Sexfighting Stories Novels & Stories

It had been a habit for them to meet up every weekend and have straight sex until Monday morning. Once they were done stimulating themselves, Kelly bent Trisha on her fours. Trisha widened her legs giving her the access she needed for their next foreplay. Kelly plunged her whole fist inside Trisha's pussy with a force that sent a zap through Trisha's body. Trisha arched her back from the thrust, her body vibrating with excitement as Kelly began to fist her roughly. “Oh! You are the best Kelly!" “Harder! Don't have mercy on me!" She moaned as Kelly rammed her pussy with her fist.

"W-What do you want... it's like pity you p-po." The man grinned. "I won't tell you what I want anymore. Because you can give it to me..." He grabbed your hand and tied it. I tried to take it back but he slapped me. I feel the pain and the pain. But I still tried to take my hand back from him. I kicked his leg. "F*ta! You're really going to fight huh?!" he pulled my hair back and slapped me again. Two slaps... he caressed my cheek as if he had done nothing. "By the way... they say fighting women are better. Because they are also fighting in bed."

she whispers. What a fucking nut job. We roll around in the fountain fighting, taking turns drowning each other. I finally give her a kick to her stomach. She gets off me, and I barely crawl out of the fountain. I’m trying to stand up, feeling a little wobbly. She jumps at me from the fountain. We’re rolling around in the grass, bitch-slapping each other. She gives me a kick to the groin. Fuck, that hurts. I thought only men felt genuine pain down there. Gabriel is begging me to take over. However, I want to learn to fight. Even if it’s fighting dirty. I make a fist and punch her so hard it breaks her nose. She starts calling me names, and the guard picks her up and drags her away. I just la

“All the fighting got me horny and needy for your cock, darling.” I never knew that dirty talk from Serena’s lips could be such a turn-on. With a growl, I spun Serena and pushed her forward onto the back seat. She gasped, a shiver running down her spine. The shirt she has on is too skimpy to cover her ass when she’s bent over. Her pussy glistened, so wet and ready for me. A thrill runs through me. For five years, I had only done fighting but no fucking. Maybe this would be our new routine: killing bad guys and then fucking mad after.

Although I do not like her to call me slave, my face becomes red uncontrollably when she mentions me moaning during sex because I really did. Hearing my words, Cody gets closer to me. He lowers his head and try to look at my face. “ Emelia, we did not have sex. We were fighting. It is our tradition to fight with each other every time we meet to see if we have improved. If you do not believe me, look!” Cody rolls up his sleeves and show me the wounds on his arms. I think I should believe him now, but the truth is I still doubt it because I know that some women may hurt men during sex and men always forgive them until my eyes run down his waist line and see the broken part on his pants. It see

Renata was a girl who lived very modestly in a popular neighborhood in Mexico, she lived with her parents and three sisters, one of them was already married and had done very well, she had a very strong character and was the only one who faced her father without fear of being beaten. One day when she was still living with them, she came home from work and her father was hitting her mother, she interposed herself and her father was ready to hit her too, so she said to him: "Come on, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me:

Who give me the rough intense passionate sex I've been craving since I was a teenager. So judge me if you want. Call me a cheater. Call me a whore. Say I'm destroying my marriage. But I know the truth. My marriage was destroyed the moment I saw my husband on his knees with another man's cock down his throat. I'm just making the best of the situation I was forced into. And honestly? I've never been more satisfied in my life. The mechanic. The neighbor's brother. Both of them give me what I need in different ways. Both of them make me feel alive and desired and completely satisfied.

My pussy began to clamp down on his thick dick, pulsing violently as a massive wave of an orgasm hit me, making me squirt all over his thighs while I screamed his name. Hearing my undone cries, Julian lost his mind. He let out a loud, animalistic roar, driving himself into me three more times with terrifying power, before burying his dick to the absolute root. His entire body shook as he came, shooting a massive, boiling hot load of cum deep inside me, filling my tight pussy to the very brim.

“Tell me what a lying slut you are.” “I’m a slut!” she screamed, the bed shuddering with their motion. “A lying slut who tricked you just to get your cock in my ass!” “Good girl,” he praised, his hand coming down to smack her ass again, the sting mingling with the internal burn. He fucked her harder, his hips slamming into her with brutal force. The sounds were obscene—the slap of skin, his grunts, her choked cries. The whiskey bottle on the desk rattled.

I squirted again, harder this time, my legs trembling uncontrollably in his grip. Kai and Leo watched, stroking themselves, then decided to join. While Marcus fucked my pussy brutally, Kai climbed behind him. He spat on his own cock and slowly pushed it into Marcus’s ass. Marcus groaned deeply, his thrusts into me faltering for a second before he started fucking me even harder, using the momentum from Kai fucking him. The sex train formed perfectly. Marcus was buried in my pussy, Kai was buried in Marcus’s ass, and Leo moved to my mouth, face-fucking me while Tyler stroked himself and spat on my tits, rubbing it into my skin.