Sexfighting Stories Novels & Stories

I curse, thrusting my ass back into his pelvis, his long, hard dick rimming the hilt of my ass. “How strong are you now for a fair fight, huh?” Igor's hoarse voice penetrates my ears. I grit my teeth against the pleasure, tasting blood before backhanding him with finesse. The blow reaches home, causing him to pull out of me and stagger. His cock dangles as he holds onto his side. “Motherfucker!” He spits at me, fire in his eyes. Looking down at my cock, I realize it's still dripping, still looking for a release only Igor can offer me in this sex fight.

The wet squelching sounds were absolutely obscene. “You’re such a disgusting little fist slut,” she laughed. “Taking my whole hand like a cheap whore. I bet Maya would die if she saw her best friend getting fisted by her big sister.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came violently around her fist, my pussy gushing and squirting all over her arm and the bed. Lena kept fisting me through it, drawing out the orgasm until I was sobbing with pleasure. She finally pulled her hand out slowly, leaving my cunt gaping wide open. She brought her soaked fist to my mouth.

Raymond hissed, his hands fisting in my hair to steady my head while he positioned himself. He drove in with a single, powerful lunge. I let out a muffled scream against Richard’s cock, my body jerking forward from the force of the impact. Raymond filled me completely, his massive size stretching my pussy to the absolute limit. It was a sensory overload—Richard’s thickness filling my mouth and throat, while Raymond’s aggressive weight hammered into me from behind, his hips meeting mine with a jarring, rhythmic force.

Hitting the record button, she told her now ex-boyfriend exactly what she wanted to. “See that, asshole? I’ve just been fucked by about twenty men. And had more orgasms than I can count. Much better than any of the fucking pathetic sex you gave me with your needle dick. I hope my best friend enjoys you, because we’re never going to see each other again.” Wiping a strand of sperm off her cheek, she licked it off her finger and continued.

“But I could feel them. It was supposed to be a simple dance, and I am a darn good dancer. A dance to get their cocks hard, but it wasn’t enough for them. A hand found my waist; one of the men pulled me toward him with a force that tore my panties loose. The other man grabbed my tits. His palms were rough, Father. My breath hitched, and I just… I let him.” “Stop,” I croaked. It was a pathetic plea. “I let them fondle me in that room, their hands caressing every inch of my body. Even parts I didn’t think they would touch,” she breathed, the sound of her lips moving almost audible through the screen. “One of the men had slipped a finger into my asshole. At the end of it, I was crying out in pl

“This is what a real man does with his woman. You sold us out, and now you get to watch me fuck my pregnant wife in front of everyone.” The thrusts were deep and possessive. Sofia moaned loudly, unable to stay quiet. Her swollen tits swayed with every impact. Diego reached around and rubbed her clit while he fucked her, forcing her to cum hard in front of the bound traitor and all the watching men. Her cries echoed off the walls.

I had soaked the sheets down to the mattress. The faintest grin crossed Nathan’s face. “You need some kind of pleasure in your life. I can’t give it to you. Not like this. Remember all the fun we used to have? All the sexy shit we used to do.” A shiver ran down my spine as I thought about Nathan in healthier times. Our love life had never been an issue. No matter how broken we were, or how petty the argument, our sex life was something that never suffered. Sometimes we would fight over the smallest of things just to end up fucking like rabbits. It was a miracle I didn't get pregnant.

“You know, instead of gossiping and insulting your fellow girl, there are other things you can do with this time and energy. Are you not the girl that was caught in the toilet fucking a teacher?" I knew it was very petty but I just could not take it anymore. Is it so bad to have feelings for your best friend? I did not do anything wrong by loving my best friend. I did not beg him for sex. Whoever wrote that article about me is going to hear from me very soon. I would not just dit back and watch someone defame me. I would not let that happen. I was the shameful look on the short girl's face and I glared really hard at her.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

Fuck. I couldn’t feel the heat of Dex’s gaze, hopefully it was his father doing the showing. I forced myself to look away and watch the training. Matt and Felix won, the girls were given a warning to try harder. “I want to see real fighting. Stop being scared! If you draw blood, that’s the fucking point! You think the enemy is going to giggle and care if you push your tits out!” he screamed at Roxie and Cherry.