Elle Brooke Sexy Novels & Stories

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.

"All right..." "Ahm... and I was forgetting... as the first time, it may lack courage for both of you, so a little beer and aphrodisiacs should help... unfortunately I don't have aphrodisiacs here," he said looking around, "in short you can try any other position that you find comfortable for both of you, and don't forget...your partner has to be relaxed and ready to take you..." "Okay…” Archie nodded, “thanks so much for your attention,” he said getting to his feet.

My palm twists gently over the head of my cock, My hips rocking forward, embracing the adrenaline flooding my body I closed my eyes tight, and there she is—Jules. Radiant, confident, her naked skin glowing under imagined light, Her breasts are perfect, nipples drawn tight. I picture her stepping into the shower with me and the steam from the shower curling around us, our bodies unclad and free.

He just played a video of me begging Derrick to have intimacy with me. The video didn’t end there, it showed even worse. It showed me and Derrick having sex at the washroom, our bodies entangled, clothes tossed carelessly across the floor. My voice echoed through the speakers, filled with desperation and lust as I begged him for more, told him not to stop, told him to go harder. I moaned like someone starved for attention, like a woman who had no morals, no restraint.

I had never met them, but in my anger, I had conjured up images of two greedy manipulative women who tried too hard to compensate for their appearance. I'd never expected to ever meet my stepsister, let alone find her so desirable. Julienne was nothing like the image I had created in my mind and I fucking hated it. She was seduction freaking incarnate and her smart mouth moments ago proved it. She looked so afraid, yet she didn't hesitate to defend herself, her gaze turning defiant. It had taken everything in me to not move to her and smash against those pretty lips- “Sir?” Bene's voice brought me back to reality.

The calf-length midi skirt Grace was wearing had risen to her groin. While the shirt top she was wearing was almost completely unbuttoned, exposing her shoulders and hot pink bra from behind her. They made my head spin and desire to do the same. I then pulled the man down onto the sofa after we had danced a little beside Alena, whose off-shoulder top had come down and exposed her breasts, which the man was groping. Ignoring what they were doing, I placed my body on my knees above him. "Stay there," I said to him, who smiled and placed his hands on my hips.