Romans & histoires Gay Bestiality Story

she pointed out. "Gay men can be very sexually proficient," I countered. "Cáel Nyilas (damn, she loved my name), you came five times. I lost track of how many orgasms I had. If you are gay, you aren't in De-Nile, you are in Ethiopia," she giggled. This wasn't the right moment to brag that I ejaculated eight times last night. Rhada filled up three condoms during our little escapade. I repeat, I have an out of control libido.

It was illegal in Nigeria to run a prostitution home but I have bribed my way all through my years of operation and the Government had never disturbed me as long as I always remitted some money to them. Most of them even frequented the mansion to satisfy their sexual cravings and fantasies. My regular customer was Mallam Adamu who came to the mansion at least twice a week, he had insisted that he couldn't perform some sexual acts with his wife because it was unethical to have sex in such a manner and he didn't want to lose the respect his wife had for him because he believed his BDSM fantasy was too degrading to do with her. Mallam Adamu became a beast during sex and had killed one of my sex

He hadn't had his first transformation, so he healed slowly. It was such a terrible experience for him and having seen these men doing such a dirty act, made him nauseous. Easton had gays, but they didn't come out in the open. They did their dirty stuff secretly and acted like normal people. Even married men were involved. The first man who raped him through his butthole was a family man with a pregnant wife. Finlay clenched his jaw because as much as he was trying to not go down this memory lane, he couldn't. It was more like a battle in his mind.

After two hours, Vixen's lying on my chest, shaking his head as he looks at the TV. "That was weird. That guy is sick." he says. "I can't believe she got pregnant by one of those guys. If anybody, it should've been Humbert's." "Either way, that's gut wrenching. Did you know that it's based on a true story? She was actually twelve in real life?" I say, nodding my head. "They sex trafficked a twelve year old? And an old guy basically molesting her with her consent, it sounds weird, but you get me. And I thought I was the sickest person out there." he says, shaking his head.

When I knew that she was going through harsh state and that painful tortures and from one of my man, I had thought to make him pay for his sins. I had beaten that bastard to hell. He didn’t deserve to live. I gave him the most painful punishment that he was going to remember all his life. His manhood was turned to something that would never allow him to give birth to the child. But, he still continued to lie. He still said that he never raped her and she loved him and he loved her. When I asked Gabriella, she told me that it was all fake and made up story from him. How dare he lie to me? I never gave my opponent an easy death. It was always a painful one. I had left him to die but he escaped

"He never touched me in that way..." Babi clicked his tongue. "Lies, lies, you mortals are full of it. Never changes." He pressed his midriff close, enjoying the cringe as Isaac felt his bulbous member weighing against him. "No God can be in complete control of their urges, except myself. I have to be. My mast is revered, important." He rubbed the covered muscle against Isaac's quivering cheek. "I can't have it going soft on me." "You're worse than your minion!" Marie called; her face wrinkled in disgust. "I swear even Pol Pot had more decorum than you!"

I confess. Before him, I had only heard of what sex was but Mr. Barlow had made me experience the sweetness of it. My father had painted sex as something bad and I had always felt ashamed of my urges. I had never acted on it. Never even touched myself. But tonight Mr. Barlow had melted away my fears. He had opened the gates of sex and showed me what pleasure was. I was so glad I didn’t lie awake in my room all night tossing and turning but had acted on my gut feeling and had come to find him.

We had sex in the elevator. - Fuck... From where? - A clinic... - Which clinic? Are you going to say that the elevator broke down again with the two of you in it? - No... He stopped the elevator. - He can do that? - I guess so. He is Hector Casanova. - Babi, you had sex in the elevator, girl! How many times was it? Did you... came? - Ben, he knelt down and gave an oral and I... Perfect... Unforgettable. I came on the oral... And then... Again.

“But I could feel them. It was supposed to be a simple dance, and I am a darn good dancer. A dance to get their cocks hard, but it wasn’t enough for them. A hand found my waist; one of the men pulled me toward him with a force that tore my panties loose. The other man grabbed my tits. His palms were rough, Father. My breath hitched, and I just… I let him.” “Stop,” I croaked. It was a pathetic plea. “I let them fondle me in that room, their hands caressing every inch of my body. Even parts I didn’t think they would touch,” she breathed, the sound of her lips moving almost audible through the screen. “One of the men had slipped a finger into my asshole. At the end of it, I was crying out in pl

They wanted to believe it so badly that they never questioned how wet I got or how eagerly I took all three of them. The first night they fucked me in their big bed until I could barely walk. Matteo took my pussy while Luca used my mouth and Nico claimed my ass. They rotated for hours, filling every hole, covering me in their cum. I moaned their names like I meant it. But between orgasms I asked innocent questions. How are things with the suppliers on the east side? Is the gambling spot near the river still making good money? Who is handling security for the main warehouse now?