Double Penetration Erotica Novels & Stories

There was a gnashing of Angga's teeth. Maureen could understand the stigma formed by videos from blue movies. It's also called p**n, which inevitably leads to sexual activities and generalizes abnormalities that can actually be limited. "In your mind?" Maureen's head moved in front of Angga, questioning the man's understanding of Maureen's self-righteousness through the look. "Please, Angga. I can't even feel penetration other than with you and..." Maureen's words hung. During her acquaintance with matters of passion, she always failed to reach the highest peak of union. Her body resisted and reflexively gave protection, except for the effects of drugs that had stopped because of her deprave

Lately, his hole adjusted in his length, Angelito gradually can feel his phallus slide in and out. He takes it out and changes Denver to a different position. “On your knees again, cutie.” Moreover, Denver can slightly move because of the stinging pain. Angelito bends him over in a more erotic position. He teases his cock on his bleeding hole as he drips more lubricant. “Put it in,” Denver spreads it open because he is also waiting for Angelito to do this. The Don gulps in his sexiness. He penetrates it inside and thrust fast so he can hear his ecstatic moans.

This was our first penetration, which we did in a conscious state. And it felt more real than I had ever imagined. Mixed sensations that I didn't understand started circling my head. Rejection, reluctance, yet a pleasure I couldn't resist. "Ugh ..." the sound of my sigh is the only living existence in this vast room. echoing thanks to the lack of breathing creatures filling it, other than the muddy sound of our genitals joining. Matthias's hands move from grasping my hands, to my pelvis. He pulls my hips to squeeze him even more, while he continues to pound me from behind at a progressive pace.

I whimpered again from the way he kept teasing and denying me. This was torture—and Pierce was my merciless torturer. I stayed in position, not knowing where he had gone. The bed shifted again, and I felt him behind me. He spanked my ass, making me moan. “How about double penetration, Arietta? Ever fantasized about a threesome? I’m happy to deliver.” He massaged my rear entrance until something started slipping in. I cried out and nearly buried my face into the mattress from the feeling. It hurt—yes—but there was also something else... something addictive that made me want more.

The first breached with a wet schlick, girth splitting her wide; pullout trailed creamy webs of prior loads and oil, next cock plunging through the froth to batter deeper. Walls molded to every shape curved hammers grinding her g-spot, straight battering rams kissing cervix, girthy monsters tenting her abs like internal punches. Sweat from pounding bodies rained on her upturned face, mixing with saliva bubbling from throat reps, the dual penetrations syncing to rock her suspended form like a wrecking pendulum. Crew commentary fueled the depravity: "This rat's pussy grips like a vice tightest bench ever," or "Look at that belly bulge, fucking wrecked her insides."

“This is what you needed, isn’t it? My cock inside you while you’re still soaked from class.” “Yes… fuck me harder,” she moaned. Her breasts pressed against the desk through her shirt. Her nipples were rock hard and sensitive. Professor Kane reached around and rubbed her clit in fast circles while he pounded into her. The dual stimulation pushed her toward another orgasm quickly. Her legs shook harder. She pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy filled the room.

Each new penetration brought fresh waves of it. My sexual tormentor began pounding me. He drilled me mercilessly, clearly thrilled with the pain he brought me. Grunts began flowing past his lips as he forced himself into me with unyielding intensity. I retreat into myself. I tried pretending I was somewhere else, but the pain kept dragging me back. I tried to picture myself with someone less repulsive, someone younger. It didn’t work. Nothing did. I was trapped within my own body, unable to escape the hell that had become my life. Pain gripped me, keeping me from fighting back. What little sanity I had left told me to remain calm and pray the boss was a premature ejaculator.

she cried, getting lost in the feeling. My shy girl nowhere to be found. Her slickness drenched my crotch, balls, and thighs as my cōck forced more and more with each penetrating stroke. I’ve done this shīt before, but fūck is it ten times hotter with Penelope. I was already ready to blow my load. “Look at him,” I grunted in her ear, forcing her eyes to snap open as her cheeks flushed and pūssy clenched. “Is he hard?”

The penetratiоn is the mоst beautiful thing fоr me! Suddenly I felt palpating fingers оn the baсk оf my shaft, whiсh apparently wanted tо make sure that it was really in as far as it wоuld gо. Twо fingers slid up my mоist shaft intо the widening сunt, twо mоre and mоre tightly wrapped arоund the swelling shaft until they сaused a viоlent соngestiоn оf blооd that swelled my сосk mоnstrоusly, stretсhing the narrоw сhannel оf pleasure tо the limit оf pain.

Melissa spits onto Luara’s asshole and drives her tongue inside, making Luara’s thick ass shake. They drag me to the kitchen counter and bend me over the cold marble. Maximo slides underneath me, his cock spearing deep into my pussy. Filou stands behind and forces that monstrous black dick into my ass at the same time. The double penetration is intense—burning stretch that borders on too much, yet I crave every second. I scream, “Oh meu Deus, I’m gonna fucking break!” but I slam my hips back, begging for more. Their rhythm turns savage, hips slapping loudly against my ass and thighs as my pussy and ass clench and flutter around both cocks. Cream leaks out around them in messy rivulets. Besid