Friendly Kisses Novels & Stories

I grabbed the sides and ripped them. “No underwear in bed. Not allowed,” I growled. If she did bring panties into bed they would all be shredded. “Ohhh! Ohh Nate,” she moaned. I sucked the two fingers that were covered with her juices to make sure they were wet then worked them into her from the front. Nate and I quickly found a rhythm and moved together. Her eyes locked on me, in shock. SMACK “Ohh! Ohh,” Missy cried out. SMACK “You like him smacking your ass baby,” I said, as I took her nipple in my mouth.

Sensing his intent, Allison reciprocated, assisting him in removing the barriers that stood between them, all the while maintaining their passionate connection through their unbroken kiss. As each button gave way, their bodies grew increasingly exposed, their skin yearning for the electrifying touch of the other. The room was filled with a mix of anticipation and a shared understanding that this moment would be one of profound intimacy and pleasure. Their clothes discarded, forgotten in a pile on the floor, Ryan and Allison remained locked in their embrace, their bodies pressed together in a perfect fit. The intensity of their kiss mirrored the depths of their desire, as their hands explored

We were silent for a while before I spoke. “But friends don’t kiss… right?” I asked hesitantly. Damian stared at me, deeply. “What else do friends don’t do? Do they do this?” He asked, slowly sliding his hands down my pants. I wanted to stop him, but I hadn’t felt pleasure like that in years. I was never one to touch myself, so yeah, that felt good. “Yeah… friends don’t do this.” I said, shakily. “How about this?” He asked, rubbing my clits and rubbing my breasts gently.

She'd kneel between them on the floor, licking balls gently with slow, wet strokes, or stroking cocks with lazy, slippery hands while they bantered like old friends, their voices casual even as their bodies betrayed their hunger. "She is a pro," Tom said, slapping her ass lightly as she serviced Mike again, the sound echoing sharply. "But imagine if we could fuck that tight pussy." Jade pulled off Ryan's cock with a pop, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, her lipstick smeared across her chin, voice a bit hoarse from use. "That is not on the menu, boys. Oral only."

Chelsey asked her in a quiet voice. She cupped both her cheeks and looked into her friends eyes. Kira nodded mindlessly as he started to move, matching her movements with his own. "Oh! It's so good." Chelsey brought her lips to hers and kissed her hard. The two women kissed passionately, Chelsey gathered all of Kira's long braids in her hand. She held them as their kiss became more frenzied; their tongues swirled openly and messily. The loud collision of wet skin against wet skin filled the room again. Kira squeaked against Chelsey's lips and tried not to bite the other woman when his dick struck her cervix. Kira went cross eyed with each deep stroke of his dick in her juicy pussy.

I lowered a hand and set it on her shoulder as we kissed, and lightly tugged her elastic strap over the edge, letting it fall. I pulled away and broke our kiss, leaving us both a little flushed and more aroused. Stacy's eyes were on me as I spoke, "Oh god Michael, we just kissed. Seriously, that was intense. I have to say, I think I'm getting turned on by my best friend here. Seeing her shirtless and feeling her wet lips on mine is so hot, don't you think?" "That is so hot Grace, I can't believe it. Is she really there or are you just messing with me?"

I don’t want this to change our friendship. He smiles that easy smile, and my body melts beneath his touch. “One last time,” he says, his green eyes teasing as he slips a hand beneath my bra and tweaks my nipple. Moaning, I arch into his touch. Jay’s laughter hits between my legs. “Already so needy for us.” The heat of his breath so near my core, mixed with the sting of Frank’s fingers pinching my nipple, has my mind spinning. I’m going to pass out. Frank pulls my face to his and devours my mouth.

“Don’t worry about him, Missy. I think he suffered the most knowing you were away for so long with Fynn.” He buries his face into my neck, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin as he breathes me in. Fynn grins at me, making me shake my head. “Why are you so joyful when it comes to his pain? You really have to talk it out and get along.” “We are getting along,” Fynn says lowly, wrapping his hand around my neck to pull me in for a kiss. I sigh against his lips, sparks erupting on my skin as Matthew moves his hand down my body. He traces my skin slowly with his fingertips, slipping his fingers under the waistband of my panties.

Missy shudders from the large phallus shaped popsicle being buried inside of her, especially as Ellie begins to work it in and out, in and out, as the same time she lathers her aching nipple with glowing warmth from her wicked little tongue. The father watches all this over his wife's shoulder before joining in on the fun by turning his wife's mouth towards his. They kiss deeply, cutting off a desperate cry of forbidden passion from her. The kiss breaks off as Missy tries to catch her breath. Ellie has pulled back and is smiling up sweetly at her Mommy. "Again daddy?" "Oh God yes again...do it again." Missy pleads with them her voice nearly breaking from desire.

My jaw had grown a little sore, but damn, from the corner of my eyes, I could see the blonde guy stroking himself to the scene. The sight only fueled me, making me want to do more, so I slid out my tongue. Since my hands were cuffed, I had to put in extra effort and skill, using just my mouth. My head bobbed slowly, making sure to maintain that filthy eye contact with the main guy. “You fucking like this treatment, don’t you? You enjoy getting played with like the slut you are,” he snapped, following it with a sharp slap to my cheek. My breath hitched. Without saying a word, I coated his cock with more of my saliva.