Semua Bab Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories: Bab 351 - Bab 355

Threesome with my neighbours (4)Her hand tangled in my hair, shoving me down until my mouth was buried at the base of Doug’s cock. I worked his balls with my tongue, lapping and sucking while they moved above me in a wild, desperate rhythm. The taste of sweat, skin, and anticipation flooded my mouth as Doug’s groans grew deeper, his body trembling beneath Jennifer’s relentless pace. I could feel him getting close—his cock pulsing, balls drawing up tight.I moaned around his sac, the vibrations sending a jolt through him just as his orgasm took over. His body jerked violently, a deep growl ripping from his throat as he emptied himself into Jennifer’s dripping pussy. She didn’t stop riding. If anything, she fucked him harder, milking every last drop as he bucked beneath her, caught in that beautiful, torturous sensitivity that followed a hard climax. Doug winced and grunted, his hips twitching while thick streams of cum leaked out around his cock.I started to lift my head, thinking it

Group Sex On The Balcony (2)I undid the guy’s zipper and pulled his cock out.It felt strange. having people watch me like this. It was average, not nearly as thick or long as Bob’s, so it looked smaller to me. Still, I slowly lowered my head and took the tip into my mouth. Pre-cum coated my tongue. I loved that taste. I loved cum! Yes, I was such a nasty cum slut!I loved having it on my skin, in my mouth, my pussy, my ass. I loved everything about it.Fuckkk!I started sucking on his cock, slowly at first. Then with more purpose as I heard him moan softly. I could feel myself purring, and I could feel myself getting wet again. I had to prove myself to these men. If Bob said I was good, I needed to show it. Bob leaned forward.“Best blowjob you’ve had?” he asked the guy.The guy groaned. “Yeah. Hell yeah. Your wife is a…”Bob chuckled. “Slut.” A thrill shot through me. “I told you.” Bob continued with pride. “My little cumslut is a great cocksucker.”The way he said it—my littl

Angelica was a walking temptation. She was curvy, confident, and all woman. Her skin gleamed like warm caramel, soft to the touch and flawless under any light. Her kinky auburn coils framed her face in a wild halo, complementing the sultry gaze of her big brown bedroom eyes. She had Full, pouty lips completed the package—and God, what a package. Her body was thick in all the right places: juicy, round ass that turned heads, full hips, thick thighs, a tiny waist, and breasts so bodacious they looked like they had their own gravitational pull. Angelica wasn’t just beautiful. She was brilliant, a woman with a sharp mind and the discipline to match her desires.But lately, discipline didn’t do much to ease her loneliness. Or her cravings.She hadn't been touched in far too long. One-night stands weren’t her style, no matter how many times her hormones begged her to reconsider. But tonight? Tonight she couldn’t fight it. The loneliness, the ache between her thighs, the weight of wanting—it