Brett Cooper Sexy Novels & Stories

"You are so stunning, so hot and sexy... I can't hold back anymore." Britney clawed her nails gently down his back, completely lost to the fire consuming her from the inside out. Losing every remaining shred of sanity, Cole shifted his weight, positioning himself perfectly between her thighs. Her warmth brushed against his manhood, sending a jolt of pure lightning through his veins. "Please, give me relief," Britney begged breathlessly, blindly shifting against him. Had she been in her right mind, her human modesty would have stopped her, but the drug stripped away every hesitation, guiding her hips upward to invite him in.

I’m frozen in place, holding my girlfriend’s hand, watching his cock glide in and out of her. Jesus, he’s big. Longer, thicker, and filling her more than I ever could. He eases back, allowing me to see every inch of his huge, come-soaked erection. He aims the tip at her stomach – his length is so huge that it almost touches her skin, even though he’s kneeling above her – and jerks the base with one hand. Brett groans in triumph and unloads on my girlfriend. She coos, loving the feeling of his hot, sticky semen erupting over her skin.

He whispered holy in her ears, it's sounded so erotic, those words were enough to turn me on. I unconsciously parted my thighs, enough to free his hand that was trapped between them, Brett smirked and pushed higher until he cupped my heater entrance. I yelped, pulling my thighs tightly together, I trapped his hand and this time Brett didn't bother to tell me, he used his other hand to push my legs apart. “Relax” was all he said before he nudged my underwear aside and touched my core.

Brett in all his urbane sophistication, standing at the desk where he ruled an empire, stroking his big cock in and out of her greedy mouth. She gripped his straining thighs in both hands, frantically working her lips and tongue, desperate for his climax. His balls were heavy and big, an audacious display of his powerful virility. She cupped them, rolling them gently, feeling them tighten and draw up. "Ah, Daisy." His voice was a throaty rasp. His grip tightened in her hair. "You’ re making me come." The first spurt of semen was so thick, that she struggled to swallow. Mindless in his pleasure, Brett was thrusting against the back of her throat, his cock throbbing with every wrenching pulse

The look on his face was priceless-as if he didn't know we hadn't had sex in God knew how long. I leaned up on my elbow and took in Brett as a whole. The way he laid there, his body-the sight of him in general. I had forgotten how beautiful he was when I stopped long enough to enjoy the view. He was truly breathtaking, and his green eyes shone with love. I trailed my vision down his lean torso, loving the hardness of his chest and the billowing rolls of his abdomen, and finally landed on the velvety ecstasy of his rock-hard dick, which was staring back at me, daring me to come play.

I was surprised to see Jo still dancing with as big as she was getting. “Well, here they come. Better get the cards out.” This was my favorite part. Flipping around, I got the pleasure of watching Brett walk up to me. My eyes went to her legs until her breast pushed against me. “Hey, sexy.” She whispered in my ear. Grabbing the back of her head, I forced her to look at me as I kissed her. “Is it time to leave yet?” I asked. She just laughed and pulled me to the table. “Give it a break!” Beau was back. “All fucking night.” He groaned as I pulled Brett onto my lap.

“I have solid evidence of that. You can't help it, Cooper. Your secret has been exposed." "Go to hell and don't try to contact me again." Cooper was about to turn off his phone when the mysterious man suddenly laughed in a discordant voice. "Are you scared, Cooper? You've been keeping a big secret from everyone all along, that Brittany Smillow is Teressa Daniel." tut tut tut

I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even notice her walk over. “Who says that I don’t have a sexy maid outfit.” She whispered in my ear. OK, well fuck, I raised my eyebrow at her, and she gave me an innocent smile. Please, my queen, my Tesoro is quite the naughty little thing behind closed doors. I am not buying this innocent act at all. I give her ass a nice slap, and she lets out a gasp. “Ok, you two, none of that shit in the presence of us, please. “ Brett said.

Laying there and actually feeling quite cozy, I begin to enjoy this snuggle, Brittany 's breath evening out as she either dozes lightly or at least becomes very relaxed. The heat from her breasts emanating into my hand, and the soft yet firm grip of her cheeks on my cock so sensual and erotic. After several minutes of silence, and of enjoying the feel of being pressed against her, my cock starts to swell again, Brittany 's feminine body iresistibly arousing, my teenage hormones ramping up again as I shift a little to let my cock grow, feeling him pulse between her buttcheeks. Staying perfectly still, feeling my cock as it twitches rhythmically between her soft mounds, Brittany lets out a sof

She gasped, her lips curving into a sensual smile as our eyes met, and wrapped her legs around my waist because of the delectable sensation she discovered. Brielle began to rock her body against mine. I chuckled softly, wanting to tell her to be patient, but instead of telling her, my hands grabbed her hips and slowly moved inside her. “You are so beautiful,” I whispered as I claimed her lips again, devouring her mouth with a pleasurable and passionate kiss as we moved our bodies in sync. “Cole, I… I’m coming,” she cried, digging her fingernails into my skin.