Cunnilingus Stories Novels & Stories

she heard her mom let go of Brian’s cock with a pop and she heard ruffle of clothes falling until she saw Cassie climb and the bed and continued sucking Brian… She stopped kissing Brian and head over to Cassie and started fondling with her breasts has Cassie continued to suck on Brian‘s cock until he came and spilled his seeds inside Cassie's mouth….she then missed Cassie and tasted the saltiness of Brian's seeds in her mouth as she climbed on Brian and sank inside him….she moaned out loud as she felt him full and deep inside her….she began moving against him while Cassie played with her nub and kissed her…..Cassie let go of her lips and kissed Brian while still touching and playing with her

"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."

They filled both her holes with cum, then switched positions, using her again and again. Day Two was even more intense. They woke her up with mouths on every part of her body. They fucked her in every combination possible, two in her pussy at once, one in her ass while another fucked her throat, all four taking turns while the others watched and stroked themselves. They covered her in cum, on her tits, her face, her ass, inside her. They praised her constantly: “Such a good girl.” “Look at how well this thick body takes us.” “You were made for this, Lila. Made to be our shared fucktoy.”

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

Lila licked eagerly, her tongue plunging deep into the actress’s cúnt while cóck after cóck continued to pound her own stretched hole. They used her relentlessly. One man fúcked her pússy while another pushed his cóck back into her mouth. Her body was passed around like a toy, every hole attended to. Fingers rubbed her clít, tongues licked her cúm-smeared skin, cócks thrust deep into her overflowing cúnt.

“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.”

“I mean… aren’t things… different?” He laughed, turning his head slightly and covering his mouth with a hand. “I’m sorry,” he apologised as he turned back to her. “Are human stories not filled with tales of Mer seductions? Our stories certainly are filled with sandy encounters with fisher-folk and swimmers. But, also amongst ourselves, it is frequent amongst our kind that we have sex in both forms. If you can, why would you not, after all? There are advantages and disadvantages to both.”

A faint, quiet smile touched my lips as the door clicked shut behind me. The suite was warm, smelling faintly of sweet vanilla and fresh linen. A bottle of expensive champagne rested in a silver ice bucket on the side table, two crystal flutes sitting beside it. Annabelle was already waiting for me in the center of the room. She was dressed in a sheer, ice-pink lace lingerie set that left almost nothing to the imagination. The delicate fabric strained against her full breasts, her tiny waist tapering down into thick, curved hips that spilled out over the thin straps of her panties.

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

“Please fuck me. Please. I need it. I need your cock.” Something flickered in Cyril's eyes, then he pushed forward, and his thickness stretched Moon wider than either of the others had, and the sound of the shower swallowed Moon's scream. Cyril didn't stop. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, letting Moon feel every ridge, vein, and every impossible inch of him. By the time he was fully seated, buried to the hilt inside Moon's used and dripping hole, tears were streaming down Moon's face and his cock was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum onto his stomach.