Brooke Monk Sex Novels & Stories

My cock fills her throat, the tight fit making me throb. She slowly withdraws, lips tracing length, threads of saliva spanning our juncture. Then she dives down again, more swiftly now. Her head bobs rhythmically, up and down, slurping sounds echoing through the quiet woods. I gaze at her breasts jouncing under her tank top with each movement, nipples straining through the fabric. Brooke's other hand is on my balls, circling them gently as she sucks. She rocks her head back and forth, tongue working the veins.

I watched his wonderful figure walked away. I went into the ladies washroom to do my business before class. At the sink, I washed my hands and felt an unfriendly presence behind me. Brooke. "Are you messing around with my boyfriend?" she asked, eyes blazing and piercing through to my soul with her friends at her side as usual. "You're about to learn your first lesson, Africa's baboon! Beat her ass!" she commanded to her minions and they both latched onto me like bull sharks.

He brought her high up on his thighs; his erection nestled into the crack of her butt. Domini tried desperately not to put weight on Cam’s left side. She gasped when Cam hooked her legs over the arms of the chair, baring her most intimate parts completely. “Look at that.” Brock stood a few feet away, hot eyes drawn to and devouring her sex. “Pretty pink isn’t it? Soft. Wet. Sweet.” “You offering me a taste?” Again, Cam answered for her. “Yep.” “Hot damn.” Brock dropped to his knees. She couldn’t seem to find her voice through the staccato beats of her heart.

Brooke refused to have sex with me then did. Brooke refused to have anal sex with me yet did and loved it. She came over to my hovel and had sex again - because she wanted it. She dated Felix - a disaster, then I showed up and stood by/slept by her...then we had sex. Then she felt strong enough to share me back with Libra. Kinky sex at my place was replaced by some sort of corporate disaster equipped with macho women with guns.

Two beautiful, young lovers in the midst of their sexual foreplay was too exciting for him to stop them. Brooke had heard about Carlo's pussy eating abilities and was now convinced the rumors were true. She had also heard of his above average sized penis and was happy that those rumors were also true. She didn't really care for him that much but was using him to add to her summer adventures. Just because he wasn't her intelectual equal didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with him.

"It's complicated. That night, after I got a photo of Kinan kissing a man, I don't know why my body felt like I wanted to go to a gay Bar. I saw there was a lot of happiness there. Then, I had a drink and the waiter offered me a one-night stand with a man. He gave me the key to the room. In the room, I immediately hugged him tightly. The hug he gave really made me peaceful. After that, we had sex and I became the bottom party who sighed deliciously. Our game really- really made me feel better. I didn't want him to go but he lied." Vero stroked the mane of my hair, he looked at me intently, his jet-black eyes made me get a little radiance of calm there. "Then after this, what are you going to

Kyle didn't want to leave her body. He was amazed that he, the man who could never leave fast enough, wanted to linger. To say the sex was phenomenal was understating things. She'd blown him away. He'd known that she was going to be hot once he got inside her, but nothing prepared him for just how high that heat would blaze.

“My system commands zero requirement for a male partner. My perimeter contains loyal pack-friends. That data is more than sufficient to balance my biology. Is it not exceptionally liberating to navigate the wilderness single and completely unchained? Why would my internal wolf ever willingly invite a male to complicate the grid?” Listening to the disjointed ramblings of my intoxicated mind, Brooke found her tongue entirely trapped for a proper response. Her hands carefully draped a thick woolen travel cloak across my trembling shoulders, her palm maintaining a steady rhythm against my spine. Suddenly, her tracking vision caught a subtle distortion in the low-light shadows of a private booth

"I've never done it before and I'm nervous. Was Harry your first?" (A/N: I can't remember if I've mentioned about Kimberly knowing about Brooke's past or not, so I'm just going to pretend she doesn't) Brooke paled. "You don't know?" "Know what?" Kimberly questioned. "A-about me?" Brooke whispered. "What happened to me?" "Surprisingly you aren't the main subject of all conversations. I don't know anything about you," Kimberly shrugged. Brooke swallowed and shrugged her shoulders, waving her hand dismissively. "Harry and I aren't the best example of mates," Brooke said. "We had sex two weeks after we met. He was the first person I had sex with that I cared about."

.Caught Between Two Sisters (10) "Shame, I bet you're hard for me right now aren't you? Picturing my little body naked on your bed? Fûcking myself." Brooke moaned a little louder. "I am." I told her, forgetting where I was. "Oh fuck, I'm so full right now," Brooke moaned out, "I'm fucking my cunt for you baby, do you like that?" "Yes." I told her, putting a bit more pressure onto my cock.