Forced Lemon Novels & Stories

Brenda picked up her box wrapped in pink foils and with a warm smile went in. Lesley stared at the closed door.... she didn't feel like going anymore. Brenda's gift looked very enticing. Everyone was looking disappointed too. She brought out a can of juice and gulped some of it. Five minutes passed and yet Brenda hadn't come out. People held sad disappointed faces. Lesley sighed; another futile interview.

Leon buried himself f​ully,​ no pause, no gentleness, just‍ force. ‍He pulled back almost to‍ the ti‍p then slammed in ag‌ain, har​der, d⁠eeper, the‌ table creaking under t​h⁠e impac⁠t. Greta’s knuckles whit⁠ened as she clawed th‌e wood, her heels scraping the floo​r with​ every thrust. Leon’s hips sn‌apped forward in a relen‍tles⁠s rhythm, every stroke more aggression than pleasure, fu‍cking her li‌ke h‍e w⁠anted to break som‍ething, may⁠be inside her, maybe inside himself.

Emily asked in shock “Yes, she did. So when were you going to tell me Liam proposed? Was it yesterday? That’s so cute but why didn’t you tell me? “Nesa you talk too much. “ “Oh, so me wanting to get information about your life is me talking too much? Sorry for caring “ “Come on Nessa don’t be like that. I’m just so sad right now.” Emily burst into tears. “Emily, what's the matter?” “Firstly yesterday after you left us Liam texted me to meet him behind the auditorium. Upon my arrival, I saw him making out with Rebecca Torry.” “What? Rebecca Torry? Really? Say he had to cheat on you, how could he stoop so low? I'm beyond disappointed. So are you mad that he cheated on you or you’re mad because

He switched it on and turned up the volume and as expected, it only played old classics, but cool classics though, we started nodding to the rhythms and before we knew it, the concoction began to kick in and we went wild as we danced hard to the beats. It was a very crazy night, we forgot we were literally somewhere, in the middle of the pacific with no one knowing of our whereabouts, it was the wildest thing we ever did, eloping from the Marshalls, traveling on a submarine and then partying away our lives with the strongest type of concoction ever, the lemon natural juice actually made the mix more acidic and alcoholic, it gave out a white gaseous smoke when it was added to the punch and I

Some eyes were fixed on me, and I shifted in my seat, feeling like a total freak show. Leonel got me a Peppino's Revenge, a tequila cocktail made with Patron Silver, cucumber, basil, and lime juice. I was far gone and tipsy when I realized I was supposed to act pregnant and gasped in surprise. "What is it? Leonel looked at me, concern on his brow. "Shit, I'm tipsy," I laughed. "Your mom will suspect foul play if we go home drunk." "Damn it," he cursed under his breath, "I will have to take you back to my house and then get our stuff from my mother's house."

Lewis said in a sarcastic tone “ I see what you’re doing and I’m not going to respond to it because you’re nothing but a pain in the ass” “well if we don’t talk to this lady soon, she’s going to become a pain in the ass as well” “ Yeah, Yeah….. yeah but something strange also happened today” “And what is that?” “Leo was happy and excited that he wanted to bust out.?” “What? I thought that only happens with me, Do you like older men?”

Footsteps from behind me alert me to a third attacker. “Amberle, Amberle, Amberle. Who said you can leave?” Leo’s voice echoes around the room, his hand playing with my red hair. I can tell something is different with him, the scent of moonshine even stronger. A bottle is placed in front of my face on the dresser before me, Leo leaning over to look at me, his breath reeking of the liquor. Moonshine, a liquor originally made by werewolves, is the only thing that can properly intoxicate us. It also acts as an enhancer like steroids, giving the drinker a boost in strength, leading to the predicament I’m in now.

“Harder, Leonidas. I love it when you fuck me harder.” Leaning down, he took one nipple in his mouth and bit down on it, causing me to leak as his cock pounded me. The pleasure was so intense that tears rolled down my cheeks. Just from the sheer overwhelming joy and filth of how fucking good it was to have him batter my womb like that. Even Lysandros could not hold a candle to the stallion that his elder brother was. Every thrust sent shockwaves that numbed and brought me back to life. My pussy clenched around his thich length with juices dripping down onto the royal seat.

she says lightly, disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door. The second the water starts running, my hands shake with urgency. I’ve been holding back this horniness the entire drive, imagining girls eating me out. I open my laptop quickly, load the lesbian p**n site, and click on a video. Two women are going at it intensely , one on her back, legs spread wide while the other buries her face between her thighs, tongue working deep through wet folds, fingers thrusting hard.

"While he fucks you." Holy shit. I pulled her down and my tongue found her immediately. She tasted like anger and apology and the fact that she'd forgiven me even though I didn't deserve it. Jayson was still fucking me, his hips moving in a rhythm that was building toward something massive. I was eating Mila while getting fucked and it was the most intense thing I'd ever experienced. "Shit, fuck," Mila moaned. "That's it, that's so good." Jayson's hands gripped my hips. "I'm gonna come," he groaned. "Where?"