Forced Rimming Novels & Stories

Camille Prescott's expression darkened, her eyes narrowing as she glared at me. "Are you threatening me? Miles, do you have any idea how serious this is? You won't stop until you've actually driven someone to their death, will you?" Her voice was cold and merciless, as if I were the one committing some unforgivable sin. My hands trembled, but a quiet laugh slipped from my throat anyway. "I'm driving someone to death? The wedding's been pushed back nine times, Camille. If anyone's being driven to the edge here, it's me."

Azriel growled, yanking Orion into a sloppy kiss over Cassian's face, tongues tangling as they swapped holes, Orion now reverse on the dick, ass grinding circles to churn the shaft inside, Azriel 69-ing Cassian's face, hole smothering his mouth for a rimjob while sucking Cassian's balls like ripe fruit. They double-teamed relentlessly, one riding cock, the other straddling Cassian's face, hole grinding on tongue; then frot their cocks against his while pinching nipples raw; then they say in both his thighs, spreading their asses and rubbing their hike against his thighs while moaning, then using their rims to tease the shaft before slamming back down. Cassian begged nonstop, "Fuck yourselves

He knew his face displayed his confusion, as the alpha just smirked at him before answering the question he didn’t ask. “Just relax and enjoy it, Rin. Intimacy isn’t just about mating. Grooming is an intimate act without needing to be sexual. Not saying this isn’t going to turn sexual, cause it so fucking is, Nerd. But, I promised to show you. All of it, not just bits and pieces,” the other explained, as his soft touches turned into circular motions of his thumbs massaging the tension out of Azrin’s legs.

His hole loosened slightly under my relentless assault, getting wet and sloppy with my spit. After several minutes of filthy rimming that had him whimpering and cursing, I climbed higher. I straddled his waist, our cocks sliding together—his enormous dick against my smaller but rock-hard one. I grabbed both in one hand, frotting us desperately, our pre-cum mixing into a slick mess. “Look at us,” I panted, grinding down. “Your big straight cock rubbing against mine. You’re leaking so much for me.”

I watched his length break free from his trousers. I almost screamed, he was wide and long. And I was taking in all that. He flogged my clit softly with his dick, rubbing it on me. “God, I’m losing it.” He immediately turned me over. I was bent over in a doggy position. Damian couldn’t resist the curve. He licked me from the back. That was the first time I was getting a rim job, and it was electrifying. “God, please,” I begged in pleasure. I found myself fondling my breasts.

Left with no choice, I gave in. Jayden blinked, disbelieving. "You're serious? I want a contract." "I'm serious." After confirming again and again, they finally came down from the rooftop, grinning with relief. But the moment they got close enough to ask for the money, they were immediately restrained by the police—handcuffs snapping shut around their wrists. For a moment, the three of them just stood there, stunned.

endurance" cream. Rick got something like this once, and it took him forever to get off. But, I think we should still take turns, you know, switch up like every 5 minutes or so, just to be safe, okay?" Courtney wasn't that thrilled with agreeing to the tag-team agreement, but it was only fair. "Okay, so what first, the cock ring or the rubbers?" Shannon was practically squirming with the anticipation. "Both, Rick also liked cock rings, and he had a few. I liked them too, they made him seem fatter and firmer, plus if I really paced him, his erections would practically never go away until I let him cum. Let me get this one open and we'll put it on before it gets hard, then the condoms."

His tongue followed, licking broad strokes over my entrance. I buried my face in the cushion, groaning. “Fuck, yes.” The Rimjob is intense—tongue probing, circling, pushing inside. Wet muscle fucked me shallow, tasting deep. Jordan's hand fisted my hair, pulling my head back. “Watch if you can.” But darkness amplified every sensation. He added his fingers, one slick with lube now. Pressing in beside his tongue, stretching. Scissoring, curling to massage my prostate. Sparks exploded, my cock leaking onto the couch. “I’m going to cum,” I warned, my body shaking.

My rim felt torn open, burning, but the pain melted fast into a deep, throbbing fullness that made my cock throb untouched. They alternated thrusts at first—then synced up, pounding in unison. The friction was insane. Every slide dragged against my walls, churning everything into a hot, slippery soup. Cum squirted out around their shafts in messy jets with every stroke, splattering their thighs, dripping onto the platform. One of them reached down and jerked my cock roughly—fast, brutal strokes that had me teetering on the brink. “Don’t you fucking cum,” he growled. “Not till every cock in this circle has bred you.”

My fingers threaded in his short hair, as his lips worked magic on my skin He was laying tiny kisses along my collarbone, his hands behind me, deftly undoing the straps of my bikini top I was just about to pull it off and get the party started when a knock sounded on the door. Damn it! I cursed internally “lets just ignore it” I said breathlessly, eager to get the ball rolling again but Forrest’s lips had left my skin and he glanced up at me curiously “It could just be room service, no use ignoring it” he paused and beamed up at me “We have all the time in the world baby”