Cara Bercinta Yang Asik Novels & Stories

You could feel the embarrassment in Antonio’s voice. “What a load of bosh! Everyone is the dirty talking type. You just have not discovered that side of yourself yet! Here’s a tip for practicing dirty talk: develop an ongoing, open conversation about sex even when you are not having sex, so you both feel more comfortable sharing what you do and don't like - this is the best way to become experts in pleasing each other. Ask your partner how they like to be touched, do they want it harder, softer, faster, or slower - these questions make for some great dirty talk! You get me, Antonio?” “Yes, doctor, could you give me some specific foreplay techniques to try out on my girl though?”

Carrie switched tactics and started gyrating her hips in a circle, stirring his cock around inside of her and grinding against him. He reached back, getting a good grasp on her huge ass and thrust up into her. “Ohhh yes!” Carrie cried out in shocked pleasure. Both of them were working now. He thrust up into her repeatedly as she bounced on him. “Yes… yes! Gods!” She moaned when he hit a spot inside her. Her moans, plus the loud slap of their bodies and the erotic wetness of their lovemaking, were more than enough to encourage him. He fucked her faster, shoving him deeper into her while she slammed back on him harder.

"Or - " "Or what?" Sarah said. Greg just grinned. "Have you ever been with another girl?" Cara said. Sarah shook her head. "You?" "Once. I enjoyed it." She looked across at Greg. "Do you like it doggy-style, cuz?" "I like it all ways," Greg said with a lewd grin. Cara looked back at Sarah. "You on your back. I eat you out, Greg fucks me doggy-style. Once he comes, we get him ready again, then swap over. What d'ya think?"

Cara responded by throwing her legs around him and digging her heels into his butt. "Oh God," he grunted, shuddered and released a copious amount of sperm inside her. Cara hummed in approval as he filled her without restraint. But instead of deflating, his penis seemed to grow harder and then he began to move. She knew now that the evening had only just begun.

Our lips met once more as he slowly inserted his length into my passage. “Ohhhh, daddy… ahhhhh… Fuck me… ahhhhh…” I whispered as our lips parted. He lifted himself slightly, bracing his hands on either side of me. He pressed his center deeper and swiveled his hips. My eyes widened at the sensation. His shaft was rubbing my clit, and his movements were slow and rocking. It sent a unique thrill through my entire body, and I began arching my hips to rub against him, making the sensation even more intense. A long, loud moan escaped my lips because even though he was moving slowly, the pleasure was driving me crazy. I think I’ve read about this, they call it CAT, the coital alignment technique...

She moaned, her hips moving against his hand, a desperate seeking motion for more. “You’re so eager, aren’t you, my love?” he whispered, slipping a finger inside her. Her inner walls clenched around him, hot and slick. She moaned, a deeper sound this time, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for the connection. He added another finger, his thumb finding her pulsing clit, rubbing gently, deliberately. Her breath hitched. “Tell me you like that,” he commanded softly, watching her face. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, a powerful rush that tightened her around his fingers.

She rubbed her pussy at the same pace the actor fucked on the screen. I pulled my cock out and began to stroke at the same tempo. I watched Cara's tits bouncing as she rocked her hips. The actress's moans and Cara's combined filling the room obscenely. Cara pushed higher and I watched her wet fingers sliding in and out, her hand fingering her clit. She was panting and groaning louder and faster. I increased my tempo. Cara shouted out and my body jerked and spasmed through a fantastical orgasm. "Holy fuck," she breathed.