Novel & Cerita Forced Porn Stories

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

ck outside his trousers. He seemed to feel the sensation as his body suddenly moved. I smirked, my eyes flirtatiously looking at him. He smiled once again, and I didn’t stop. Instead, I loosened his waist button and deepened my hand into his trousers. My soul melted as I swiftly grabbed his cock into my palm. I moaned, I could hear his soft moan too while he drove. In a split second, we arrived at the school parking lot, I wanted to remove my hand, but he held me in place, pressed a button that made his seat go flat, then jerked me off from my seat and placed me on top of him.

WARNING : This is a collection of short erotic stories. It is extremely explicit, raw and unfiltered. Not suitable for readers under 18. Step into a world where every shade of temptation comes alive. Where obsession feels like love, and ruin feels like pleasure. Every tale drags you into a secret desire, a toxic attraction. Where heroines love being ravaged, and still beg for more. Stepdads who claim what they desire while mom is away or sleeping. Dominant piano tutor who turns practice into breathless, handcuffed restraint, and a junior brother who blackmailed their sisters into a threesome.

Kane stood directly in front of her now, so close she could smell his clean, masculine scent. “Interesting,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. “You wrote an entire pornographic fantasy about your professor. And then submitted it as coursework.” “I didn’t mean to,” she whispered, mortified. “It was a private document. I must have copied the wrong file.” Kane tilted her chin up with two fingers, forcing her to meet his intense gaze. “Do you touch yourself while writing these stories, Lila? Do you imagine my cock stretching that tight little college pussy while you finger yourself at night?”

Marcus leaned back against the desk crossing his arms so the fabric pulled tight across his chest. “Predatory depends on consent Sarah. If both parties are adults and they want it, who the hell are we to judge the heat between them? Take these classic stories. The men aren’t saints. They’re flawed hungry bastards who see something they crave and go after it. The women aren’t victims either. They’re dripping for it. Wet and reckless because the forbidden touch sets their skin on fire.” Fuck. My face burned. I uncrossed my legs and felt a slick rush between them. The way he said dripping made my clit throb.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

Erotic Compilation Stories. My Fantasy::: It was definitely a time of extreme trial for me, and if I had known how it would end, I might have not bitched as much as I did during it all. To begin with, my boyfriend, Jimmy, broke up with me because when I shared my fantasies with him, per his request, he said I was too much of a sexual freak for him. Let me explain a bit further so you better understand. I had been reading stories on those sites that specialize in erotic literature after doing some research on a paper for a class on human sexuality on how some people engage in different sexual acts for pleasure. Now, some of the stories were so bizarre that I couldn't finish reading them, but

I whimpered between sobs, my voice breaking. He reached around and slapped my clit hard, then went back to gripping my hip, using me like a Fleshlight. The pain and pleasure mixed until I couldn’t tell them apart. My sore pussy clenched tighter around his invading cock, milking him desperately as another orgasm threatened to rip through me. He fucked me even harder, hips snapping forward with wet, obscene sounds. Schlick-schlick-schlick. My juices were dripping down my thighs. I was a complete mess… crying, drooling, ass red from his slaps, pussy ruined.