Swallowed Novels & Stories

His voice filled with panic. Collapsing onto my knees, the thundering of my heart rushing to my ears while I could breathe. Fire shot up my throat, a curdling in my stomach as I’m unable to hold it back anymore. I vomited blood, the metallic taste potent on my tongue and making me even more nauseas. Something is shoved into my mouth, his hand pressing my jaw closed and forcing me to swallow the blood and something bitter and earthy. “Swallow it. I know it’s painful.”

I swallow quickly. I know a lot of women don’t like to swallow, but I never understood that. If you take the cock into your mouth, you might as well let him cum into it, and if he cums in your mouth you might as well swallow it; that's my principle, what I believe in and what I practice. Apart from this, I've come to realize from health experts that the fluid is quite healthy for ladies, and contains some amount of nutrients which will exert a good effect on the body. I don't regret swallowing it. I never got any great thrill out of it other than knowing most guys like it when you do, and since I‘m not going to blow someone unless I like him, why wouldn’t I make it as thrilling for him as I

I cry out comfortably, reassured that no one can hear us. Dean, driven by my words, uses his free hand to place a finger in my mouth. I eagerly welcome it, grabbing his wrist to guide his finger down my throat, feeling the satisfying squeeze of my esophagus around it. As I swallow repeatedly, my eyes roll back, and though I seem on the verge of screaming, the overwhelming pleasure renders me silent.

If I vomited right now, maybe Nash would tell me to swallow it again. My tongue was numb when I put the porridge into my mouth. Nash became even more enthusiastic by dragging my head all over the floor which was spilled with porridge. I was really disgusted and wanted to vomit. I kept holding it in and wanted to swallow the porridge. My body was stiff as if rejecting what I wanted to swallow. "SWALLOW!" Nash shouted again as if he knew that I was having difficulty swallowing the porridge. Tears kept coming out of my eyes and even came into my mouth. I could taste the salt mixed with the cold porridge in my mouth. I tried to swallow it, my saliva pooling in my mouth. It was very difficult to

"Very good, slut, very good. Keep it up! Don't take it out of your mouth." I gained courage and decided to spit on his cock, wetting it all over. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and started swallowing, helping myself with my tongue to slide it in little by little. "Whew, almost there, slut, almost there... Keep going, keep goin-," James was saying as he watched me swallow his cock and as he took my hair in his hands to keep it from coming right in front of my eyes. I managed to swallow his cock whole. I could feel his head touching the deepest part of my throat, and I turned my eyes to him, looking at him with total pride at my feat.

Jacqueline was so caught off-guard that she swallowed the worm. She wasn't sure if she was overthinking it, but she could feel it sliding through her esophagus. It was so disgusting that it gave her goosebumps. Willow made sure Jacqueline had swallowed the cursed worm before removing the cloth. Like a madwoman, Jacqueline got on her knees and tried to vomit to remove the worm from her. However, no matter what she did, the only thing that came out of her was bile because she hadn't eaten anything for more than 20 hours.

Swallow. Swallow. Swallow. Another handful. Another suffocating mouthful. My body convulsed as my throat tried to reject it, but I forced it down. And then— A wave of nausea slammed into me. Hot and violent. I clamped a hand over my mouth, trembling, but I knew I couldn’t hold it back. I tried so damn hard to stop it but my stomach revolted with brutal force. I lurched sideways and vomited.

She swallowed and took it from him. Taking a deep breath, she place it in her mouth and closed her eyes. Then a stream of it went down the drain. Because it was a whole snake egg, it hadn't been chewed in any way, there was a thin, hard shell on the outside. She swallowed too quickly, and all of a sudden, it got stuck in her throat. As much as she could, she couldn't swallow. Her hand unconsciously pinched her throat, wanting to spit it out, but she couldn't.

Opening my mouth I did what he asked, and he tasted sweet, my licks weren’t enough but it did what he needed as after a couple of more rubs he shoved his shaft down my throat to shoot his cum, it was such a huge load that when he was done he tore my underwear off me. My mouth was full of his cum, and when he saw I didn’t swallow he held my cheeks between his thumb, and index finger to growl. “Swallow baby.” Doing what he said he smiled at my action, while his other hand started to run down my damp lower lips, I’m trying to concentrate on his smile but I really couldn’t focus on anything but his fingers, when I felt one of his thick fingers enter me it made my back arch, and his thumb started

I kept sucking, my eyes watering, my body trembling. He thrust deeper, hitting the back of my throat, and held there. I gagged again, but he didn’t relent. His cock pulsed, throbbed, and then he was coming, hot, thick streams of cum shooting directly down my throat. He groaned, long and loud, his fingers pressing harder against my neck. “Swallow it,” he commanded, voice husky. “All of it.” I did. I swallowed around his cock, taking every drop, the salty warmth coating my tongue and sliding down my throat. He stayed buried, letting me milk him until he softened.