Knocked Out Jerked Off Novels & Stories

“Cum with my cock in your ass, kitten. Squirt for us.” I broke. The orgasm hit like a freight train, body seizing, ass and pussy pulsing as I squirted hard onto the floor, cream mixing with it in thick ropes. I was bawling, shaking so violently they had to hold me up, but they didn’t stop. “More,” Johnson snarled, pulling out to slap my tear-streaked face with his dick. Damien yanked my hair back, arching me, and hammered my ass faster, his balls slapping my wet pussy.

“Spank me. I’ve been bad, baiting you all night. Punish my ass.” Jeremy’s other hand cracked down hard on my left cheek without warning. The sting exploded across my skin, making me jerk and clench. Fuck, it felt good. Another slap landed, louder this time, right on the same spot. Then another. And another. My ass was burning, each smack echoing in the small dorm room over the rain outside.

Suck it like you mean it, you cock-hungry slut. The hammock rocked violently now, a precarious swing as Kane resumed his pounding, each thrust pushing me deeper onto Jerald's length. I gagged, tears pricking my eyes, but the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being stuffed from both ends, ignited a fire I'd never known. Moans bubbled around Jerald's cock, vibrations making him groan and buck. 'Shit, she's a natural. Bet she's been fantasizing about this family reunion turning filthy.' The wiry one, let's call him Spike, from the bleached tips of his hair, knelt beside me, groping my tit roughly, pinching the nipple until I arched.

I was on the ground, on my knees with my mouth open and ready for him and my head tipped back. Jericho wound my hair twice around his free fist as he situated himself in front of me, "I want you to get yourself off, too," he seemed a little shy when admitting that and I wasn't sure why, "but if you don't want to do this, you don't have to." "Do what?" One perfectly arched brow raised. "I want you to get yourself off by rubbing that slick pussy on my leg while I fuck your mouth." I stared at him for a long minute, mouth agape in disbelief at what I had just heard. It was something a bit unusual but it piqued my interest. Slowly, gradually, I nodded my consent, "Okay, I can do that."

His fingers, rigid as steel, jabbed into the nerve cluster below Grigor's armpit. Grigor's entire right side went numb. His arm dropped uselessly. His eyes widened in shock and pain. He stumbled, and Jack flowed with him. A chop to the side of the knee buckled his leg. Another strike, a palm heel to the sternum, sent a concussive shockwave through Grigor's body, knocking the air from his lungs in a pained whoosh.

Kicked and tried to rip my arms away from them but Jerold came forward and tossed me over his shoulder, he then smacked my ass and I yelped. Struggling to get off his shoulder, he smacked me again and chuckled and a whine left me. “Oh, I can’t wait to fuck all your three holes.” He chuckled and I sunk my teeth and nails into his back. He groaned and semi-growled, slapping my ass again, making me whimper. “ I will start with that mouth of yours.” Jerold laughed, squeezing my ass and taking me out of the room. Throughout the journey, I thump my fingers against Jerold Black crawling him apart.

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Derek flipped to her mouth, skull-fucking her upside-down, cock bulging her throat visibly, gagging her into heaving sobs. Jake took one ass cheek solo now, Marcus the other, spanking in rapid-fire alternation left, right, left, right until the flesh swelled hot as coals, her screams vibrating around Derek's shaft.

I glared. "Maybe he gives himself too much credit." "Or maybe I'm that good the bitch forgot I was raping her and began to enjoy it." I countered. Jericho burst into laughter, tossing the bone aside. "Are you done?" "Barely even begun. I knocked her out after she tried to kick me in the groin." "Feisty." Jericho commented. "I came out here to offer a warning, just in case the screams get too loud you can always turn on the TV. It's their home afterall."

“Jack, baby—” “Shut the fuck up and take off those fucking knickers!” He yelled, jerking me back to the reality of what was about to happen. Was he really going to do this? I shut my eye. I didn’t recognise him. This wasn’t Jack, this was a monster. “I see you need help.” He tackled my shirt, ripping it apart like I was a slut he picked up from the trenches, forcing open my trousers and yanking them down my legs, together with my knickers. I stopped fighting as he bent me over the desk. The only sound lingering in the air was my hiccupping sobs and his grunts as he shoved into me, deep and hard.