Belly Riding Stories Novels & Stories

Ava whispered, nudging me with her elbow as we crouched behind a hedge overlooking the white-fenced paddocks. Romero looked every bit the aristocratic equestrian: black pants, navy riding shirt, gloves tucked into his waistband, hair slightly wind-tousled. He was adjusting a saddle while Monica, God help us all, giggled beside him, struggling to mount her horse like she’d never seen one before. “What a bitch,” Belle muttered. “Someone get her a fainting couch.” I stood. “I’m riding.”

The entire day became a marathon of belly-focused breeding. He took her against the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. Pressed her belly against the cool glass while fucking her from behind, the cold making her whimper as her heavy dome squished outward. Anyone with binoculars on a boat far below might have seen them a heavily pregnant woman being railed while her massive belly was on full display. He made her ride him reverse cowgirl, forcing her to bounce on his cock while he held her belly from behind, feeling it bounce and slap against her thighs with every drop. The visual drove him wild.

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

When my ass finally rested against his hips, I felt impossibly full, his cock buried to the hilt inside me. Sarah climbed up immediately, straddling Jake’s face. She faced me, her wet pussy lowering onto his mouth as she grabbed my tits with both hands. “Ride him, Emma. Fuck your stepbrother while Mommy grinds on his tongue.” Jake groaned into Sarah’s cunt as I started moving. I braced my hands on his strong thighs and began bouncing, lifting until just the head stretched my entrance, then slamming back down. The wet, obscene slap of my ass meeting his hips filled the room. Every downward thrust made his cock hit deep inside me, rubbing against that perfect spot.

“On me, slut. Show everyone how that cunt can ride.” "Oh fuck, that dick is nasty!" A guy yelled, and they all wanted to see me ride it. Nasty bastards. Hands grab me, lifting me off the floor, carrying me to him. They set me down, straddling his lap. My pussy lips stretch wide as he eases his monstrous dick inside, and I scream my head off as I take him completely. “Ohhh fuck, it’s so deep!” The me holler around me. I ride him hard, bouncing on his cock while my tits slap up and down, dripping spit and cum down my body. Then another man presses behind me, prying open my ass again.

“Then take it.” So wound up with the need to come, Belle didn’t hesitate. She began riding him hard and fast like a woman possessed, oddly liking the friction coming from the feel of the denim of his jeans against her ass. There was something about fucking a guy when she was totally naked and they were still partially dressed that got Belle going. She probably shouldn’t have enjoyed the way he was gripping her throat, but she did. It was possessive and dominant and a reminder of how much stronger he was, how he could easily hurt her but never would.

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

I heard his zipper, then felt the thick, hot head of his bare cock pressing against my hole. "No condom?" I choked out. "Bareback, Alex. I want to feel every inch of this virgin ass." He pushed forward, not slow. The head popped in and I groaned loud, the burn intense. "Too big…slow down…" "Take it." He gripped my hips hard and drove deeper, inch by thick inch, stretching me wide open. "Fuck, you're tight. Gripping me like you were made for this." I clawed at the couch cushions, moaning helplessly as he bottomed out. His heavy balls pressed against me. The fullness was overwhelming, hot, throbbing, raw.

That’s all! I took another bite. Their faces were blank. Bella: that’s the most ridiculous story I’ve ever heard. Try again. Annie: is that really all? I groaned, nodding. Me: yes, Annie. And it’s not ridiculous, Bella, it’s the truth! Annie: wait—so you mean to tell me you guys weren’t cuddling because you just had the steamiest, slowest, intensely fierce sexual intercourse?! I rolled my eyes.

"As long as my customer is not the Princess Peach, I'm the best employee you can get." Karmen dropped three omelets during breakfast alone. The last, which landed on a bald guy's shirt, came while I was on a transcontinental phone call from Celie. "What was that noise? I know that noise! No! Don't tell me! It was a breaking dishes noise!" "Jet-skiing? Wow, Celie, you're on fiyaaah!" "When they untie me, Miss. Kononovich, you better watch out for yourself!"