Elastigirl Stuck Porn Novels & Stories

I groan as she directs me on to a pile of high jump mats. I pull Elara on top of me, positioning ourselves in a 69 position. At 5’8” she is just tall enough for me to reach her clit with my mouth if I lean up a bit. I circle her entrance with my fingers, as she braces my length in her hand.

In the dream she was riding me slow, her tits bouncing in my face, whispering my name like a prayer while her pussy clenched around me so tight I almost came right there in my sleep. I rubbed my hands on my face, trying to think of every irritating thing I could think of to get rid of this hard on I have. Like the time my ex cheated on me with that douchebag from the gym. Or a old granny twerking butt naked. But nothing worked. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Elara's lips wrapped around my cock, her tongue swirling around the tip while she looked up at me with those innocent professor eyes. Mrs. Stone. Fuck. The way she says it in class, all proper and professional, makes me want to bend h

She grinned, swiping through shots of naked guys, one lounging with a thick, heavy cock draped over his thigh; another standing tall under the shower, hard and curved upward with water beading on the tip; the next on his knees, ass up and shaft rigid, balls hanging full beneath. She zoomed in on the last one and nudged me. “Tell me you like this one,” she teased, eyes gleaming as she waited. I clenched the hem of my skirt, twisting the fabric in my fists as I whipped my head toward the window, cheeks on fire. Those images were burned into my brain no matter how hard I tried to scrub them away, thank Goddess I had looked away fast. Elsa’s friends were shameless, with zero concept of boundarie

She looked at me and laughed. “Come on! That elasticity will obviously change if you get something bigger, not unless……” Celestine paused. “What?” I asked her. She smiled. “There is this gel you can use, it is called Femicare. After having sex with a man who has a large penis, just go apply it after washing out his semen. Apply it continuously for three days and trust me, your vaginal muscles will absorb it, remain tight as usual and no one will even know you got screwed by a big thing.” Celestine told me.

Elena pressed the vibrating head directly against Riley’s swollen clit without warning. A sharp cry tore from Riley’s throat. Her hips jerked violently in the suspension, but she couldn’t escape the relentless buzzing pleasure. Elena kept the toy pressed firmly, watching Riley’s face with dark, hungry eyes as her thighs began to tremble. “You can fight it all you want, little rebel,” Elena said calmly, “but your body already knows its place.” She slid two fingers through Riley’s soaked folds, teasing her entrance before pushing them deep inside with one smooth thrust. Riley gasped, mouth falling open as Elena curled her fingers expertly against her g-spot while the vibrator continued its mer

“That’s what makes this so sweet. My innocent daughter believes her dearest friend would never spread her legs for me. But we both know the truth. You’re addicted to Daddy’s cock now.” He curled his fingers, stroking that spongy spot inside her until her knees buckled. Elara moaned brokenly, pushing back onto his hand like a whore in heat. Her juices ran down his wrist and dripped onto the polished floor. The portraits along the upper shelves leaned forward, painted eyes gleaming with voyeuristic delight. One stern matron whispered loudly, “Filthy girl. Fucking herself on her best friend’s father’s fingers while she lies through her teeth.”

Her pussy was glistening, lips swollen and pink, clit begging for attention. Elena grabbed her vibrator, turned it on the highest setting, and pressed the buzzing tip hard against her throbbing clit. “Ahh… fuck…” she moaned, biting her lip. She closed her eyes and replayed the grocery store moment on loop. Mr. Lorenzo’s strong arms. The way his eyes had darkened when they roamed over her body. In her fantasy, he didn’t walk away. He pushed her against the shelves, his big hand sliding up under her short skirt, fingers finding how dripping wet she was for him.

He was probably ashamed of us. * Grace draped a plump arm around my shoulders and said sweetly, gently, pointing at each of the small objects, 'They are sex toys, girlfriend. This one goes in your vagina and that one in your pretty butt. That there is a vibrator. And that chain and those buds? They are nipple clamps' I recoiled in horror. NO!! I whispered, horrified, blushing furiously. The probing way Daniella was watching me made me cover my face in shame.

My other hand squeezed one of her bouncing breasts roughly, pinching the nipple just how she liked it earlier. “You wanted to teach me how to fuck?” I growled, smirking down at her tear-streaked, pleasure-drunk face. “Now you’re getting a real taste of this long, thick dick. Cry for it. Beg me not to stop.” Elara sobbed beautifully, her body jerking with every deep thrust. Her legs wrapped tighter around my waist, pulling me even deeper despite her overwhelmed whimpers. The fake mystic was gone. All that remained was a gorgeous, dripping woman getting exactly what she deserved for toying with me.