Wife Forced Anal Novels & Stories

Adefunke said, “Are you not enjoying me having you, let me enjoy this magnetic contact” Damilola said, and he continues having her, Adefunke was trying to push him away, but she doesn't have the stamina, and she said, “please, give me some water” she said, “I'm coming, and he was pounding her fast, for about fourty five minutes before he came In her anal, Adefunke was very tired, she laid on the bed trying to stretch her spine,“do you want to kill me?“ Adefunke asked,

She looks at me, “Do you really want to know, huh?” And then I nod. She looks around and then she puts her mouth really close and next to my ears, “Well, you see, deep throat was okay, but the anal sex? God, no! Never! Don’t even know how those girls in porn could pull it up.” I giggle like a super tipsy girl and I find her story really entertaining, “So, it didn’t get in?” “Gosh, no! We really tried, but even with lubes, it is impossible, I was crying, can you imagine?” she said with irritation and disgust in her voice.

She raised her heart-shaped ass up to meet his frenzied thrusts and tried to keep her shrill screams of pleasure somewhat muted in the early morning silence. Marcy recovered quickly and watched the tableau with rising passion. Her own anus was quivering and remained still gaped after her own recent anal impalement but she was caught up in being witness to the mulatto girl's anal penetration only inches from her face. The kinky businesswoman pushed her beautiful face into the point of coupling and kissed and licked both the vampire chief and the trembling mulatto girl with her fevered lips and greedy tongue. Lafitte chuckled and shoved all four of his fingers into the human's gaped anus. It w

I tease and see the woman's body tremble. I let out a low laugh and then began to insert the anal plug, carefully so as not to hurt her. I know I need to ask her to clean herself when I play like this. Ayla tried to stay still, but her body trembled and her waist moved. As soon as I'd finished inserting the plug, I slapped her on the left side of her ass.

His wet shaft found my anal ring I shuddered as my new husband drilled his cock against me. He would bugger me. I was so glad for it. I wanted to have him enjoy every bit of me and my daughters. We were his sluts. He knew that now. He would never leave us. I shuddered as he drilled that mighty cock against my anal ring. He pushed so hard on me. My asshole widened to swallow his cock. I whimpered into my little girl's cunt as my anal ring widened and widened to take his dick. He drilled so hard against me. I whimpered as my backdoor opened to take his rod.

I force them wider with my knee. I stood and unzipped my pants. My cock springs out—thick, hard, veins throbbing. Pre-cum already beading at the tip. I fist the base. Slap the head against her cheek. Once. Twice. Wet smacks. “Open your mouth, wife.” She glares up at me. Lips pressed tight. I grab her jaw. Force it open. Shove my cock in. She gags instantly. Throat convulses. Spit floods out, runs down her chin, drips onto her tits.

He dove in three fingers deep inside her vagina and Nadia quickly gripped the bedsheets with her hands. Her eyes opened again and this time she stared up at the ceiling, sobbing helplessly as the man on top of her who was her husband was forcing her to have sex with him. Firmly against her will. Many times she had always anticipated that this day might come. But she never thought it would be this soon. Anatoly relentlessly moved his fingers in and out of her, earning a painful moan out of Nadia. Her toes curled and her leg moved a little but felt restrained by her metal prosthetic leg.

Her legs are on my leg. Ah ah ah. My dick twisted. I can not take it anymore. I just want to take roya now. I want her. I want her. But she is in sleep. How can I do it to her! I love her. I can force for just because I am in pain. My mind "stop this nonsense. She is your wife. You have right on her. You waited for long. Now it it time. Woke her up and fuck her hard. She should moan your name. I want to hear her moans."

Seeing her hurriedly stuff the photo into her pocket, I sneered. "You left me on the road so that you could rush back here to relieve your tension?! What happened to your Arousal Disorder?" Clearing her throat to hide her guilt, Wendy quickly looked away. "I was just about to feel something, but you interrupted me, and now I don't feel anything again." I looked at her flushed face and scoffed. "Really? I thought your problem was just a lie so that I wouldn't touch you." Under my questioning, a fleeting look of panic flashed in her eyes.

He rubbed it around the opening, pulling my cheeks apart to give him easier access. I murmured in protest as I felt him pushing his finger on my hole, trying to open it. “What’s wrong, slut?” he asked, still pushing his finger. “I don’t like anal,” I told him. He stopped pushing and landed a hard smack on my pussy. “You’re going to do what I want you to do and the more you complain, the worse it is going to be for you,” he said, bringing his finger back to the hole. I cried out as I felt his finger enter my tight asshole. He moved it around, pushing it in even farther and putting another finger up to the opening.