Dirty Rizz Lines Novels & Stories

RIZZ I wake up in a cozy room, in a comfy bed, feeling the pain stretching through my forehead, even moving down to my bones. The sight before me is still blurry, hazy like a dark sinkhole, and pulls me up with a sudden jolt, similar to a force of current. Sitting straight, my eyes clench tightly, forcing the haze to move away. After a few tries, the hazy sight withers away, revealing her face. “Kelly?”

The sounds were filthy; of wet skin slapping, and echoes moans and low grunts. Ria reached over and slipped two fingers into my pussy while her dad fucked her, curling them deep. I did the same to her, fingering her while Mr. Collins took turns claiming us both. Finally, he focused on me again, gripping my hips hard as he pounded into my pussy with brutal, mind-blowing strokes. “Gonna fill this virgin cunt,” he growled. Ria rubbed my clit furiously from the side. I came screaming, my pussy milking his cock as he buried himself inside me and roared, as he filled me with thick, hot ropes of cum, until it overflowed, leaking down my thighs mixed with the shower water.

Jasmin body now all nude, Rhyes went down without lifting his mouth from her body, spreading her legs and went between them and started to find the clit and lick it gently making Jasmin moaned more sweetly and crazy without stop making her so wet and ready for her very hard cock. He greased her pussy well, he can not control anymore, moved up on top of Jasmin pulling her legs apart to have a good space to enter her pussy. Mr. Rhyes kissed her lips and slowly and gently put his hard cock inside her pussy. He felt her so tight with her big cock.

The underwear disintegrated in my hands and I tossed those aside. Finally able to have her complete access to her body, I gripped her tight and didn’t allow her to move. I kissed her hard everywhere; red marks and even some bruises now trailing down her skin. Dropping my briefs, I spread her legs open and shoved two fingers in her. Ria came unglued, screaming as she bucked against me. I pumped my fingers into her until they were completely coated. Once they were, I pulled them out, coating her entire pussy in her juices before I took both fingers in my mouth.

“You like this?” I heard Raze whisper, his hands softly cupping and spanking my booty cheeks while I moaned non-stop. My fingers gripped the pillow tightly, feeling every inch of him — every spicy spark between us. “Ahh… more,” I begged, my cheeks burning tomato-red as my skin shivered under every touch. He thrust harder into me, hitting deep, and my lips parted open in a silent cry. My ass faced him now, his hands slid underneath me, gripping my breasts as he pounded faster.

he muttered, disconnecting the call and shoving the phone back in his pocket. Scrubbing his hands down his face, Razl struggled to get his thoughts into some kind of order, but it was impossible. Awareness of the all-too-human Tourmaline Smart prickled across his skin like crackling sparks of electricity, his body vibing to a hot, jagged pulse of need. He could feel her, scent her, like the promise of something ripe and sweet, the husky cadence of her breaths the sexiest damn thing he’d ever heard. There wasn’t a chance in hell he was gonna make it out of this with his sanity intact. The only thing he could hope for was that he could still look at himself in the mirror come morning.

I turned on the tap and poured water onto my face, ending all lustful hallucinations. I turned on the shower, washing up my body and I felt a shiver down my spine when my fingers slipped past my nipples. I began washing off every wetness from thighs and pussy. Flashes of Jack’s cock keep flooding into my head, so I rinsed off my body and used my finger to circle my tits. Then I rubbed my pussy gently, rubbing my clit as I felt the sensation spread out through my body. I shoved one finger into my cunt gently. Then I used two fingers circling my clit, then faster, my hips rocking up my hands.

Thick, warm spit floods my mouth and spills out the corners, running in messy rivers down my chin and dripping heavily between my tits, making them shiny and slick. Tears prick my eyes, mascara starting to run in dark streaks, but I force my throat to relax and take him deeper until my nose presses flush against his pelvis. The musky scent of his skin fills my nose with every breath. My throat squeezes rhythmically around him as he twists his fingers into my hair like reins and starts thrusting deep, steady, claiming every inch of my mouth.

It was chaos but organized chaos. Rugby players in red and black striped jerseys with our college logo embroidered on the backs are all over the field; fast, aggressive, purposeful, passing the ball in quick, seamless motions before slamming into each other with a force that made me wince. The sound of impact alone was enough to make me question their sanity. “Again!” a man decked out in a red and black striped jersey barked and the players reset instantly.

He times his orgasm with mine, cumming as my pussy clenches around him one last time. Guest Marcus slides his impossible length inside – I moan as he hits my cervix again – and holds there while he pulses. Direct deposit. Right where it needs to go. Tyler manages one more weak spurt. His balls are completely empty, but he tries anyway, his cock twitching inside me even though almost nothing comes out. Dmitri grunts something in Russian and adds his final load. I feel it mixing with all the others, indistinguishable in the flood. And Christopher – thick, stretching Christopher – buries himself to the hilt one last time.