Dry Humping Stories Novels & Stories

The man's mouth parted slightly as he watched her touch herself. She pinched her nipples between her fingers, gasping at the sensation. The stranger's free hand drifted down to palm himself through his boxers. The sight of him touching himself while watching her sent another flood of wetness to her already soaked panties. She let one hand slide down her stomach, over the lace of her underwear. Her fingers pressed against her clit through the fabric, making her hips jerk slightly. "Fuck," she whispered to the empty room. Her legs trembled as she continued touching herself, circling her clit through her panties.

He cried out loud, suppressing the happy scream that threatened to escape his lips. After having such wonderful sex in the first two arcs, Uea felt like he was starting to lose interest in sex. The rhythm was the same, and there was nothing especially new about it. However, his dragon master was too good. He knew how to be rough and precise. Every inch in Uea's hole was being hit, and it even seemed like the dragon master had reached his limit. Uea didn't want to imagine how long the dragon master's dick was. Perhaps it was bigger than Ryan's and even longer?

His finger became gentle on me as I rode the wave of my release and slowly began to come down. I slumped against his shoulder, suddenly tired but still wanting more. I felt his thick, hard length pressing against me and I moved, trying to get off his lap… to do what? I was unsure but he stopped me and pressed me back in his arms. I decided to move my hips instead since he won’t let me go, dry humping him but he grabbed my hips and stopped me. I let out a small sound of protest and that seemed to break him out of whatever haze he’s been caught up in because he stiffened and I just knew that everything had ended.

I moaned at that thought. “Careful with your words, omega.” Then, he rutted against me. Oh. Oh. I could feel his erected bulge. So strong. So hard. This is heaven on earth, indeed. My head is filled with muddled thoughts of him finally staking his claim on me. And it is merely dry humping that makes me think and feel this way… Good Goddess what had become of me? At one specific delicious thrust, I moaned and he grunted. Both of us are now panting. Like beasts in heat. But barely there yet. It seems like he won’t go all the way.. I whined, hoping he really would.

“You’re soaked. I can feel how wet your little pussy is through these tiny shorts.” He rocked against me harder, the friction perfect and torturous. The head of his cock dragged over my swollen clit again and again, making me whimper and grind back desperately. We were dry humping like teenagers on the balcony, but it felt more dangerous than anything I’d ever done. His mouth moved to my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. “You have no idea how many nights I’ve jerked off thinking about this. About you. About fucking my best friend’s little sister while she moans my name.”

Maybe we should just do it! the words come flying out of my mouth before I can stop them and really I could care less about stopping them I'm in pain again and now I'm also going to be a horny wet mess my thighs are already squeezing together squirming on Demtri's lap I can feel his harding length beneath my ass I kinda wanna start rubbing against him he grips me tighter like he knows I'm about to attack him but just sexually I'm sure he won't mind a little dry humping since they are making me suffer with pain want and need for him to fill my clinching dripping wet need my clit aches with wanting I need someone to rub my clit and press two or three fingers curled up into my hot aching channe

She was into dry humping me, real good. She reached back and started pulling her night gown up and up. Now her bare pussy was on my boner with only my pajama bottoms separating her pussy from my boner. She continued to rock and moan. I then felt her hand on my boner trying to get it out. I reached down and pulled my pajama bottoms down as my boner sprung up between her legs. She took my boner and laid it flat against my tummy. Now she began a slide on my boner. Her pussy stroked it with each slide.

That's all he says, and I'm up, walking hurriedly to him without thinking. We meet halfway, and it's intense. We're kissing hard, tongues everywhere, hands grabbing at each other. We keep our clothes on, like that makes it less wrong. He pushes me against a wall, grunting, and I can feel how hard he is through his pants, right up against me. I start grinding on him without meaning to, slow hips moving, his cock rubbing me just right. His hands squeeze my thigh, pulling me closer, and we're basically dry humping like high school kids in the janitor closet who know it's dumb but can't stop.

he grabs my ankle and drags me to himself like a prisoner. I don't fight it, not like I have the strength to. And frankly, I want more. I’m expecting another series of rough cock bang, but he takes me on a whole new level of rough adventure when he shoves all four fingers inside my wet weak pussy! The entrance of my pussy gaps. Wide. Needy. The raw and intense thrust leaves my mouth dry for a few seconds, with no words forming. My brain is in disarray. When I finally find my words, it's me begging. Shamelessly.

Next they flipped me onto my back, legs pinned wide open, and took turns dumping load after load after think cummy load deep inside me. Cum swapped from my pussy to my mouth. Jax pulled out of my cunt and shoved his creamy cock straight between my lips, making me taste myself mixed with his load. “Clean it, you cumdump.” My holes gaped. Every time one of them pulled out, thick white cum bubbled and poured from my stretched pussy and asshole, running down my crack and pooling on the blanket beneath me. They double-penetrated my pussy at one point: two thick cocks stretching my poor cunt obscenely wide while I wailed and came again, body convulsing. I couldn't believe this was real.