Belly Riding Story Novels & Stories

Evening 7 PM Anjana picks up her phone, dialed Amreet's number and... Listen, I am not feeling well. Can you please come bit early Amreet sounds worried, What happened? I an having nausea feeling and dizziness. I am on the way to home, but, still it will take more than 1 hour. You please lay on bed until I come. Sure! Next day morning 10 Am ------Say Cheese, You're going to be a Daddy! It took a few second for him to process this big news

Link huffed as he nuzzled my hand. “Hey buddy, gonna have to take it a little easier on me for the next couple of days,” I whispered. I ran my hand along his back, stopping at the saddled. My left arm was wrapped in a sling, making riding him even more of a challenge. I gritted my teeth as I gripped the saddle with my good arm. I placed my foot in the stirrups and shifted my weight as I threw my leg over. The world began to fall as I slipped and fell backwards. Just as I braced for the solid ground, I collided with a hard chest instead.

he joked and the ride with another man part felt dirty to my ears like riding his Cock? He raised me to the horse seat and mounted me on it as well, my back brushing his chest with one hand still wrapped around my waist as he handed me the reins with his hands guiding me on how to ride it. “Go!” The cave of the priestess was far high up in the seven mountains far from the rest of the Clans. All through the ride the feel of him and how wet the greedy womanhood of mine throbbed excitedly hoping to get attended to distracted my thinking space but I got back the hang of things.

I sit next to him and drape my legs over his knees, not wanting to alert the guy controlling the ride that I plan to climb into his lap. “You going to climb on my dick and ride me?” Theo whispers in my ear and a delicious shiver runs through me. I look up and around as we start moving and I shake my head. “I don’t know how sturdy this ride is for me to bounce up and down on you.” I giggle as we make our way a fourth of the way to the top.

My fingers were all but moistened inside. Then Bella mounted me and used her hand to slip me inside her. She was used to my size and it made me comfortable and excited about the whole thing. Once she had me deep inside, my body heated up to intense pleasure. "Good," I growled. She moaned and licked her finger, making me expand inside her walls the more. She began a slow rotation of her hips. As she moved, the edges of the pale-blue dress caressed my naked stomach and thighs. With the skirts of the dress spread out around her, Bella, riding atop me, looked like a soft, gigantic mushroom that had silently poked its face up through the dead leaves on the ground and opened under the sheltering w

She began to ride me; slowly at first, then our tempo began to increase. Soon I felt my worries fading as Kylie began to ride me expertly, both hands on his shoulder. Her baby bump did nothing to hinder her as she drove pleasure into me. The feeling was exhilarating, and soon I began to groan softly as our rhythm increased. I grabbed her waist for support and began to push myself into her from under.

Yet, she seemed to have forgotten all about it. She didn't just forget about it. She even let another man ride my prized and most beloved horse without telling me. Could it be that even she didn't belong to me anymore as well? I clenched my fists tightly and suppressed the violent urge in my chest. Cecil strode over and moved in front of Hazel to apologize to me. "Mr. Blanchard, one of the company's potential clients is a huge fan of horseback riding, and Hazel only brought me here to train my riding skills. You won't get mad at me for that, will you?"

It was a belly shot; I’ve only heard of those happening, never seeing one in real life. He was about to put his lips on her and drink from her belly button. Nausea rolled inside my stomach, and I wanted to pass out right then and there. My body trembled, and tears wouldn’t stop streaming down my cheeks as he slowly lowered himself to her, and then I lost my balance and went down.

Now seemed as good a time as any. I was given Lady Margaret’s sorrel. The groom assured me a baby could ride it. I hoped he was right as we meandered off toward the cave. I say meander because the hoofed sloth keenly recognized that I wasn’t his mistress. It made note of my lack of riding skills and took full advantage of the fact. No matter how hard I kicked, poked, or begged, we had one speed and one speed only; slow. Since I was being forced to ride side saddle -which only added to my riding distress- I decided that, as long as we were going in the right direction, I wouldn’t worry about it.

“Show us how much you love being our breeding toy.” I rode him fast, my tits bouncing, my swollen belly jiggling. My pussy made wet, filthy noises every time I slammed down. Kane’s knot swelled and locked us together. He filled me with another thick load, so much that some of it shot out around his knot and sprayed onto his stomach.