Cowboy Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Walls pulsing, squirting hard across the cushions, wetting his balls. Jax roared, thrusting wild. Spilled inside me, hot jets flooding my pussy. Pulse after pulse, overflowing, dripping down his shaft. Chaos hit. Rick grabbed Jax's shoulder, pulling him. Mom cried, "How could you?" Jax pushed me gentle to the side, standing naked, cock still hard and slick with us. Cum dripped from me onto the couch. He faced them, no shame. "She's mine now. Our dirty little secret's out."

He slid into my cum-filled pussy easily, the extra lubrication making obscene wet sounds as he started pounding me. “Fuck, she is sloppy now,” he laughed, gripping my hips. “I love a well-used pussy.” They took turns like that for the next hour. One after another, the guys from the game fucked me in different positions. Tyler came back and had me ride him reverse cowgirl while another guy stood in front of me so I could suck him at the same time. I lost count of how many loads I took — some in my pussy, some on my tits, some down my throat.

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

Lexi They kept fucking me like that for what felt like forever—long, deep strokes that kept me teetering right on the edge without letting me fall. My whole body was shaking, sweat slicking my skin, my pussy making the wettest, most obscene sounds every time they bottomed out. I could feel their cocks throbbing inside me, both of them fighting their own orgasms, veins pulsing against my walls. “Please… please…” I was crying now, actual tears of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. “I can’t hold it… I’m gonna cum… I’m so close… Zach, Julian, please let me cum…”

"Tell me who this cock belongs to." "You're mine!" she wailed, her fingers clawing at the sheets. "Your dick is mine! Every drop of your cum is mine! Sarah is just a vessel, Edwin... you're my husband, my king, my fucking stallion!" The intensity reached a breaking point. I could feel the pressure building in my balls, the inevitable explosion nearing. I accelerated, my breath coming in ragged gasps, my muscles straining. I drove myself into her one last time, burying myself as deep as humanly possible, feeling my cock throb against her cervix.

“I can feel your balls hitting my clit. Don’t stop.” He gripped my waist tighter, fingers digging in, and gave it to me rough. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the quiet night. My pussy made wet squelching noises around his dick every time he pulled back and slammed in. After a while I pulled off him, breathing heavy. “Lie down on your back.” Tom did, his cock standing straight up, shiny with my juices. I turned around, facing away, and straddled him reverse cowgirl. I lowered my pussy onto his cock slow, feeling every thick inch stretch me open again.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

But now… “Great! Now that’s done let me explain the rules of the new game. You are going to tell me a story. All you have to do is survive the story. Simple right?” Of course, it was not as simple. Anderson knew very well that anything concerning a demon would not be as simple. What was worse, this particular demon was very different. So, who knew what twisted game of story telling the demon had in mind? Anderson nodded warily at the demon’s enquiry. Whatever was coming he knew very well the odds would be against him as such he had his guard up. It was funny; He was rather feeling like the trapped one.

"Shit!.....Was the sex that bad?.....That's not like Conor because I remember well you telling me when you guys were just dating that he was a beast in bed! "So what happened?" "I have known him for 10 years but last night he just acted weird! Started asking what I wanted to do while he lay on top of me, what kind of position I wanted and to top it off if he had to make me cum in the end after he did!! Can you imagine my frustration Melissa?