Clit Rubbing Novels & Stories

I whispered as he bent my neck and began sucking my nipples, he sucked one and played with the other. He kept on playing with it in circular motion as I moaned lightly. He traced his hands down my panties, as he began rubbing my clit. "Fuck, you are wet." he whispered as he kept rubbing my clit, slower... "Faster." I whispered...he began rubbing my clits like his life depends on it... I rolled over flipping myself to arch my waist for easy penetration... He rubbed his cock slightly, as he tried sliding it in but I stopped him. "Allow me." I said, holding his hard cock..

"Rub your cock against her stiff little clit while you jerk off!" It was a technique that Jake had come up with back when his wife still sported a full mound of pubic hair, hence the name. He crawled in close, and with his fist wrapped tightly around his cock, he jabbed its squishy head into the upper folds of Tina's pussy, right against her clit. He then began to jerk off, hard and fast, allowing his fist to slip over his cock-head and smack against the girl's drenched pussy-lips with each stroke.

We can just keep the drama and the men. I feel my clit getting harder as I rub it with my own thumb. Jord, fully focused on Annie doesn't see anything that I am doing, at least not yet. I pinch my clit between my two fingers as I stay as still as possible. The way they fit together has me moaning again, this time a little less muffled.

I took a finger and I soon start rubbing up and down on one side of my clit, I wanted more so I soon start rubbing my fingers directly over my clit. Using two of my fingers, very lightly, I softly glide over the middle of my vagina and clitoris and my body soon start vibrating, unable to hold back, I would occasionally slap my pussy with my fingers. I squeezed on it lightly and I heard myself let out a slight “Hmm.” I was losing it already and unable to stop myself, I dashed out of bed to lock my door, whatever was holding Alesha down and delaying her, I was grateful for.

Her moans turned into desperate cries. My own rubbing grew firmer, more insistent. I traced the seam of my shorts, feeling the outline of my swollen lips, the hard nub of my clit begging for direct contact. But I stayed over the fabric, teasing myself through cotton, the barrier making every sensation sharper and dirtier. My hips rocked into my hand, chasing the friction.

“Oh…” Zero formed a sly smirk on his lips. “Rubbed your clit with your other hand,” he demanded. She opened her eyes, met his, and bit her lower lip. Leaving her right hand, clasping her right breast, her left hand went down to her clit and started to rub gently. She arched her body when she put a little pressure into rubbing her clit. She exchanged her hand; her right was the one rubbing her clit now while her left-hand massaged her left pile.

Strong, broad, and muscular. His calloused hands were groping for my stomach, fingers trailing down to my sweet spot right there in between my legs. His fingers went in circular motions, teasing me everytime he avoided my wet clit. I close my eyes shut, trying to relax my body as I let the steamy memories of us that night play repeatedly inside my mind. The next thing I know, I was rubbing small circles against my wet pussy, imagining Alexander's fingers rubbing sweet, pleasurable circles around my clit. I began jerking my hips to match the pace and rythm of my fingers rubbing small circles against my lower lips.

"Make me feel it tomorrow. Mark me inside." He obliged with a feral growl, one hand bracing the door while the other slipped between us, fingers finding my clit and rubbing fast, frantic circles. The dual assault had me climbing fast, walls clenching around him. "That's it, Clara. Come on my cock. Wanna feel you milk me dry."

He saw her hand continue downwards to her sex, and slowly begin to rub. He sighed in pleasure as he peeked in. Her lower hand slowly began to rub her clitoris, her top hand was switching back and forth between her nipple rings. "Fuck," she moaned. He forced himself to stand there and not open the door. She moaned audibly as her hand rubbed her clitoris gently, her nipple ring being pulled at the same time. He knew she was close then, her breath coming faster and faster.

The three men watched, their breaths suddenly feeling restricted from how much anticipation was building inside of them. Claire couldn’t bare to ignore the sweet ache between her legs anymore as she suddenly placed her hands on her hungry clit. “Aah…” A satisfied sigh slipped out of her lips as she began to rub slow circles on her clit. She was so wet that even the little movements was loud enough to make squishy sounds. She increased her pace, vigorously rubbing her clitoris and trying to meet her orgasm, fast. Deciding that it wasn’t enough, she dipped two fingers into her tight hole, pumping her fingers Gaston as she finger fucked herself on the bed.