Slit-mouthed Novels & Stories

However, his expression remained unchanged. I complied, positioning myself so that my lips were now wrapped around his tip. Unintentionally, my tongue pressed against the slit, making him grunt. He gripped the side of my head, thrusting his hips and pushing himself deep into my throat, causing an immediate gag reflex. As I prevented myself from falling backward, I felt his abdominal muscles flex under my palm. My hand moved to the base of his shaft while he held my head in place, forcefully thrusting into my mouth. His head tilted back slightly as his lips found my ear, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. He persisted, maintaining a slow and steady pace. However, over time, his thr

The bond hums in my chest, louder than before, like a chain pulling taut. "I don't belong to anyone," I say quietly. Kael Draven smiles. It's not a kind smile. It's the smile of a man who knows he's already won. "We'll see," he says. "We'll see."

My teeth bite into the sensitive flesh, but he doesn’t let up. Tears line the edges of my lids, threatening to spill over as he leans down and bares his teeth in a vicious snarl. “I’m going to show you exactly what happens to students with smart mouths. You’re going to swallow my cum like the fucking bad girl you are, and I don’t give a fuck if you don’t like it.”

"You still laugh! You still have the face to laugh!" This slap, viciously distorted half of Jane Tong's face, her neck twisted to the side, half leaning on the chair, she did not move, on the side of the head leaning back in the chair posture, despite the corner of the mouth by the slap cracked pain, she was as if she did not notice, faintly opened her mouth:

My saliva coated him completely, and every stroke made my own arousal surge hotter. “Yeah, that’s it,” he hissed. “You love it, don’t you? You want it so fúcking bad. You want me to fúck you like the filthy little slút you are. You want my cóck buried so deep inside your tight cúnt you can feel me in your fúcking throat.”

, My aсоrn, whiсh burst, disappeared in her wet mоuth. It was heavenly! Andreas' wet lips сlоsed mоre and mоre tightly arоund my сосk as she slоwly pushed it deeper intо her thrоat. I соuldn't help but grоan as she started mоving her head up and dоwn at a steady paсe, pushing a fair bit mоre оf my сосk dоwn her thrоat eaсh time until she finally gоt her nоse оn my stоmaсh. Panting, she released my сосk again and laughed: "Соme оn, Alex! Fuсk my little hооker mоuth!"

Juicy barreled down the short hall screaming something, while her heart slammed into her ribcage. She fell to her knees and lifted her mother's head, placing it on her lap. Her mother looked up at her and there was the froth of spit pooling from the side of her mouth and one eye seemed to stare straight ahead, while the other looked up at her in fear. Juicy didn't understand how her mother could be looking in two totally different directions and then slowly she realized that half of her mother's pretty face had slipped¡­

Sloane ate her pussy like she was starving for it. She used her lips to suck Mira’s swollen labia into her mouth, nibbling gently. She speared her tongue deep into Mira’s opening, fucking her with it, before returning to circle her clit with relentless, focused pressure. “Taste so fucking good,” Sloane moaned against her flesh, the vibrations making Mira’s knees buckle.

“I… I want more…” My grin widened. “Then open wide, slut. I'm not done using your mouth.”

My teeth slam together. The river flashes through the trees—black, swollen, angry. “No,” I whisper. “No, no—”