Forced Lemon Novels & Stories

James’s thrusts were harder and deeper than Leon's, reaching my womb every single time. I gripped onto his hand, slicing my nails into his wrist and moaning. "Gargle it" Leon said. “I want that throat talking to me.” I parted my lips slightly, coughing up spit while he hit the back of my throat over and over again. He placed the tip of his knife underneath my chin and forced me to look up at him through teary eyes as my throat squeaked. “You’re so fucking pretty filled with dick.” A wave of heat rushed through me again, and I clamped down on Leon who grunted. The sound of his moan sent m filling myself with loathing, and I tried ti suck harder on James, getting off every last drop of my juic

"Noted. Protest filed. Now let's move." The team assembled at the motor pool. Six vehicles—confederation's best. Supplied for three-month journey. Equipped for minus-forty temperatures. Catherine arrived as they were loading. "You're really doing this." "Victor forced it." "Victor gave you excuse to do what you wanted anyway—race to Colorado, control the facility yourself, play hero." Catherine looked at the assembled team. "You're not that different from him, you know. You just wrap your power grabs in democratic language."

Capri questions Leo’s every thoughts. He would cry as she’d reject his advances on moving past his mistakes. He was not shut out entirely, but for him he was not getting enough of her time and attention. She would not sleep with him, but there were other ways to satisfy his desires. They would face time and she’d show her perky breasts as he stroked his shaft. He would send videos of him in the shower jerking off and climaxing all over the tub and that would drive Capri wild wishing it was her. She could not help but wonder if the feeling was the same of his hands all over her body, grabbing her throat from behind and spanking her ass.

His arms were strong, and I could not break free. "Let me go!" I cried out, but my voice came out soft and breathless instead. The sound of it only seemed to excite him more. I could feel something hard pressing against my belly. It made my whole body go weak, my blood start to boil. I felt like I was going to burst. He lowered his head, about to latch onto me. I crossed my arms tightly over my chest and kept protesting. "Don't! Please! I'm going to be your sister-in-law."

It wants to lock us together so my seed stays deep where it belongs. Leo pushed back against every thrust. His hands grabbed at the ground. Yes. Give it to me. I want to feel locked to you. I want everything you have. The beast fucked him faster. Its claws dug into Leos hips just enough to hold him in place. Every slam made more cum leak out and splash against their bodies. Leos own cock swung heavy between his legs. It leaked fresh fluid with every thrust. The pleasure built quick and strong. His hole felt hotter and more sensitive now that the venom was working through him.

Saying in a deep,he rubbed his nose on her neck. her lower lips were bleeding by his cruelty. She gathered her all strength and kick him. He was drunk. His grip loosened on her. She stood up immediately to run. He grabbed her arm again. she stepped on his foot. He couldn't hold her. she took advantage of the situation and shoved him but He didn't fall on the bed. She was sobbing in pain but he smirked like he didn't feel anything. She ran away from the animal who used to call himself a Tiger.

He had a smirk on when he noticed her frustration and desperation to get the balls in. After a second round, and a second loss for Theresa, she set the stick down on the board and threw her hands in the air exasperatedly. “I’m done.” This was followed by his soft laughter which filled the room. He thought it was really cute, how frustrated she looked, pouting in annoyance at his mock laughter. “Come on Theresa, just ask already,” he said, his mouth curled in a charming smile. “You’re really enjoying this aren’t you?” “No, not really,” he replied still smiling.

Ryan pulled me over to the big menu on the wall introducing the food, but I didn't pay attention, I just felt a little annoyed and quite embarrassed that this guy was so strangely enthusiastic about me. Subconsciously told me it was best to stay away from this young man. "Creamy noodles are also delicious." After saying a lot, Ryan turned to look at me, smiling wide. But I intentionally ignored that beautiful smile. "No need, only a burger." "Such a little?"

“Bananas in vinegar!” “Oh, oh fish. Do they have fish here?” “That’s not fish. I think it’s a rotting corpse.” “Yes, the rotting corpse of a fish.” “Cheese! Oh dear lord, I believe it’s Limburger.” Only Dudley could be that specific. He took in a deep breath through his nose, savouring the rancid aroma. “Smells like feet,” said Flossie, hardly able to speak. “Absolutely! That’s how you know it’s the good stuff.”

Lex finally released his hold to nearly break both of my arms. "DON'T!" I shouted realizing what was happening. Crack! Crack! I screamed in agonizing pain while taking the opportunity to kick him hard in the gut. "AHHHHH!" he shouted falling to my mercy. I wrapped my legs around his throat and locked my thighs as tight as they would go. Lex slapped and tried to have me release my thighs. I was glad he was drunk. His strength wasn't where it usually was, but mine was better. When Lex passed out, I watched vomit spew from his mouth. It was disgusting. He hasn't changed at all. It only makes what I plan to do that more easy for me.