Cheating Creampie Stories Novels & Stories

He reached down and grabbed my clit between two fingers, flicking it fast while he kept his other fingers deep inside me. "Are you gonna cum again for your Uncle Adrian?" he teased. "Are you gonna be a good girl and explode for me?" "YES! AHH! EEEE! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" I let out a long, high-pitched wail as my body went stiff. My pussy clamped down on his fingers, milking them as I came so hard my vision went black for a second. I was sobbing and gasping, my chest heaving.

Cum and my own juices dripped down my thighs as he carried me upstairs toward the master bedroom – *their* bedroom. He kicked the door open and tossed me onto the big bed where he slept with my sister every night, the sheets still faintly smelling of Angel’s perfume. The sight of it sent a fresh wave of guilty arousal through me. Before I could dwell on it, he climbed on top of me, spread my legs wide, and buried himself back inside in one savage thrust. “Fucking Christ”, I screamed, back arching off the mattress. In this position he felt even bigger, deeper. He hooked one of my legs over his shoulder again and started fucking me with long, powerful strokes that made the bed creak loudly.

I could taste the salty pre-cum as I bobbed my head, taking him deeper into my throat. Spit dripped down my chin onto my tits while the van hit bumps, making me gag and moan around his cock. “Good girl… just like that,” he groaned, gripping my hair. I was soaking wet. When he told me to bend over the seat for $1000, I did it without thinking. He rubbed the fat head of his dick along my slick folds, then pushed inside me raw. “Oh my God…” I gasped as he stretched me open. The van’s movement made every thrust hit deeper, harder.

“Hello, to my fans! I wish there was time to greet us properly unfortunately, a piece of heavy news just reached us. This news is from a reliable source. Apparently, Kareen Whore the husband snatcher got ripped off a lot of money from the business she started with Gerald’s money. She started a line of skin care products but out guilty conscience, she didn’t want us to know it belonged to her so she put it in her best friend's name so she could make sales. Unfortunately for her, her best friend Kira, just sold the business and ran away with the money she made from it. Fam, is this fair? What do you have to say concerning this?”

I leaned down, sucking her nipple into my mouth, tasting my own cum on her skin as I fucked her deeper feeling her evening inch. “Oh, yeah, right there, Zaddy,” Ariana moaned loud, her voice shaking as her pussy clamped tight around my penis. I thrust harder, feeling the pressure build in my balls, my body tense. I couldn’t hold back anymore and came hard, my cum shooting deep inside her, filling her up. She’s a grown woman now, 21 and old enough to handle it, her body trembling as she took every drop.

My hand trembled as I clutched a pregnancy test. Inside the room, Grayson Brooke's and his friend's voices carried, clear and damning. Grayson let out a heavy sigh, his tone laced with bitterness. "Even if Kayla never loves me back, I'd still give her everything I have. Everything."

“Make her regret being such a loyal girlfriend.” I came over and over. My legs wouldn’t stop shaking. At one point I was riding Chris while sucking Marcus, cum leaking out of me onto his balls. They made me beg. “Please… breed me. Fill me up. I want all your white loads.” So one after another they pumped me full. Creampies in my pussy, in my ass, on my tits, across and on my tongue. By the end I was covered. Cum dripped down my thighs, matted in my hair, smeared across my stomach. My pussy was swollen and red, gaping slightly every time a cock pulled out. My asshole felt used and tender.

I admit I insulted him after the argument and called his dick a shrimp as I asked that we try a different style, but he called me a whore that loved to fuck, and yes, I did love to fuck, but I never thought of cheating, especially with my sister's fiancé, I mean, if you even call this cheating. He suddenly started increasing speed, moving faster and rougher, hitting my ass; it hurt. Soon I was moving against the bed as his speed just kept increasing with each thrust. Fuck, it got to a point I stopped circling my clit; I was just breathing heavily as, goodness, he was fucking the shit out of me. “Oh yes, fuck.” He held me tighter and pulled me closer, making me feel him deep in me as his dick

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

Just as I was about to blow, Brian pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his huge, thick cock. He shoved it in in one long, agonizingly perfect slide. My eyes rolled back into my head, my mouth hanging open in a silent scream as he began to slam into me, his weight crushing me into the mattress. Kade watched, his hand moving faster on his own dick. He loved fucking my tight little asshole, but seeing me get claimed by his buddies…seeing me used and shared like a common whore…was clearly giving him a whole new level of sick satisfaction. The other guy, Ken, didn't want to wait his turn. He walked over to Kade’s chair and dropped to his knees. He began to suck Kade’s dick like a profes