Slit Mouth Woman Novels & Stories

The woman screamed. "Stop acting like a madwoman here, don't embarrass yourself" Shawty tried to walk past her. The woman stopped her by dragging her hair. Shawty hates it when her hair gets grabbed. So she slapped the woman without restraint. The woman held her cheek in a daze, she could not believe that Shawty really hit her. she tasted blood in her mouth, she opened her mouth to talk something fell off from her mouth. The woman realized that it was her front tooth.

A small hole at the bottom just big enough to slide a plate of food through. Curled up on the stone floor with a chain around her neck is a frail woman. At a quick glance, I would have thought it was Samara, only this woman's blonde hair is waist length. Wrinkles on her forehead and the creases at the corner of her eyes give her age away. Her eyes flicker open and she scurries back across the stone floor. Pulling her thin legs up to her chest. She trembles as she places her hands on either side of her head. She begins to rock. Whispers leave her lips, but they are nothing more than sounds.

They were still burning and pulsing as though they wanted to draw out her veins. "I will make sure you suffer great discomfort," The woman said. Ejima licked her lower lips. She needed a plan and fast. If only the woman had not ceased her sling, that would have given her the leverage to afflict some severe damage. But now she was armless and at the mercies of this ruthless creature. How can she possibly get away?

She held her mouth wide open, a smirk dancing across her face, her tongue teasingly darting around the perimeter of those full lips. The wanton sluttiness was too much - I finally exploded and let loose a geyser. The first shot went all over her face reaching to her hairline. The next was mostly in her open mouth. Then, I had my dick in her mouth, and she sucked me off to finish.

The woman laughs, revealing a row of ugly, half rotten teeth and the next moment, she spits in my face only to laugh some more. As I slowly wipe the goo off my face and glance at my hand right after, I realize whatever she spit on me is thick and black, so definitely not saliva in the normal sense of the word. When I look up from my hand and back to her face, she’s not laughing anymore. In fact, her face is stoic and completely stoic, like someone who has already accepted their fate as it is.

"YAKKK, LET ME GO !! NAUGHTY GIRL" The woman shows her smirk, she duck down and clutch the man's jaw "You dare you call me by that designation" which then blow the man's face. Make the man sculpting and his heart rustling The woman smiles cynically "You call me that? Even with just a gust of breath, You get tempted like that quickly" the woman then she growls angry. PLAK "YOU OLD BAD BOY THIRSTY OF TOUCH, DON'T EQUALIZE ME WITH A SLUT WHO IS ALWAYS READY TO STRADDLE IN FRONT OF YOU. YOU ARE SUCH A POOP !"

I turned and looked at the glory hole. This person was even more eager than most. Lips were pressed up against the hole, almost poking through to my side. I knew instantly that the lips belonged to a woman (usually I didn't see and didn't know). They were exceptionally thick and pouty, but natural. They had a gentle pink color but with absolutely no hint of lipstick. Her lips were somewhat open, almost a sly smile, revealing a small line of dazzlingly white teeth. There were no winkles at the corner of her mouth so I knew she was young. The only blemish, if you can call it that, on the light white skin around her lips was a beauty mark just above her lip on the left side of her nose. Honestl

The woman riding his lap grinned. “Don’t pretend you’re not loving this,” she purred, grinding against him. “Look at her, her mouth full cunt and her clit is still begging or more. You ever made her scream like that?” Onstage, Amelia was gasping around cock, tears streaming down her cheeks as the man beneath her grabbed her hips and slammed up into her harder and harder. “Whore’s loving it,” someone shouted. “Make her thank you!” a woman replied. The man in her mouth pulled out and slapped her cheek. “Thank us.”

Hole opened her mouth even wider, even though the gag already forced her lips practically as far apart as they would go, and the steel slipped out past her perfect teeth. Hole, like the good trained pleasure slave that she was, resisted the temptation to close her mouth and rest her jaw. She had had bruises on her ass for weeks the last time she forgot that her mouth was for use - either by a gag or a cock - but always to remain open. Drool pooled freely at the edge of her mouth and tongue, dripping down onto her exposed tits, pausing at the rings on her nipples before falling to the glistening floor.