Rape Gore Porn Novels & Stories

But she couldn’t, her curiosity and mate bond was getting the best of her. ~~~ Gore immediately stripped out of his clothes, then got in the shower. There he stood under the cascading water, staring down at his throbbing cock. He had thought that the cold water would have helped, but it only seem to make things worse. "Fuck!" Gore punched a huge hole in the wall. He had never been so horny and stiff before. With him thinking back to what happened in the kitchen, didn’t make is any easier on him either. His cock was pulsing so much that it almost became painful for him.

“On your knees, Kathy. It's time to worship your stepbrothers’ cocks.” My legs gave out as I sank to the carpet between them, trembling. They shoved their sweatpants down. Two identical, monstrous cocks sprang free—thick, veined, at least nine inches each, heads glistening with pre-cum. The musky scent hit me like a drug. My pussy throbbed painfully, dripping down my inner thighs. “Open that pretty mouth,” Darren ordered, fisting his cock and tapping the heavy head against my lips. I parted them obediently, shy and terrified and so fucking turned on. He pushed inside slowly, stretching my jaw wide. The salty taste exploded on my tongue and I moaned around his thickness as he slid deeper, hit

His face was covered with an obscene amount of my arousal, and I wanted to lick it off his beard, lips, and chin. His hands were in his pants, stroking his dick. “You taste so fucking good, Rene. I can’t get enough of you.” With that, he dove back down to taste me some more. Remy had a playbook to my pussy. This was solidified when he added fingers to the pussy eating equation, pushing at my G-spot with a fury. He knew exactly how to get her off. He’d been learning my body well. I tried to focus but couldn’t “I...ohh, fuck... What...about... dinner?” I asked as I felt another orgasm coming on.

I groaned, throwing the dead toy onto the rug. I was so horny I felt like I was going to explode. I stripped off my jeans, leaving me in just my tiny lace panties. I grabbed my phone, opened Pornhub, and propped it up against my headboard. As the heavy moans from the video filled the room, I flipped onto my stomach and started to grind my crotch hard against my pillow. I was lost in the feeling when the door suddenly creaked open. I froze, but before I could even scramble into a less compromising position, a loud, deep bass voice filled the room.

Hey future readers! This a different book complimation. Containing several books of this series. Atleast containing up to 30-40 different books. Same Genre, Same Trait. Note all pages has an hint on the erotic part. Strictly for 18+. ************* Juliette tried not to stare when Louis entered the kitchen only wearing a towel. He was just out of the shower and his short brown hair was slicked back. He had a beautiful, tanned, muscled body. She’d become his private chef three months ago, and she was after all in his home, but she had still not gotten accustomed to his perfect six-pack, or the muscles rippling down his back as he leaned into the window and looked up at the sky.

{This scene contain explicit scene, abuse, Rape and some content you might like, so please skip if you can read...thank you} ******************** Barbara had graduated high school and was enjoying her day at the beach when a large group of men approached they soon packed her in a van and took her to a local dive bar. They took her to the back room where several cameras had been set up that broadcast to the big screens in the front of the bar. The group stripped her and gang raped her to her horror

Too late. “No, rape is when a mob of Mothers twice your age use electric prods to force you down on the ground, when they hold you down and shoot you up with double the amount of the shit they usually give you to get you hard so you have no choice but to react, so that all of them--all ten or twelve or so many you can’t keep track anymore--take a turn riding you like you’re a not even human, not even an animal, but a machine, like an unfeeling, plastic dick not attached to a mind or a soul. That, Daniel-whoever-the-hell-you-are, is rape!”

Connor adds a third finger and the stretch makes me wail, my wrists pulling against the rope, the clamps shifting against the felt, everything tightening. “For being a, a slut, for dressing like that, for sneaking out I’m your naughty little girl and I’m sorry, please, PLEASE —” “Apologize on Daddy’s cock.” Craig pushes back into my mouth. Deep. Holding me there, gagging, while Connor’s fingers fuck me mercilessly from behind. “MMPH, MMPH, MMPH—” I’m moaning, gagging, drooling, tears streaming, pussy clenching, the orgasm right there—