Dry Humping Stories Novels & Stories

She clearly wasn't giving up because after that statement, she climbed over him and began dry humping him, making sure she had his bulge directly in line with her pussy and she rode him enough to make him moan. At that point, his cock was begging to be set free. It wanted to burst out and find its way into that pussy. He was still fighting it. If this was Maryanne, his hands would have been on her waist or but by now, squeezing like his life depended on it, but he couldn't do that with Janey. At a point, she began to dry hump him even faster, causing him to increase his groan, and she, her moan. "You know what? Why don't I make this even more pleasurable...." She said as she stood up from hi

I can’t see him anymore, only feel his warm breath at my ear I bite his lip as a response, get a little rough with my wandering hands on his naked skin, concentrating on keeping myself up here while wiggling my pelvis against his suggestively. If dry humping was an Olympic sport, then I am making a good play to qualify for contender. I almost have his shirt open when he catches my wrist and pins it above my head as he pulls away panting. I can feel his shallow breaths pulsing through me and even though he’s keeping me propped up expertly, it’s obvious he’s struggling to remain in control. His erection is evident through his jeans, almost trying to burst through.

He didn't just touch me; he explored me, his fingers moving with a rhythm that had me panting, my nails digging into his shoulders. He added a second finger, scissoring them open, preparing me for what was to come. I felt the stretch, the burn, and the overwhelming sensation of being filled. He looked up at me, his eyes dark with so much lust, and whispered, 'You're so wet for me.'

I never knew a touch could ignite fire and longing with this insane intensity, but his does. There’s a mix of apprehension and nerves in the pit of my stomach as we get hot and heavier, despite wanting it more than air,, and Colton lowers his pelvis between my thighs and gently grinds against me, igniting a craving with the goodness of his attention. I moan and bite his bottom lip, gripping his shoulder as I lift my hips to him and push him to do it harder as sensation arouses me fully, and I swear, I ‘ve never been so ready to finally lose my virginity as this. This dry humping thing he has going on is enough to push me over the edge and I’m almost insane with the craving to get him inside

I argued, struggling against his tight clutch. "Keep fighting me and I'll bend you over the wall and fuck the life out of you!" his voice came out breathless and demanding. I felt it then. The hardness of his length pressed firmly my ass... As though to prove his point, he grinded his erection against my ass, basically dry humping me through the materials of his clothes, since I practically wasn't wearing anything beneath his shirt. One of his fingers slid into my mound, parting my folds aside so his fingers could stroke my now swollen nub.

I yelped. “Count,” he growled. “One,” I gasped. Another slap—left cheek this time, harder. My skin burned. “Two.” He kept going, five on each side, until my ass was glowing red, throbbing, every smack making my pussy clench and leak more. Then he lined up and slammed in with no warning, no lube beyond my own wetness and spit. He buried himself to the hilt in one violent thrust. I screamed into the cushion, hands clawing at the fabric, back bowing.

I’ve done my job when she lets out a tantalising moan that fills my mouth and makes a b-line for my cock. Her hands glide down my pecs and abs as if she is trying to visualise them in her mind as she grinds her pussy against my covered cock. I groan into our kiss, tightening my grip on her ass and urge her hips to move. I’m starting to think dry-humping is grossly underrated. Her arousal perfumes the air making my cock harder than steel and I groan into our kiss with more hunger and need than I’ve ever felt before.

With one quick pull, I get out of my pajamas and push my legs wide…so wide it almost strains. I find my phone and play the porn video. She moans as he thumbs the underside of her clit and I do. I jerk hoping it’s him. Wishing it’s him mouthing dirty things to me while kissing every exposed inch of my flesh. “Ohh… there…” I growl alongside the girl on the video, increasing the pace of my fingers over my cleft. Feeling like this isn’t reaching the very edge I want, I bring my pillow over and start dry-humping. I groan as I the rub the pillow over my pussy, over and over again.

“Your dick must've gotten even more huge. I can feel it through your pants, all erect and begging for attention.” He rubs himself against me some more, until I feel like I’ll burst, my head and body at complete odds with each other. I tighten my hold on his nape and tug on his hair, my voice hoarse. “Don’t…stop…” “Is that don’t stop or don’t and stop?” He falls into a rhythm, dry humping my cock with his until my painful erection strains against my trousers. I must release a noise, because Julian chuckles against my lips. “I’ll take that as the former. Mmm. You feel so good, baby. So fucking perfect.”

“The whole time I was sucking on your cock, I was wondering what it would feel like in my ass. And now that I know that you want to fuck me, I won’t be able to fall asleep either until you come over here and stick it in me.” That was all I needed to hear. I hurried over to the foot of bed, leaned over his glistening, chiseled body, and placed my moist lips on his. Our tongues were sparing in no time, and saliva was swapping back and forth between our mouths like water in a tidal stream. I thought that my dick was going to explode because it was so hard, so I reached down with one hand and pulled off my boxers, allowing it to spring free. As we continued to passionately make out, I began dry