Eating Pussy Erotica Novels & Stories

Embarrassingly so. “Listen to that,” he murmured. His fingers started slow circles on my clit. Then light slaps. The wet slap filled the small booth. “Your pussy is dripping just from knowing I’m going to play with it. Church girl by day, leaking for her blackmailer at night.” I bit my lip hard to stay quiet. My hips rocked back against his hand without me meaning to. He kept teasing. Bringing me close, then slowing down. Edging me until my thighs trembled.

I ripp off her pants. Kissing her flawless body from her neck to her midriff, my jaw clenched as her pussy spread before my eyes. She was fucking wet for me. Only me. She wanted me. My cock kicked in my pants about to break free. The hair on every part of my body stood. Eira had the most fucking beautiful pussy have seen. It was tiny with a perfect peach clit. Everything was perfect for me. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her pussy to my face as I knelt on the bed. My mouth slammed into her pussy, eating it the way I'd been craving to. Her body swayed on the bed as she cried out, trying to free herself from me.

Kayla’s left hand clamped the table’s edge, while her right hand dove between her spread thighs without shame, her eyes locked on Lukas with a seductive stare that dared him to watch. “Look at me, Luk,” she purred, spreading her knees wider so the dim light caught every wet fold. “Look how soaked my pussy is for you… mmm.” She traced a single finger up her slit, parting herself open with a wet sound, showing him the pink inside clenching greedily. “See how empty it feels? It needs you… needs its little brother to come home and fill it up…” Then she plunged two fingers knuckle-deep inside herself with a wet squelch, pumping them in and out while her thumb circled her throbbing clit. “Mmm, hea

I like her! And the friend… skinny and sexy, with a pussy that calls to your soul, too tight looking like it's delicate, like you’ll break her if you force in… Meanwhile, it's the same pussy taking my big fingers a moment ago, sucking them in and demanding more. Freaking slut she has trapped between her legs. I continue stroking myself as I approach them. Not for once do I look away. What's more iconic than having your pussy in different flavors? Well grilled, like the ebony queen kneeling before me, and well seasoned like the light-skinned lady?

she whimpered again, her hands tangling in my hair, fingers threading through the dark strands with surprising boldness. "Please what? Say it, Elena. Beg for it like the needy virgin you are." I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties, sliding them down agonizingly slow, revealing her inch by inch. First, the neat trim of auburn curls—matching her hair, a soft triangle that pointed to her treasure. Then, her glistening folds—pink, swollen, slick with desire. The lips were plump, slightly parted, revealing the inner petals glistening with her juices. Her clit peeked out, a tiny hooded pearl begging for attention. I let the panties drop to her ankles, my eyes feasting on her naked

I didn’t listen to her pleas, instead, I increased my intensity to give her the vibrator effect. “Of fuck, that feels so good. Please stop,” she cried out, her voice sounding the opposite of what she meant. Her brain hates this, but her pussy craves my tongue. She can’t fight it, not when she’s with me. A certified pussy eater. I eat pussy for fun. And of course, the fact that I’m interested in Daphne makes it more enjoyable. My goal is to make her legs shake while she wraps her body around me and screams my name.

Her pussy was giving me a memorable ride; it seemed like there was no end to her creamy juices and I groaned, "Shit...you're still soaked, sweetie!" Giving in to searing hot passions, we fucked like animals in heat. Her pussy was quivering around my dick, flexing with a delicious, pleasured game of catch and release. I pumped into her, dragging the head back and forth over the spot that I knew would take her over the brink. Ramming deep inside, I groaned, "Yesssss...fuck yessssssssssssssssss!" She moaned, bucking to meet each thrust, as Pete tried to keep his tongue in the game, "Ahhhh...ahhhh...don't stop...yeah...yeah, fuck me...don't...don't stop!"

Kira went cross eyed with each deep stroke of his dick in her juicy pussy. "Let me eat your pussy." She said to Chelsey. Chelsey immediately went down on her back in front of Kira. With her legs spread wide her pussy was open and on display for both Kira and Deane. Deane had to pause to savour the view of Chelsey on her back grabbing at her own nipples, with Kira's head buried between her legs happily lapping at her cunt, while he was buried in her balls-deep. The two women were in bliss.

My pussy constricts, the edge so near, but I hold back, caught up in the desire. He turns me over onto my knees, bound wrists beneath me, ass up, pussy moist. "Look at this," he says, spreading apart my ass cheeks, his cock teasing my opening once more. My clit throbs, my body begging him to fill me. He slides back in, slow and deep, his cock dragging along my walls. “You’re mine,” he growls, thrusting harder, his balls slapping my clit. My pussy squelches, juices running down my thighs, the sensation overwhelming.

Pound that pussy until she soaks the floor. The phone trembled in my grip as their pace turned frantic. Lorenzo's grunts grew ragged, 'She's close, brother… so fucking tight… clenching like a vice…' Valeria shattered first, her orgasm ripping through the line in a wail that vibrated down my spine. 'Vincenzo! Lorenzo! I'm cumming… oh fuck, yes!' The mental image hit me—her body arching, juices gushing around his pistoning cock, thighs quivering.