Elle Brooke Sexy Novels & Stories

Brock said as he put his hand through my hair and crashed his lips to mine. Static sparked literally when our lips touched, and we both jumped a little before continuing with the kiss. I thought of pushing him away, but when I licked my lips, they tasted like strawberries, and his masculine scent of nature was intoxicating. So I grabbed his shirt in my hands and pulled Brock to me, my tongue diving into Brock's surprised mouth. We both moaned into the kiss that was deepening with each passing moment, and Brock cradled my head between his massive hands, circling my temples with his thumbs. I felt safe, and if I didn't have to go three more weeks without sex, I would probably jump him.

Mom plops beside me, leaning her head back on the comfortable fabric. “Your stepbrother just left. He told me he met an interesting Hawaiian girl.” I raise an eyebrow at her. “He’s not my stepbrother just yet. But did he really?” “That’s what he told me.” She shrugs. “Wants two more days here.” “Must be nice,” I hum, thinking about last night's activities and Lucas’ betrayal. Two men now that I’m leaving behind. But I promised myself that Sebastian and I wouldn’t meet again. That’s what’s important.

In the minimal light of the corridor, his dark eyes glinted with menace, like a predator who had just caught meddling prey. "What did you hear, Little Duck?" he whispered. His voice sounded like a blade slicing through silk. His free hand went up, pinning me in place against the wall right next to my ear. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, a stark contrast to his murderous gaze. I was trapped. Oxygen seemed to vanish from the room. "I... I just wanted some water," my voice trembled violently, barely audible. Adrian leaned in closer, his nose almost brushing mine. His gaze flickered to my lips for a split second before locking back onto my eyes with terrifying intensity. "In this

“Get on your back and spread your legs like a good slut. We are all taking turns.” I stare at the thick strap-on, heart hammering with fear and exhausted desire. My voice comes out small. “Please… I do not know if I can take anymore…” Brooke smiles and presses record again. “You will. And you are going to thank us for every single inch.” Madison positions herself between my trembling thighs and lines the head up with my sore, dripping entrance. She starts to push inside.

My legs clench, pleasure rising low. She senses it, sucking harder hand rubbing what her mouth cannot reach. But I am not yet ready to cum. I pull her off with a wet pop, cock shining and wet. 'Not like that,' I swear, breathing hard. Brooke stands up, swiping the back of her hand across her mouth, eyes hungry. I get my hands on her waist and spin her, shoving her forward. She arches her hips, bracing her hands on the trunk of a tree. Her shorts are tight,

Brooke responded exactly as he hoped and expected, squirming under his face and cooing in pleasure. Besides those reactions, as she grew more sexually excited, her pussy started lubricating, releasing a truly delectable fragrance into the air. Rick knew what to do about that so, although they were the most beautiful breasts he had ever licked or fondled, he left them and kissed and nuzzled his way down her sexy plump body toward her pussy. When he reached her mons, he kissed the soft brown mound and got off the bed to get back on at the foot. Brooke had been watching him and, when Rick approached her widely spread legs, she asked him "Do you wanna eat my hot little pussy?"

She stepped up to me again and stole a glance at the names before her perfectly manicured finger pointed at a few. "She has a really nice tight pussy that likes to swallow big juicy cocks. And that one likes her ass fingered deep while she gags on a cock." She pressed her breasts against my arm as I groaned in frustration. I nervously glanced around, holding my gaze on lynn as she paused her work and stared over at us. "Brooke, what are you doing?" I turned my gaze back to her, giving one of my angry scowls. "What? I'm just trying to help."

Brooke whispers, filling in for me, as she closes her eyes, putting her head back unto the desk. Bloody hell. This is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. My fingers do as she says, sliding to the bare skin between her top and the waistband of her jeans. I supress a shudder, she’s so fucking soft and warm. I’m barely touching her and she’s undoing me. “He wants so badly to let loose, to ravage her with his lips and eager tongue.” “But he needs to take his time,” she says, almost a murmur.

Brooke moaned louder, staring straight at my face while I watched with my mouth slightly open, my dick throbbing at the sight. “You like how she tastes?” I asked, squeezing her tits harder. “Like honey… so sweet,” he said. Then he positioned himself behind her and pushed the head of his cock against her entrance. I leaned in closer, not wanting to miss a single second as he forced himself inside her. Brooke’s face twisted, half moan, half cry, as he stretched her married pussy wide. “Aahh!” she screamed. I quickly shoved two fingers into her mouth, making her gag on them.

I was behind her, but that didn’t stop her from turning around, flashing me a mischievous grin, and winking. Of course, she thought the teacher was cute. Too bad, he looked old enough to be her uncle. “Don't be silly,”I whispered. Just then, the door flung open—and guess who walked in? My stepbrother and his psychotic girlfriend. “Bummer!" Summer muttered under her breath. Real bummer. The two people I’d been trying to avoid had just joined the same club. Davis’s eyes met mine briefly; he didn’t even look surprised to see me there. He held Chloe’s hand as they walked to the row by my right like they owned the place.