Foreplay Sex Stories の小説・ストーリー

“Sam… yes.” The foreplay built deliciously. His free hand roamed my body down my sides, over my stomach, teasing the waistband of my shorts before sliding them off along with my panties. I was completely bare beneath him now, legs parting willingly. He kissed lower, trailing his lips down my stomach, but stopped short of going further with his mouth. Instead, his fingers returned to where I needed him most.

“But not before I feel how soaked that cunt is for the man who’s supposed to drag you in. Let me touch you, Mildred. One time without a weapon between us. Then you can decide if you still want to cut me open.” I hated how easily the words worked. How the heat between my legs had already soaked through my underwear. How the chase, the history, the constant almost-violence had primed me until I was aching for the very hands that had tried to cuff me a dozen times. I shifted my grip on the knife, not lowering it, just adjusting so I could keep the threat while my other hand dropped between us. I cupped him through his pants, felt the thick, heavy shape of his cock jump against my palm. “Forepla

Lisa yelped in delight, arching her back as he started pounding her with long, powerful strokes. She dove forward immediately, burying her face between Sarah's spread thighs. Sarah lay back on the floor now, legs splayed wide, her pussy and ass still leaking fluids. Lisa's tongue flicked over Sarah's clit, sucking and nibbling while her fingers plunged into both holes, fucking her with a steady rhythm that matched Alex's thrusts.

Hailey. He spread my legs wide with rough hands, knees forcing my thighs apart until I was completely open, exposed, dripping for him. Leaning over me, his weight pinned me to the mattress, his cock (thick, heavy, veined) dragging slow from my mound up to my clit. The fat head rubbed hard circles over the swollen bud, slick with precum and my own juices, every pass sending lightning bolts of pleasure shooting through my core. I swear I couldn’t stop the moans spilling from my lips—raw, desperate, shameless—even though his cock hadn’t breached me yet.

Outside of her fantasies, her daydreams, the stories she told herself when she came, this was new. But it felt old. It felt as if she’d always been on the bed with this man, always had his hands on her body, always had his whispered words working through her mind. He reached one hand under her and began to rub her clit as he fucked her. She made a low, keening sound under her breath, unable to stop herself. “Come when I tell you,” he said. Could she? Gina felt that she was right on the edge, teetering. What if he didn’t tell her fast enough? What if he didn’t say that she could and she came without permission? What if…

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

"Please fuck me." He slammed into her. The force of it pushed her forward. His cock was huge, stretching her, filling her completely. He didn't start slow. He set a hard, fast rhythm, his hips slapping against her ass with every thrust. The room was filled with the wet, filthy sounds of sex. "Look at your husband," Leo grunted, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her head up. Anna looked. Mark was right beside the bed now, his cock still in his hand. He was so close she could see the pre-come leaking from the tip.

And least he knew, I was far from decency. Yes, he was right about some things—and that should be, being into books and never done it with anyone in the school before except with him which happened today and I'm already regretting it. But my body didn't seem to regret it though, as my thighs already got soaked with the wetness from my pvssy. I wished to drag him to a corner and begin f*cking him now. My body was acting out of control now and I suddenly grabbed his collar and jammed my lips against his. He seemed not to be able to resist me as he gave in instantly. We sucked on each other's lips for a few minutes, then slowly we came to a halt.

The couple from the other room were still going at it, and she gave a moan of her own as she sank the entire length of the dildo into her throbbing pussy. In her head, Professor Gerald was being fucked by Stefan and as he was being fucked, his mouth would be on her wet pussy, eating her up. Stefan would dominate the Professor totally and he would have no choice but to accept. He would be Stefan's little bitch, moaning and crying out his name. Faster and faster, the dildo moved and her moans filled the room. It was Stefan fucking her now, pounding her as hard as she could take it. Now lost to her pleasures, Yasmine continued fucking herself, unable to contain her moans and groans.

The female detective bit her lips as I kept talking "Our foreplay was amazing, I had the best feeling with him more than any other person I've been with. I loved the things he do to me in bed and I also tried to reciprocate, leaving him satisfied at the end. The fantabulous foreplays was something to die for. As happy couples, we tried new things in bed but there was never a penetration. Everything was perfect, until one day.. A day I will always remember. I purposely walked into the shower to see him taking his bath. I guess I couldn't get enough of him as I felt super horny. It was a thing to do with your boyfriend, playing with each others bodies, whinning your waist on his 'ting' to enti