Forced Fisting Novels & Stories

Load after load of thick semen was pumped into me until it squirted out with every thrust. They brought out more toys. They clamped my nipples with heavy weights that tugged viciously every time my body jerked. They caned my ass and the soles of my feet until I was sobbing uncontrollably, someone shoved a bottle of beer up my ass and shook it, making me spray everywhere while the crowd cheered.

My view couldn’t have been better from where I was sitting. Once again, after he felt like he could thrust a few more times without losing control, he grabbed my wife’s ass and began thrusting hard. This time, he was squeezing her ass so tightly that his fingernails were white, and I immediately knew it was different. He went past the usual careful three or four thrusts and was really thrusting violently, pulling her ass into his thrusts. Minutes later, he gave a forceful thrust, and his entire body went rigid. The veins on the side of his neck looked as if they would explode. His hand was squeezing and pulling my wife’s ass cheek so forcefully that it looked as if her pûssy would split arou

He grunted at me, my blood stained eyelids slowly opened, I was still gasping for breath. "Go on all fours!" He commanded, I didn't understand what he was about to do next to me, was he going to shove that vibrator into me again? I struggled to raise myself up, he forced me on all fours by himself. "Your c*it is quite ugly!" He spat. My shaky and bruised hand were on the table. he forcefully pushed his c*ck into my asshole.

Looking up at her door she found her Mum standing there with a weary look. “Can I come in ?” asked Jenna, but Emily was too angry to reply to her. “You know baby the last time you got angry at us was about three years ago when we asked you to steer clear from that Jonas guy. Everything we ever did was did your interest.” by this time Jenna was already seated on Emily’s bed as she spoke.

He kept coming towards me and I kept going back till my back touched the wall. " Wow! The pot is calling, the kettle black. You are a liar. Last night you said, I used to irritate you and pull your pigtails. Well, you know I never did that. " He imprisoned me by placing his hands on the wall on my either side. He took a few locks of mine in one of his hand and felt them between his fingers.

, he thought as he swallowed his saliva. Mariana got on him and straddled him a bit before unbuckling his trousers. Valentino didn't do anything, he just let her do as she pleased on him...who is he to refuse such an offer. After fiddling with the belt, she removed it and pulled his trousers down leaving him in his underwear. She smirked when she saw the bulge in his underwear. "I can see you're ready for me", she smirked "Let's make a baby", she smiled as she proceeded to take off his underwear but he held her hand making her pause.

I shouldn't have provoked him, I don't know why I wanted him to punish me, I guess in my mind I thought he was just going to punish me by fucking me not by trying to kill me. I forgot the guy is insane. What was I thinking? I still couldn't get over the fact that he made me pee through my ass and fucked me with his fist, it was very different from two cocks in my pussy, fisting is something I never wanna get used to. I vowed to behave, no more fucking outsiders without permission.

Then he pulled back almost completely before slamming back in with one brutal, forceful thrust that knocked the air out of my lungs. I cried out sharply, the sudden depth and perfect angle making stars burst behind my eyes. Victor grabbed both of my wrists in one large hand and pinned them firmly behind my back, holding me completely helpless against the desk. His other hand gripped my hip with bruising strength. Without any mercy, he started fucking me hard — deep, punishing strokes that made the heavy desk creak and shift beneath me with every violent impact. Each thrust drove his curved cock perfectly against my g-spot, slamming into it over and over with ruthless precision.

He whined when I smacked him with a folder. "Pervert." I hissed, but he only laughed at my annoyed face and poked my nose, and he burst into laughter when I quickly pounded at him, pulling his hair. "Ouch!! Enough that's hurt." He whined, but we quickly went stiff like a block of wood when someone pushed the door open. I pulled Jayson's hair while his hands held my wrist to stop me. Our heads snapped at the door, and Felix stood there wide eye. "Closed the door." Jayson quickly said that snapped Felix from his shock. He quickly slammed the door close, almost ran towards us, and stood in front of us with questioning eyes.

The cold surface pressed against me, and I couldn't help but remember that time he used ice on me. I had the gut feeling that somehow this was going to be worse. Without warning, without even touching me to judge how hard I was, he pushed two fingers inside me, making my legs jump up. I moaned painfully, completely taken by surprise. "I also realized that you're mine to do whatever the fuck I want." He added, thrusting his fingers in and out. "And that's exactly what I'm gonna do." Some might have considered Felix's behavior as aggressive, possessive, and maybe even violent. Not me. I knew exactly how that felt, and this wasn't it.