Sexfighting Stories の小説・ストーリー

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

My torso collapsed to the cold tile while I growled like a dog. His hips met mine in sinful slaps, echoing in the empty changing room, his fist pushing in after… my teeth clenched so tight when I felt my toes curl and my vision blur as he brutally destroyed me. With one final slam, he burst his sperm deep inside me while I scrambled with the ball rings, my sperm shooting out immediately. “Bloody fuck. You're a bitch” he gasped weakly, roughly pulling out his fist then his cock as we both slumped to the floor weakly, the sound of our breath filling the room.

“Please fuck me…” Damien dropped the belt and grabbed my hips. In one brutal motion, he slammed his entire thick cock into my pussy, stretching me open so suddenly that I screamed into the mattress. He immediately started pounding me with savage, deep strokes — no warm-up, no mercy. The sound of his hips slamming against my sore ass filled the room as he fucked me like an animal. Victor knelt in front of me, grabbed my hair and forced his cock down my throat, fucking my face just as brutally.

I left the club on shaky legs, cum still leaking into my underwear, fresh bite marks on my neck, and blood smears on my skin. I had gone looking for a story about underground fighting. Instead, I had become the fighter’s personal cumdump. And tomorrow night, I would be back in that cage, bent over and begging for more.

My legs shook so bad I almost collapsed but he held me up, pounding through it without slowing down. The intensity made my head spin, my vision going fuzzy around the edges as I nearly blacked out from how hard my body was shaking. Juices kept spraying everywhere, running down my thighs and his balls in thick streams while my cunt kept milking him tight. Victor growled right in my ear, his voice rough and mean as he kept destroying my sloppy hole with those deep punishing thrusts. “That pathetic husband of yours could never make you cum like this, could he? Never stretch this greedy married cunt properly or fill it the way it needs. Look at you squirting all over my cock like a desperate cum

He cut short when something painfully thrusted into him. Stefan slapped his ass. “Unclench it.” He quickly did as ordered and soon, he was being fucked. Stefan continued thrusting hard into him and soon Gerald was making sounds of pleasure. “He likes being your bitch, Daddy.” Yasmine said from where she stood with her phone, recording the two men. “You hear that?” Stefan asked, pounding into the other man. “You like being my bitch?” “No!” Stefan smacked his ass. “Yes!” He howled. “I like being your bitch. Fuck me.

“Fuck yourself deep while you serve them. I want to see how much you love being a locked cuck.” Mark’s tiny pink cage throbbed as he positioned the thick dildo under himself. With his face burning, he lowered his ass onto it right there in front of everyone. The fat head stretched his hole wide, making him whimper as he sank down inch by inch until it was buried deep inside him. “Yes… like that, faggot.” Cindy moaned as her first bull mounted her. Chinedu slammed into Cindy’s cum-filled cunt and bred her hard. Mark watched inches away as he released rope after rope pumped into his wife’s womb, the moment Chinedu pulled out, Mark crawled to him, dildo still lodged in his ass.

Celine retorted, Richard burst Into laughter, and asked, “are you for real, do you serious about these marriage Issues?“ Richard said, “yes, am serious,” Celine said, “Please forget about the story, and lets open another page and created new stories,” Richard says, “exactly what we are starting,” Celine said, and she stood up and locked the door, threw the key under the bed, and say, “let's get started and create many stories and join them with the old stories of our life,” Celine said, “Please, open this door,” Richard said, “both of us will be here till tomorrow morning,” Celine said, and she turned on the television and she search for xxx/ porn channels and she increased the volume, and s

I hate how they know me so well. “You’re not wrong Pax. Fighting is like fucking. You gotta to be agile, reactive, and have enough fucking stamina to render your opposition powerless.” I feel my dick twitch just thinking about it. Seeing a woman panting, glistening with sweat after she has won a battle or defeated by her climax is perfect. We all snicker as I shove my hands in my pockets of my black ripped jeans.

He gave her more through the night. When, she woke in the morning, he was watching her. He reached a finger out to touch her cheek, but she flipped on top of him. Feeling the wetness between her legs rubbing against him, with her breasts leaning into his face, he started to get hard again. “Like this now!” She said with delight. “I want to try it like this now!” She exclaimed coaxing his cock and then spreading her legs wider to engulf it.