Cunnilingus Stories Novels & Stories

Cathy's POV The soft knocks turned sharper. Lila’s little voice cut straight through the heavy air of the bedroom. “Daddy? Cathy? I heard her. Open the door. Please.” Damien’s cock was still buried deep inside me, thick and half-hard, his cum slowly leaking out around him and sliding down the insides of my thighs. My heart slammed against my ribs. I froze, legs still tangled with his, chest pressed to his, the scent of sex thick between us.

Then I opened my legs wider for him, resisting the overwhelming urge to close them and hide. The cool air against my wet folds made me shiver. “Touch yourself,” he ordered, voice low and rough. My face burned with humiliation, but I obeyed again. My fingers moved between my folds, smearing my abundant juices around my already swollen clit. The wet sound was embarrassingly loud in the quiet room. I closed my eyes tightly, unable to bear the intensity of his stare. “Open your eyes,” he snapped. “And do not hide your moans.” I forced my eyes open, releasing my bitten lip. Soft, embarrassed whimpers escaped me as I circled my clit faster. My hips began to rock against my hand without permission.

"Any juicy stories to share?" "I mean, not any that are that cool to share," she said, looking down, her fingers twisting in her lap. "Oh, come on, I mean, one-night stands, secret hookups, there's always something unique. I'm sure you have a ton of stories tucked away." "I don't like to kiss and tell. It's not my thing," she replied primly, turning her head, but her body betrayed her. "Kiss and tell?" He chuckled. "Who are you, some Victorian lady? I like privacy too, but come on, loosen up."

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

The obscene sounds of Jack's lips and tongue working her sopping wet flesh filled the break room. Sliding two thick fingers knuckle-deep into Lila's weeping cunt, Jack pumped them in and out, curling them to rub her G-spot. He sealed his lips around her throbbing clit and suckled hard, flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves rapidly with the tip of his tongue.

Destiny Ryder, 28 and virgin, craves her first taste of sin. At Adult Fun Inc., she strips bare, blindfolded, and ready. A stranger’s tongue teases her nipples and licks her dripping wet puss*y, then thrusts deep into her virgin cunt, breaking her virginity open with wild pleasure. Sweaty and free, she’s hooked—but someone’s watching, promising hotter nights ahead. NB: This steamy collection of hot erotic and steamy stories unleashes Destiny’s story and more: sultry tales of lust, tangled bodies, and forbidden thrills.

My inner muscles were spasming, trying to hold onto him as he pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back in, the sound of our bodies meeting echoing in the quiet room. I felt the climax coming, a massive, body-numbing explosion. My muscles tensed, my pussy milking his cock in tight, frantic pulses as I came, my screams muffled by his mouth as he kissed me, drinking in my release. Richard let out a raw, jagged roar, his own body shuddering as he emptied himself deep inside me, his hot cum filling me to the brim. He gave one final, violent thrust before collapsing against me, his chest heaving.

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

I ride it slower and it is worse, because slow means I feel the head drag along my walls and then punch deep when I sit, and I feel how stretched my cunt lips are around his shaft, shiny and pulled tight, and I feel my own slick running off him onto his jeans in a spot that keeps getting bigger. Hale says, “Cervical contact. When a cock is in all the way some women feel pressure high and forward. That pressure is what makes them gush. Not a polite wet. A gush. Slick running down the shaft, onto the jeans, onto the chair. The body dumps fluid because it is full and being used. If she is bouncing in small motions she is trying not to get caught and she is still taking every inch. Watch the dri

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."