Romans & histoires Sex Humiliation Stories

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

The wet slapping sounds of our bodies meeting filled the dark room. Isabella’s moans grew louder. More desperate. “Yes… fuck me harder… use me… I am your dirty little whore…” I flipped her onto her back and pounded into her. The bed creaked beneath us. I had to cover her mouth with my hand to muffle her cries as I fucked her harder. “You have to be quiet,” I growled. “Or your husband will hear what a slut his wife is for her stepson.” Isabella came again. Her eyes rolled back. Her pussy clenched around me like a vice. She screamed into my palm as her second orgasm ripped through her.

Girls that had sexual sex, much more enjoyable than my awkward and unsatisfying sex life at the moment. The story that stood out for me was based around a girl who went camping with her husband. They bunch made a couple of friends and one thing led to another with five guys fucking her, filling her with cum. The following experience came in the shape of a p**n movie among my immature man friends who’d put on during a party. In the lady's bleached blonde hair to her giant fake tits, everything about it dropped into the class of fake. Certainly not a turn on like the aforementioned narrative, but seeing her take on four giant cocks somehow made the dream a little more genuine.

“This is still hate sex, Marcus. Don’t get any ideas. I still can’t stand your arrogant ass.” He stripped fast, cock rock hard and curving up. “Keep telling yourself that, pretty boy.” He crawled over me, pinning my wrists above my head with one hand while the other spread my legs. “But this hole doesn’t lie. It’s been clenching for me since the locker room.” He pushed back inside me raw, slow this time, inch by thick inch until he bottomed out. I moaned loud, back arching off the bed. “Fuck… you’re still so deep.”

his breath was heavier “Like a slut” I felt myself get wetter as green eyes finished the words for him. They seem to notice the impact of that title on me, because the next instant Brown hair was right in my face. “Are you a slut?” I parted my lips yet the only sound that escaped were soft breaths. He nudged me, “Say it…” “I…” My chest was thumping hard, blood racing yet I couldn’t speak…maybe from excitement. Brown smirked, “Of course you’re a slut. Only a slut would agree to be locked up in a room with strange men, begging to me fucked senseless.”

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

"I sucked Scott's cock after he fucked me in the ass without being cleansed first. It was videoed. I wanted my cheating bastard of a husband see me sucking Scott's shit encrusted cock after I kissed his lying mouth. He puked, the bastard. Can't say I ever want to do it again, but it wasn't so bad. Animals do eat shit sometimes. I think the thought of doing it is worse than the actual doing." "I was almost ready to drink piss," Janet said. "My ex-boyfriend humiliated me so much I started to crave humiliation. I asked Domina to piss on me, then piss in my mouth. She went so far as to piss on me, but convinced me I didn't deserve humiliation just because my ex used to treat me like shit. I woul

Sam actually blushed, "I'll send you the links. It was tough to track the origins of the vids, other than that one filmmaker, but the Reddit stories were easy. A lot were fakes, but I ended up making contact with quite a few posters whose stories were real. I also started reading stories posted on erotica sites and looking up the authors. A couple said right out that they were in incestuous relationships. The stories they wrote had a different feel, I got so I could tell." Deb smiled. I wondered what was in her coffee, "Reading and seeing all that must have been—exhausting." Sam looked right at my sister, "I'd do my work on a wooden chair with a suction cup dildo and towel under the chair. M

Julienne Daemon had come back that night and we had sex. It was more like I was a participant that had no say in anything and I had no right to turn down anything he wanted to try out. I was whipped and slapped, choked, and treated like a piece of garbage, and each time a moan escaped my lips much to my embarrassment, he would let out a groan and intensify the pain he dished out to me. It went on for the whole night and by the time he was done with me, I was too sore and tired to move an inch.