Open Mouth Gag Novels & Stories

“You haven’t eaten.” “I am not hungry.” She said as she looked at him as he sat there in front of her leveling a look at him. “I don’t care.” He said as he leveled a look back at her. “If I remember, I have had to remind you to eat a few times too many.” “Mack.” She said. “Talk it out.” He said as he sat back and waited for her to begin. “They not only planted the devices here, but they also opened the locks on the windows and left my bedroom window open,” Haven said.

I hung my head on an exhale and let the curly mop of hair gently fall against the lines of my forehead. Blinking my eyes open, I nearly stopped breathing at the sight of how messy the omega looked. Saliva and precome dripped from the stretched corners of her lush mouth. That didn’t stop her from opening her mouth wider to take more of me, letting my cock fill up her mouth until there’s no more to take, and the omega was struggling not to gag from the size pressing down her throat.

“Open that fucking mouth.” I opened wide, my lips slick, and he didn’t wait. He just shoved in hard, one rough thrust that stretched my jaw and hit the back of my throat. I gagged right away, my throat closing up around him, spit flooding my mouth like I couldn’t control it. Tears stung my eyes instantly, blurring everything, but he held me there, my nose smashed into the coarse hair at his base, no air getting through. My chest was heaving, trying to breathe.

“Open wide, baby. We’re not done.” I opened. He pushed in deep, straight to the back of my throat. No gentle start. He fucked my mouth immediately—hard, fast, making me gag on every downstroke. Drool poured from my lips, running down my chin in thick strings. My throat convulsed around him. Tears spilled freely now, hot tracks down my cheeks, mixing with the mess already there.

"Now I want to feel your mouth on my cock, but if you bite me I will snap all of your teeth out of your mouth!" I'm full on sobbing by this point. I close my eyes as he shoves my head towards his cock. I don't open my mouth for fear of vomiting on him. I felt his other hand grip my chin hard, forcing my mouth open due to the pain of his grip. He then takes that opportunity to shove his cock deep into my mouth. I involuntarily gagged at the intrusion. His grip on my hair tightens even more. "If you throw up on me, I just might have to do more drastic things to you until you lose the reflex to gag!"

"Open your mouth, my love." I did. I can get through it, I can. My sheer need to get out of here will get me through it. Then, he proceeds to push himself into my mouth, pulling me down until he is fully lodged all the way in my throat, stopping me from breathing. My gag reflex sitting in an uncertain place where I'm not sure when it'll react. It takes everything in me to sit still, with my hands on my knees, even though every muscle in me is wanting to choke frantically.

"And I can already tell you're going to be enthusiastic. You're practically vibrating with eagerness." He was right. Ethan was nervous but desperately curious. "Now. There are some practical things you need to know. First, breathing. You'll need to breathe through your nose because your mouth will be occupied. Practice that now. Close your mouth, breathe normally through your nose." Ethan did, feeling ridiculous. "Good. Second, your gag reflex. Everyone has one. We'll work on controlling it, but for tonight, we won't push too deep. You'll learn to take more over time. Third, jaw fatigue. Your jaw will get tired. That's normal. We'll take breaks."

Who would do this to her? She managed to raise herself up onto her knees, then her feet. She stood silent, chained hand and foot. "Open your mouth." Startled, Camilla opened her mouth without thinking. A hand cupped the back of her head and another pushed a solid rubber object past her lips into her mouth. She nearly choked at first then her lips stretched round the object. Her tongue investigated it. Solid, thick - a rubber gag, made in the shape of a cock! A buckle slid into place at the back of her head. She could not close her mouth or talk.

“Open you mouth wider,” Those two words awakened something inside of me that lay dormant before. I obeyed immediately, stretching open my mouth as wide as it could go. His thick cock was roughly pushed into my mouth, nearly making me gag, but I loved the feeling. He stretched my mouth open so good, it was nearly downright illegal at this point.

Should I drop the ball now, or wait? Jackson stands in front of me, his hand removing the gag, his cock pushing against my mouth. I willingly open it, and he pushes his cock inside my mouth, hard and quick, his hands pulling my hair harder, his grip getting tighter. “Let’s see how much you can gag before you’re sick.” He pushes his cock into my mouth, as far down as he can get it.