Daisy Bloom Sex Tape Novels & Stories

He nuzzled against her, his lips on her neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to her earlobe, where she'd always been ticklish. " Ooh," she whispered. " Ooh! Oh, oh, oh. . . Fu*k." She sighed, as he worked his fingers against the slick seam . . . and then she forgot to pose, forgot about trying to look good, and lost herself inside her own pleasure. Luci watched her squeeze her eyes shut as she clamped her thighs against his wrist and snapped her hips up, once, twice, three times before she froze, all the muscles in her thighs and belly and bottom tense and quivering, and he felt her contract against his fingers.

He could not satisfy her sexually. He was still seething when he got coaxed into following his friend to the brothel. It was Daisy's bad fortune that she should be the one given to him that evening. They started with the kissing and caressing and Damian was getting into the mood of the game but Daisy was not feeling it. And started asking him to whip her. He got out his belt and did it and as she s reamed, she grabbed his cock and sucked, he slapped her and wow, she started having the time of her life and tore her flimsy clothes off. Damian thrust into her and kept slapping her and she kept screaming, 'harder! harder!'

The girls smiled invitingly at David. "Feel that? They want us," he murmured in my ear, and traced his hand on my thigh, inching up. I spread a bit, letting him feel my wetness. "Yeah, it's hot. Makes me drip." We danced, my ass grinding his cock through his jeans, getting him rock hard as their hands brushed us… it was accidental at first, then deliberate, a woman's fingers grazing my hip, and a guy's arm around David's shoulder. "Having fun?" a voice said. Mark and Lisa, and I guess she was in her 40s. She wore a see-through top and also had her nipples pierced like mine. Marks tatted with a bulge in his shorts. "Newbies?" Mark asked, dancing close.

“That’s it. Circle it slowly. Don’t rush. Make yourself beg.” I obeyed. Small circles, teasing, my body trembling. My back arched, my lips parting as little cries spilled from me. “Zayn…” I whispered his name before I could stop myself. Louder, his voice commanded in my head. “Zayn.” Faster now. Don’t stop until you can’t think of anything but me. My fingers moved faster, harder, chasing something that felt too big to control. My hips lifted off the bed, grinding into my own hand. I was gasping, moaning, begging into the dark.

The bowl is, without question, beautiful. Not technically perfect — Rosa is not aiming for technical perfection and has never been — but beautiful in the way that the third one was specific and the fourth one is resolved. It has a particular quality that Valentina has to look at for a full minute before she can name: it looks like it knows what it is. She texts back: Mama. This one. Rosa replies: I know. The teacher says I finally stopped apologizing to the clay. Valentina reads this line three times.

ONE — A PURE VIRGIN OMEGA DIANDRA I collapsed back on the bed with a soft moan, panting as the last waves of my climax ebbed away. My fingers moved between my legs at a fast pace. “One last time,” I said to myself as I grabbed the vibrator I snatched during my forbidden visit to the human world two months ago. I placed it on my clit as it hummed, bringing the fire back to my body, causing my body to clench tight in desire.

DIESEL POV Daisy fell asleep after her second orgasm. She came hard the second time, shaking and crying out my name while my tongue worked her clit and my fingers stayed just inside her tight pussy. When the last wave finally left her, she went limp in my arms, breathing slow and deep, completely worn out. And now she was fast asleep, curled around me like a kitten.

Daisy gasped, her fingertips massaging her clit in rapid circles, her hips grinding into her own touch. "I'm rght there with you," he said hoarsely, his hand jacking his dick with brutal speed and violence in his race to orgasm. At the first jolting contraction of her core, Daisy cried out, her legs quaking. Her palm slapped against the glass enclosure for balance, the climax stole the strength from her muscles. Brett was on her in a second, gripping her hipbone in a way that conveyed greed and possession. "Daisy." He growled, as the first thick, hot burst of semen hit her belly. "Fuck."

She tasted like strawberry vodka. When we broke, both breathing heavy."Hot," Jade said. "My dare for Daisy. Show us your pussy. Proper look, no rush."Daisy stood, dropped her shorts and thong. Turned around, bent slightly, giving us the view. Full bush trimmed neat, lips plump and already shiny. She wiggled her ass playfully. "Like what you see?" We cheered, wolf-whistling. Energy peaked. I felt bold, that badass itch. Spotted my tote bag across the room. Grinned. "Hold up. I brought something to level this up."They watched as I dug in, pulling out a sleek purple vibrator. Not huge, but curved perfect, with that rabbit vibe for clit action. Gasps all around."Where the hell?" Chloe whispered.