Elly Clutch Sex Novels & Stories

One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement. Elena’s eyes darkened with lust as she watched them. “Look how beautiful they look, baby. Their clits rubbing together like that… I want to feel you like this. Come here.” She pulled me on top of her, spreading her long legs wide. She guided one of my legs between hers until our soaked pussies met. The moment our slippery folds touched, a jolt of pure pleasure shot through me. Elena moaned softly and started rolling her hips in slow, deliberate circles, exactly like the women on the screen.

‘No ...” she moaned. ‘No, Elodie ... don’t do this ... don’t do this to me. Please. I can’t stand it...“ But Elodie carried on, greedily and voraciously lapping and probing at the burning channel of Kate’s sex. Now she was at her clitoris, teasing the rigid, straining bud, nibbling at it with impossible gentleness. Kate wriggled beneath her, madly excited yet deeply frustrated. Again she wanted to reciprocate, to rouse herself from the groaning passivity of her position. And again Elodie understood. She raised her head from Kate’s swollen, streaming, sex and, more aggressively this time, pressed her entire body against Kate’s. Their mouths met again, mingling together and creating juices to

He was no longer comfortable in his seat so she carefully unbuttoned his pants. Next, she unzipped the zipper. She pulled down his pants a little. She saw the bulging manhood. Her hand slipped inside Clayton's briefs and touched his furious "thing". She could hear Clayton's no longer steady breathing. He even wet his lips with his saliva as he stared at her. She looked down at what she was holding. She lowered her head and put out her tongue to lick the tip.

face? Ellie couldn't believe that that slut was letting him give her a facial. It was at the top of her list of the degrading aspects of oral sex, but she could not deny she was finding it incredibly hot. She was panting to feel Oliver's cum on her skin, to be on her knees like a depraved bitch and to take his sperm all over her face, to lick his sizzling semen off her lips, to blink his jizz into her eyeballs... "Come on, Oliver," Ellie gasped forcefully. She slotted an extra finger into her, quivering her scarlet, swollen clit with her thumb. "Come on, baby. Come on my face already... yes! O-oh god..."

I could feel my climax growing deep in my stomach, threatening to burst at any moment. Sensing my impending climax, Bronx growled, “Not yet, baby, we haven’t given you permission to cum yet,” as I started to convulse beneath their touches. As Baylor moved to kissing and sucking on my marking spot, Bronx demanded, “Look at me, Ellie…I want to see your eyes when you cum for us,” he said.

He let out a low growl that only made my pussy clench harder “Are you touching yourself, baby?” My stomach did that fluttering, jumping thing altogether. I leaned my head back to the edge of the tub as I rubbed my nipples, faster this time “Yes” I whispered, too turned on to lie A dark, animalistic sound rumbled out of Elion. The muscles in his broad back strained and stretched. “Fuck" he cursed, taking a hand into his pants to adjust himself. I trailed my fingers past the scattering of freckles on my belly, down to my swollen clit. The moment my fingers found the overly sensitive bud, my back arched and his name tore out from me

Our sex got much better with time. It was even a surprise for me when she told me that if I want to cum inside, that I can do it. I know I am getting sucked into the crazy void of my infatuation towards Ellen. Is this because this time I love her already? I do not know that yet. But I surely am now trapped with Ellen's satisfying world. It is around 4 AM now and we just finished our seventh sex. We made love seven times! How crazy was that?!!! While we were both panting on the bed, I asked suddenly asked, Ellen-

Her belief in life is that it is good to live as a single person. She laughed looking at Nica cursing Sheena. They were arguing about who first owned the man named Rolando. "Why fight for a man when you can have those men out there?" She even pointed to the men at the other table. Edralyn sat beside her. "You won't understand those two if you don't try to have a boyfriend," Edralyn said and giggled. It seems that she is right as well as her other two friends. She slouched her weight onto the couch.

I held his hand. " Why?" He asked. " No problem." A blunt object is now entering my hole, making me sigh. Starting with a slow tempo, his hand touches my body in a friendly manner and he increases the tempo to a fast one way. I put my arm around his shoulder for the long blunt object to go deeper and pump it fast. Our bodies are both sweaty. "Please, don't end." I say as we chase gratification, I wrap my arms around his shoulders tightly following his fast tempo and make the long and dull object pierce deeper into my hole. I didn't want him to end this hot day so quickly, no matter how many times I climaxed.

I loved the way her lips called my name in pleasure, not knowing whether to beg me to stop or continue. I was going crazy. This woman was driving me crazy. I could feel her clench her insides at the sudden intrusion and it took me all the self control I could muster from my whole ancestors to not release in a single thrust. “Fuck Ella… you're doing so good… I whispered raggedly in her ears as her whimpers filled my senses.