Violent Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Every time his palm connects I moan louder, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Yes, give me those sounds, make me grow inside your cunt, Victoria!” He groans animalistically, fucking me roughly, just the way I like it. He leans over my back, reaches around, and takes one nipple between his fingers, pinching hard while he spanks the other breast with his free hand. “You like being treated like this? Like a dirty little fucktoy on your client’s couch?” “Yes…mmm…” “I like it…ahh…don’t stop…” Oh damn, I really do.

They fucked harder. No mercy. No pause. Bodies slapping wetly. Grunts and curses leaking through the wall. My orgasms came in waves—violent, back-to-back, squirting messily around the cock in my pussy, soaking thighs, platform, floor. Each one milked them tighter. They groaned in unison—low, animal sounds. One by one they finished. First the face-fucker—pulling out at the last second, hot ropes splashing across my cheeks, lips, chin. Dripping down my neck.

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

Owned. I added a third finger, stretching my tight walls as I fucked myself harder, water splashing around my thrusting hand. In my mind, it wasn’t some anonymous actor; it was a strong, dominant man who was pinning me down, calling me his filthy secret while using my body for his pleasure while my senator husband was none the wiser. “Fuck me… ruin me…” I whispered desperately, eyes glued to the screen as the man on the video slapped the woman’s ass hard, leaving a bright red handprint. She cried out in pleasure, her pussy visibly creaming around his thick cock.

“So much better than you should.” He picked up the pace, thrusting harder. The sound of skin slapping against skin was soft but dangerous in the quiet house. Lila pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. Victor reached around and rubbed her clit while he fucked her. “Come for me,” he ordered. “Come on my cock while your husband is sleeping upstairs.” The filthy words pushed Lila over the edge. She came hard, her pussy clenching around him as waves of pleasure rolled through her. Victor fucked her through it, then buried himself deep and came with a low groan, filling her with hot cum.

she says lightly, disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door. The second the water starts running, my hands shake with urgency. I’ve been holding back this horniness the entire drive, imagining girls eating me out. I open my laptop quickly, load the lesbian p**n site, and click on a video. Two women are going at it intensely , one on her back, legs spread wide while the other buries her face between her thighs, tongue working deep through wet folds, fingers thrusting hard.

Damien took Victor’s place behind me and slammed back inside my pussy in one violent thrust, making me scream. “Yes! Fuck me!” I moaned shamelessly, pushing my ass back to meet his thrusts. Damien fucked me even harder than Victor had — deep, punishing strokes that made my whole body jolt forward. Every time he bottomed out, I felt his balls slap against my swollen clit. Victor knelt in front of me, fisted my hair and fed me his cock again, forcing me to taste my own juices while Damien railed me from behind. “Look at you,” Victor groaned, fucking my face. “Getting passed around like a cheap whore. This is what you were fantasizing about, isn’t it? Two men destroying your holes?”

The combination of having incestuous sex in front of strangers while enduring sexual insults combined with the friction in her pussy was too much for her to take and her body and soul exploded. The wails from her mouth were so loud it brought others into the room to see. And for the first time she squirted all over. I kept ramming my meat into her intensely spasming vagina to prolong her orgasm. Then I gave in and shot my hot cream up into her womb. My hips bucked up against hers and we grinded them roughly together. We kept grinding and grinding in an effort to extract every drop of cum we had in our bodies. Then we collapsed in a heap with Grandma's sweaty body on top of mine. We are now i

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

“And most people just skim between the sex scenes, anyway, in these types of books.” Gregory laughed, losing his breath. “Most people don’t have your absolute focus on sex, Vixen.” “Shame, that. If everyone focused on getting off, they wouldn’t get into all other sorts of strife,” she was teasing him. “Do you want me to tell you a real porn story, rather than one from a book?”