Carita Sex Novels & Stories

Three weeks later... Giovanni: I walk into the Darkroom, the hottest underground sex club in the state. The club has a decent number of patrons performing various sex acts. Carina, a waitress, saunters over to me in a skimpy black number. “Business or pleasure, Big Daddy?” she asks. I chuckle, amused; she always calls me this. “Business, Carina. I see you finally got your breasts done—very tasteful.” She blushes and smiles, then wraps her arms around mine.

I go back to sucking her tits and I bite down slightly causing her to hiss through her teeth, Alessio pinches at her clit which causes a louder moan to escape her mouth and Luca has his tongue shoved so far down her throat she can nearly breathe, but by the way her body is responding, we can tell she loves it. I see her nipples tighten slightly and I know she must be getting close, I am fisting my cock so hard right now it would be better if her mouth was wrapped around me, Alessio also has his cock in hand and watching him pump himself turns me on further. Luca wraps his hand around Carina’s throat which seems to excite her more and Alessio starts pumping his fingers into her tight little p

She smiled and offered a return gesture, figuring that they wouldn't even remember her in the morning. Cara finally stepped away from the window and plopped sat down on the edge of the bed. She reached for the remote and turned on the television. Flipping past all the local news channels, she quickly found one of the movie channels and the regular sex documentary show that aired new episodes once a week on Saturdays.

He said before he slammed the door in her face. He walked back into his bedroom when he saw Carina dressing up. "Who was that ?" She asked curiously looking at him. "My sister. " Carina's eyes widened as she dropped her shoes. "Are you __was that___did she_ Did she hear us?" Carina stuttered making Ricardo laugh at her nervousness. "Yes, she did, and can you believe she knows about sex? " Ricardo said as if it was the most absurd thing. "Ricardo." Carina looked at him as if she could not believe what he just said. "Are you serious? She's eighteen. Of course, she does. Even a ten-year-old knows what sex is these days?"

"That’s a shame. I was hoping you'd take the opportunity to correct your mistake." Sky scoffed, pushing him back. "Mistake? You must be so full of yourself. I definitely heard that singer crying while you were busy having sex in your car." Carter smirked, stepping closer, completely unfazed. "Did you ever stop to consider why she was crying? Maybe it wasn’t regret—maybe it was the kind of pleasure that brings tears to your eyes." He tilted his head slightly, eyes gleaming with challenge. "I wouldn’t blame you for not knowing the difference. I doubt you’ve ever had that kind of orgasm."

"I'm sorry Tricia! I could not stop myself. You're so damn hot and young, someone like is what I wanted from the very beginning. I hope you don't mind if we repeat having sex once in a while... of course you will be paid for the extra service that you provided!" said Carlo. "Next time, let us do it to another place!" "It's totally up to you Carlo. I just want to rephrase your last words, as long as I'm paid we can have unlimited sex!"

Carlos whispered through his laughter. The top of the mountain appeared, and Carlos climbed to the top like a madman. He had the back of his girlfriend’s legs sitting on his broad shoulders, and he worked his testosterone inside his girl’s moist vagina, like a getaway driver shifting gears. Sweat poured down Carlos’s face, and he injected his body with 12 ounces of Lotus-9, which put his turbocharged sex drive into overdrive.

Christina got home from Sean's place in record time, had her bath, and then lay on her bed, musing about the events of the past few days and how a lesser woman would have caved under the pressure of all that she had been going through in the past few months, but she was Christina Carter, and she was strong as fuck, not to mention intelligent as hell. Nothing could break her. She had waited till she left the woods after reburying Rosita to go through the woman’s phone, and she had nearly had a heart attack when she went through her messages and saw that she had communicated with Mr. Carter recently.

Carlo laughed at her words and slapped her little ass, "I used to be stupid but I'm not a cripple, can't I get hard when faced with someone I like?" Cynthia cried back, "You're lying ......" She was so emotional that he felt her flesh contract and tighten around his cock and he almost came. carlo drew a backward breath and leaned down and kissed Cynthia's back, "Good girl, I'm going to show you if I'm lying." With that he slid his hand from the small of her back to between her legs and gently rubbed her clit. It wasn't until he heard Cynthia's voice become soft and obedient that he knew she was close to orgasm. Carlo let out a low growl of pleasure as uncontrollable contractions and tremors

It was all new information to me, and I could feel my cock getting hard as I listened to her talk about me with such adoration. Cara was 20 years old, and completely off limits to me. Maybe that’s why it turned me on so much hearing her talk about how she wanted me. It was a side of her I didn’t know, the dirty, naughty, sexual side. It was the only aspect of our relationship left unturned.