Double Penetration Erotica Novels & Stories

The man was forced to stand in a horse stance position, his cock pointing nearly straight down, driving in and out of her sloppy slit. Next came the fingering... and boy, Paige wasn’t lying about those bony knuckles. The man, yes, did survive the ordeal and advanced to the next stage (though he remained scarred for life, never able to view his granny in the same light again). Here the game now turned to the final girl. Some redheaded pale lass. The host assisted her into the required position (supposedly a breach of conduct when others violated the touching rule, yet not here). She then begged for not only his cock, but his cum. And so the host pile-drove her into the floor boards. Rammed th

Lena reached down and shoved three fingers into my empty, gaping pussy while pounding my ass. “Two holes stuffed like a proper fucktoy,” she laughed darkly. “You love being my dirty little secret, don’t you?” “Yes! I’m your dirty anal slut!” I cried out, pushing back to meet her thrusts. Lena fucked my ass harder, fingers slamming into my cunt at the same time. The double penetration was overwhelming. I came again violently, squirting all over her hand and the bed while my asshole spasmed around her thick cock. She finally pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and straddled my face again.

It only made me want to have Penelope screāming my name louder. “Close your eyes, Penelope.” I murmured as I bit the top of her round breāsts through her lace top. As soon as she closed her eyes, I rubbed the inside of her legs slowly before reaching her warm pūssy again. She held her breath in anticipation as I continued kissing, biting, and licking her chest and teasing her wet slit on top of her thong. She gripped my arms tightly as I moved her thong to the side and pushed my fingers in between her lips.

Their hands explored every soft curve: squeezing my ass, kneading my belly, teasing my clit and the tight ring of my ass. They rotated with infinite patience and demonic stamina. Thorne took me next while I was still locked on Azrael’s knot, the double penetration sending me spiraling into continuous waves of ecstasy. Vesper used my mouth and hands, his chaotic energy making every touch unpredictable and devastating. They explored new positions—me riding one while the others supported and penetrated, suspended between them in webs of shadow, bent over the edge of the bed as they took turns in every hole.

There were various poses, none of them displaying her pussy because her legs were crossed; it was the one classy thing about the pictures. She was surrounded by a variety of models, male and female, all displaying themselves. They were naked. The men’s cocks were erect. Kisses were exchanged between men and women, women and women, men and men. Fingers curled around and into sex organs. Penetration of all orifices was shown, penetration by fingers and cocks and toys. All the slaves surrounding Solange had nipple rings, male and female. Solange pulled the reference photos from the booklet and scattered them over the table. “You can see what I’m looking for, can’t you?”

One hand gripped her hip hard enough to leave fingerprints; the other reached around to rub her clit in fast, ruthless circles. “Take it, take every inch. This is what happens when you tease me for a year and a half with those tight skirts and those little moans you make when you’re frustrated with a spreadsheet.” He panted. Elena pushed back to meet every thrust, sobbing with pleasure. “Harder, fuck me harder, make me come again, make me forget every other man.” He gave it to her with a brutal pace. The new angle hit deeper, grinding against her cervix with every stroke. She shattered again walls clamping down around him like a vice, milking him as she screamed his name.

Elena’s body tensed violently on the conference table, every muscle of her body and legs locking up as the overwhelming pleasure filled her and crested. Kane’s thick cock slammed deep into her pussy with powerful strokes while David was buried to the hilt in her perfect ass, both men fucking her in a relentless, synchronized rhythm. The intense double penetration stretched her completely, their thick shafts rubbing against each other through the thin wall separating her holes.

“But I think we need to slow down a little and try something new together. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” She reached for the remote and turned on the large TV in their bedroom. She opened a hidden folder and selected a video. The screen lit up with two gorgeous women locked in an intense scissoring position — their pussies pressed tightly together, sliding and grinding in slow, wet circles. Their moans were loud, breathy, and real. One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement.

Pain and pleasure mixed until I couldn’t tell which was which. Ever been double-penetrated? " Tyler asked with a smirk He didn't wait for an answer He slid back into my pussy at the same time,. double penetrating me, stretching me so full I thought I’d split. They found a rhythm, one in, one out, relentless. I came so hard I squirted, soaking the sheets. They laughed, called me their dirty little Christmas present.

She keened, fingers scrabbling at the wood. He pulled out suddenly. Flipped her onto her back and spread her legs wide, hooked them over his shoulders. Her pussy was swollen, pink, glistening and cream smeared across her inner lips and down to her ass. He lined up and drove back in. The new angle hit deep, brushing her cervix with every thrust. Emily’s hands flew to her breasts, pinching her own nipples, twisting. Her head thrashed side to side. “Touch me,” she begged. “My clit, please…”