Reluctant Bridesmaid Gangbang (Rough Dubcon Erotica)
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Michelle, a bridesmaid in her sister's wedding, has a secret. She's into gangbangs and secretly fantasizes about her boyfriend and his dominant, masculine friends taking her on, so when she overhears the guys talking about her through the thin apartment walls, she doesn't hesitate to meekly stumble outside in a robe to join them. More
Michelle, a bridesmaid in her sister's wedding, has a secret. She's into gangbangs and secretly fantasizes about her boyfriend and his dominant, masculine friends taking her on, so when she overhears the guys talking about her through the thin apartment walls, she doesn't hesitate to meekly stumble outside in a robe to join them.
But what she doesn't expect is that they're fresh from the bachelor party - sex-starved and inebriated - and also excited to get a peak of her hot, hidden flesh, whether she's offering or not! When her boyfriend excuses himself to the restroom for just a few precious moments the guys surround her, their raw masculinity shining through as they poke and prod and finally start stripping her down.
As Michelle gears up to deny them, her boyfriend steps out of the bathroom, commanding them all to take her on!
Warning: This 7,000 word adult story involves reluctant, dubious consent, a forced blowjob, two cocks in one mouth, gangbang sex, being dominated by several sexy guys at once, submitting to the pack, and an insecure girlfriend showing off for several horny guys until things spin out of control into hard, rough sex, no holds barred, that starts with a spark and ends in a shower of cum.
Read on as Michelle is used, abused and taken advantage of, fucked in her ass and double penetrated.
Michelle felt herself heating up, a deep, dark curl of heat spiraling out of control in her lower belly. She could feel them want her, feel the eyes and the heat of their arousal spike the heat in the room. The close quarters had her forming a light sheen of sweat, most notably inbetween her breasts.
She giggled at something on screen and Max chuckled, transforming his up and down rubbing motion into a sideways one, rubbing the side of his hand in a slow, grinding circle up and underneath her robe. Somebody else laughed too from behind them, one of six guys all watching her.
"I need another beer," Michelle announced, and stood, feeling Max's hand graze her bare hip as she got up. Her bottle wasn't even half finished, but the more she sat there and reveled in their gaze, the more she enjoyed the hot, heavy feeling of male arousal and testosterone surging through the apartment, it was the more she realized that the real person she couldn't trust was in fact, herself.
If somebody dared do more than play on her leg, she felt she just might give in, despite her boyfriend in the bathroom, despite how one call to him could end everything, could have them outside waiting for cabs thinking about how they almost could've landed her.
Michelle felt the keyword was they. She surprisingly wasn't thinking of them as Max or Steve/Rob and Ross anymore. The six guys in the room had become a they, and the more Michelle thought of them as that, the sexier she felt. That it wasn't just one or two, but all of them sitting uncomfortably, all of them trying to eye her up and touch her and entice her.
Steve, or maybe it was Rob, but he felt like a Steve right now, caught her by the wrist. He caught his footing hard as he spun her back to him, holding a new beer in one hand and spinning her as if they were dancing with the other.
He especially, Michelle thought to herself, was the embodiment of them all. She'd seen Steve before in action at a bar. He didn't like to be told no, didn't feel like women reserved the right to turn him down. More importantly, he didn't seem like the kind of guy to really ask permission in the first place. He felt dangerous.
"I've got one right here," he said. He stared her in the eyes as he said it, pulling her close. He placed his hand behind her back, caressing her and bunching her robe up in the same action.
Michelle felt cool air on her ass as the robe scrunched up under Steve's hand. Max shifted on the couch, leaning around to get a look at her as some of the other guys from the kitchen started pushing each other out of the way.