Rape Gore Porn Novels & Stories

She rubbed the thick, rounded end up and down my dripping slit, teasing my entrance, before pushing it inside me. “Fuuuuuuuck!” I screamed as the thick vegetable stretched my pussy wide open. It felt so fucking dirty and good. Regina started pumping it in and out of me with long, deep strokes while still sucking hard on my clit. My juices were running everywhere — down the cucumber, all over her chin, and dripping onto her massive tits. The car was rocking noticeably. I could see people in the cars beside us staring, some with their mouths open, a few holding up phones. It only turned me on more.

As my body continues to shake and my core throb I try to ride out my euphoric ending while trying to regain my breathing as a pair of strong arms move to hold me just as my body moves to lean against my captors, their god-like bodies with souls of the devil. Still breathing heavily and feeling perfectly blissed I hear a voice speak up. “We’re not done yet Agapi (Love), not by a long shot” coos Grant as I move to see four sets of lustful gazes each perfectly sculpted as well as very naked with full erect members. Gulping, the need between my legs grows again as I start to squirm trying to relieve tension as my pussy throbbed once more. The looks I received telling me that this was only the be

He went back and forth between us — a few hard strokes in my pussy, then in Sophie’s, then back again. Our juices coated his cock and dripped onto the desk. We were both moaning, bodies trembling. Sophie came first. Her pussy clenched around his cock, and she cried out, thighs shaking. I felt her walls pulsing against my fingers. Professor Voss pulled out and pushed back into me. “Your turn, Lila. Come on my cock while Sophie watches.” He fucked me fast and deep, thumb rubbing my clit. The orgasm hit me hard. My back arched off the desk.

Camille lifted her own glass, looking thoroughly satisfied, like she was savoring a meal she never wanted to end. She sighed and laughed. "I can't believe how easy it was to fool him. I told him I'd been drugged and he actually believed me. Young guys are so gullible. I almost felt bad for a second, almost told them to untie him." The ringing in my head was instant and deafening. My heart felt like it was splitting in two. She was never drugged that night. She planned the whole thing. She raped me. I was 19 years old. When I woke up afterward, I nearly fell apart. I locked myself in a dark room and didn't leave for two weeks.

the bartender unknowingly cursed and his dick twitched as he watched the pair performing once in a lifetime porn, he couldn't help but to palm his dick whilst gulping down. Mia's boyfriend was so engraved on the scene that he didn't know when his dick got rock hard, the irresistible sight also gets to him like it does to others, the moment he decided to calm down was when he became a goner, he began to gulp multiple times "What kind of sex porn is this?" he muttered and subconsciously palmed his dick.

She moaned genuinely, and even the men inside the scene hissed for the horniness. I knew that besides the scenes, many reactions in a porn were fake, but, holy shit... The way she was being fucked could drive any woman crazy. It was the same crude and still worried form that Pablo had done to me. Fast, strong, dirty, and full of indecent whispers from men, but still something very satisfying to watch. I let myself be carried away by the sounds the woman made, and began to repeat them as I slid the vibrator through my entrance.

(We used the word FAP a lot in public for kicks, or when she was feeling a bit racy. We both stayed clear of tags like r**e, Scat, water sports, Non-consensual, gangbang, deep throat... well, actually we liked Deep Throat, just with 2 people only, of course. The other penetration came in the form of a dildo or a butt plug (which she loved).

Clare continued to channel surf. Suddenly the screen was full of moving parts which Clare couldn’t quite relate to anything she’d ever seen before. It took a couple of seconds for her to realise that she had stumbled upon the porn channel Francesca had spoken about. On screen was a close-up of an impressively large penis penetrating a shaven vagina, accompanied by sounds of moaning that could have been in any language but were probably Swedish. Clare was so transfixed that she hardly noticed when Francesca finally emerged, looking no different from when she had last paraded for Clare’s approval, and sat down beside her on the green leather couch. She slung an arm casually around Clare’s neck

I groan with pleasure as Mason gags and tries to pull back away from my cock. "Keep sucking," I order as the slave on screen gets gang raped by the men beating his body. Mason goes all the way down my dick as he gags loudly and makes pleasure shoot through me. It's so warm and wet in his mouth. I hold his head down by his hair and throw my head back as the tip of my dick fills his throat.

The whole room went dead silent. Everyone just stared at each other. I ignored them. I scanned the room and saw Finn, completely out of it, slumped on the sofa with his eyes closed. His handsome, stern face looked dark and hard to read in the dim lights of the room. I walked over and helped him up. His arm pressed down on my shoulder, the weight nearly making me stumble. That familiar Tom Ford cologne mixed with the smell of whiskey hit me, and for a second, I felt a little dazed.