Novel & Cerita Forced Sex Scenes

I squirted again my body a quivering and violent mess and my hunger and orgasm is endless, soaking him, drenching everything beneath us. Zephyr groaned, his grip tightening, his cock driving deeper, harder, fucking me through the overwhelming pleasure. “Come for me again,” he ordered, voice rough, commanding. And I did. It was ruinous. Shattering. My vision blurred, my body convulsing, my screams raw and broken. The cameras captured everything. I couldn’t breathe, Couldn’t think. This was supposed to be just the usual sex scene but it isn’t. My body reaction and countenance is different.

Warning: This is GAY sex story, please skip it if you are not into LGBT content. "Oh God! Professor Cross! Please!" Peter's desperate cry echoed through the locked office as Professor Damien Cross pounded into his ass with relentless precision. Peter was bent over the massive oak desk, his pants around his ankles, his shirt pushed up, completely exposed and vulnerable. And he'd never felt more alive. Damien's fourteen-inch cock stretched him impossibly wide, filling him so completely that Peter could feel it in his stomach. Each brutal thrust pushed Peter forward on the desk, papers scattering to the floor, the wood creaking under their combined weight.

My clit was throbbing hard, sending sparks up my spine every time I rocked forward, and I could feel my pussy lips parting around the shape of his cock through the clothes, begging for more. Marcus’s other hand stayed on my ass, kneading it roughly, fingers slipping closer to my crack as the scene built. I whimpered the next begging line, my body moving on its own now, hips rolling faster, tits heaving against him. The air was thick with the smell of sex, my dripping cunt and his growing arousal. Then the script called for the flip. Oh my goodness, I’m so horny! His grip on my ass suddenly tightened hard, fingers digging deep into the flesh as he took control, yanking me even closer so my cu

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content, sexual scenes, and torture. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV A few weeks ago, "Ahh, so good... faster… yes, harder,” Jessica screamed and moaned as Scott continued to thrust his cock into her cunt. Jessica was on all fours, and Scott was behind her, his hold on her hair becoming tighter as he increased his pace and pounded into her.

Rene’s Pov The pulsation between my legs was becoming stronger, directing Remy to the center of my desire. I watched as Remy sat back down, his chair pushed back far enough to where I could see him continuing to stroke himself, this time his hands clearly inside his boxers. “Look at those pretty, round nipples. Those fair areolas.. I wish I could take one in my mouth. Hmm... Why don’t you do that for me?” My brow rose. “You want me to...”

She has even lost count of how many times she had watched the movie. Several minutes passed by in silence and a sex scene showed on the screen which made Flora feel the absence of a man. She felt herself being aroused as she watched the actors fucking on a yacht. She could feel her core getting wet and her clit was also throbbing. When she couldn’t focus on the movie anymore she turned it off. She missed her boyfriend, Matteo so much.

“Lexi… fuck… your pussy looks so good… I want to fuck that pussy hard with my massive cock, I want you to scream my name and take my cock deeper into that p**n pussy of yours… take my cock, little sis…” Then I bit my lip hard, I was just trying to stay quiet as possible as I can, but the sight of him jerking off to my own sex scenes was too much for me to take now. Then I added a fourth finger into my wet pussy, I was stretching myself wide as I fucked my hand faster. My other hand squeezed my breast roughly, pinching my hard nipple. Juices ran down my wrist and straight onto the carpet. Derek’s strokes grew even more desperate. His hand was a blur on his thick, veined cock. Pre-cum flew fro

Try as I might, I couldn't tear my gaze away. Both were persistent, pushing my legs apart and thrusting even deeper. I couldn't stop moaning, holding on to them for dear life. Felix cock's struck a particular spot inside me, sending a bolt of pure sensation through me and I arched my back, shaking from the onslaught. Sparks flew before my eyes, my limbs convulsed and saliva dribbled from my gaping mouth. We soon fogged up the shower walls and it was hard to see through it but it the sounds of skin slapping skin was anything to go by, Felix and Dante were being fucking ruthless. Water kept cascading down our bodies, adding to the maddening sensation coursing through me.

I eased away from Beth, and took up position behind Karen, then entered her slowly, a little at a time, making that first penetration last. "Why do you like to see us girls doing things to each other? I would think that as long as someone was working your hunk of meat over you'd be happy." Beth asked this time. "My, aren't you full of questions tonight!" I laughed as I slowly screwed Karen. Debbie echoed Beth's sentiment. "Why do you like it?" "I don't know. It's so incredibly sexy to see any one of you when you are hot and on the verge of coming, it just makes my blood boil. I never really liked girl-girl scenes that much. But with you here, together, it's different. It drives me crazy."

"Clothing optional?' Louisa asked, with a smirk. And she pulled her t-shirt straight over her head, damn she was cute and so fuckable... And so it was...some scenes I remember from that lost weekend... ... The girls' bodies are stretched across the bed, they're kissing deeply in a 'lesbian' embrace, their legs wide open, Jake and I are fucking them from opposite sides, then swapping around, his thick seven inches stretching my wife's cunt, my long nine inches penetrating his wife deeper than she'd ever been plumbed.. ...