing thrust that made Rafferty’s spine arch in a silent scream. The friction was a white-hot blade. Ignatius pounded, his hips slamming against the chair with a mechanical, frantic rhythm. Slap. Slap. Slap. The sound was raw, drowning out the muffled vibration of the phone in the drawer. Ignatius’s sweat was a cold, greasy film, dripping onto Rafferty’s chest. He grabbed Rafferty’s chin, forcing him to look at the ceiling. "Say it! Say you’re mine!"

It was so amusing. Beast reminiscised about the good memories of the last moment of their boss. He had ripped out all of his nails... Then chopped off all his fingers; little by little... Then came the exciting part, as he pulled his tongue out and severed it to shut him up...He was making too much noise screaming, which annoyed him... He wanted to play with him so much more, but his toy was about to pass out... So he stabbed the knife in his stomach and ripped all his guts out....

It's just so difficult to listen to orders and follow them. My ass has had a very difficult time especially since it's just been Damian's 29th birthday. I planned a day for him where we had sex in the morning, went out for dinner at his favourite restaurant at lunch, came home and had more sex, and then went to the playroom for an intense scene where I let him do whatever he wanted to me. Unfortunately he wanted to try fisting with me and pulled on some black latex gloves. He tied me on the swing with my legs in the air and took his time pushing more and more of his hand into me. It's crazy how I go from never bottoming in my life to having a man's fist in me. He didn't even just put one fis

I had brought Chasity in to distract me from Brook, but when I saw her standing in the door to her suite, I had wanted to toss Chasity out and go to Brook. Closing my eyes again, I shook my head to try to clear the image. When I opened them again, it was Chasity I was seeing. I was beyond frustrated right now and gritting my teeth, I rammed into her mouth until I could feel the back of her throat. With hard fast thrusts, I kept pounding into her until I felt my nuts tense up.

I did not give her time to adjust and start thrusting violently. "Ahh h Al-ph-a p-le-as-e s-lo-w do--wn ahhhh". I pulled her head back from the mattress by her hair so hard that she cried out in pain. I got annoyed with her cry so I left her head forcefully with a jerk and put her thong in her mouth to stop her annoying cries. I kept pondering over her. Thrust after thrust I fucked her while forcing her head deep in the mattress .

He used two oiled up fingers to get my asshole soft and ready for Felix. I lubed the black fucker up real good then reached around and slid him inside me. I moaned as the head filled me and moved deeper into my quivering asshole. Faiz had his phone in one hand, focusing the camera on the dildo squishing loudly in and out of my nasty hole while his other hand was working his stiff cock. “That looks fun, baby.” He said behind me. “You do it, now.” I said.

Soon, his entire fist pushed inside me, knuckles deep, and he growled against my clit, "Gotta stretch this tight pussy for my big dick, baby. Get you ready to take every inch without breaking." "Keep going!" I cried out, my voice hoarse, nails digging into his scalp as pain and pleasure blurred into something mind-shattering. "Stretch me… fuck, it feels so good!" Nate fucked me with his fist, thrusting deep and hard while his mouth latched onto my clit, sucking and flicking with his tongue. My juices gushed out around his wrist, splashing onto his face and into the pool below with each brutal plunge. I was a mess, sobbing his name, my walls clenching desperately around the invasion.

“I’m going to fist this ruined pornstar cunt and then destroy it with the cock you’ve been begging for.” He worked a fourth finger into my pussy, then his entire fist. The brutal stretch made me scream into the pillow. My belly bulged visibly with every deep punch of his fist against my cervix. At the same time, he forced a third finger deeper into my asshole, scissoring me open. “Push it out, whore. Show Daddy that prolapsed pornstar pussy.” I bore down hard, moaning like a broken animal. My cunt prolapsed beautifully...swollen pink rosebud pushing outward around his wrist as he kept fisting me. Victor groaned in dark approval and slapped the sensitive flesh hard, making me squirt messily o