Frottage Sex Novels & Stories

“I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.” Her legs shook, and I knew she was trying to close them.I smirked. “I bet you are soaked even now.” I moved to her side, my hand touching her belly. “Dirty little slut, getting excited to die, innit?”Her body rose as her skin tried to keep contact with my gloved hand.“Tell me, doll, where should I start?” I leaned down, whispering in her ear. “Should I play with your nipples first?” My fingers took one of them between and pinched it. “Should I make you scream from pain?” I twisted, but all I got was a soft gasp. “Or maybe you are more into impact play?” I slapped her breast, making it jiggle. “I’m gonna take a picture of

Fathia said, “let's watch this film together,” Fred said, “Okay, am coming sir,” Fathia said, and she came down from the bed and walked to the washroom, she eased herself and came back, and sat beside Fred watching the porn films, “do you like watching this type of film?“ Fred asked, “yes” Fathia retorted, “Have you watched something like this before?“ he asked, “No sir” she retorted, “When Is your first sex experience?“ Fred asked,

ROXETTE He didn’t pull his fingers out. Instead, he kept them buried deep, curling and thrusting roughly, his thumb pressing hard circles on my swollen clit. “Fuck, you’re soaked. Look at you, dripping like a faucet, making such a mess on Daddy’s hand. You’re not even trying to hide how much you love being my little slut, are you? Crying your pretty eyes out but this cunt is begging for more. Soaking the sheets like you’re about to piss yourself from how bad you need it.”

I brought her fingers to my mouth, sucking them clean, tasting her sweetness. Around us, the orgy continued. Vik, Nina, and Lily had moved on to a train, their bodies pressed together as they fucked each other. Seppe and Sandro were now in a double penetration with Leonie, their cocks stretching her wide. Torben was jerking off, watching the scene before him with lust-filled eyes. I came again, my body shuddering with the force of my orgasm. Milan groaned beneath me, his tongue lapping up my juices as I rode his face.

He threw his head backward and a few seconds later, he pushed the blonde off before he pulled her up violently. Like a slut that she was, she wrapped her hands around his opened butt while Francesco grabbed his dick with his left hand. He stroked as fast as he could. His hands moved up and down as it covered the whole length of his dick, to his dick’s pink tip and all the way down to where his pubic hair was. He let out a final groan as his sperm came spurting on the blonde’s face and opened mouth. She chuckled as she swallowed the sperm down her throat. Francesco let go of his dick and the blonde got hold of it.

As we sought the greatest possible contact we could get in that sex, giving ourselves to that delicious pleasure of unexpected sex. As a true professional in that matter, I begged for a little more of Dennis' movements. I moved my hips at your pace, and asked for more speed and more strength. My nails would leave marks, they would definitely leave, mainly because Dennis' strength was partly because of that pain I was causing.

“Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the other couples, get so turned on and fuck all night” I swallowed, my nipples tightening at the memory. I hadn’t thought about Coverts, the members-only swingers club, in years. Nathan and I were more watchers than swingers, watching everyone’s pleasure, which heightened our own. When we first began dating, we went often. Each time, we’d end up having some of the best sex of our lives.. We would role play or do some light kink. The last time we had gone to Coverts, Nathan was as fit as a horse. Or so we thought...

“She’s still so wet. This breeding cunt just keeps getting wetter.” They worked together perfectly. Dominic tortured my nipples — sucking, biting, pulling them until I was shaking — while Sasha finger-fucked me and licked my clit. I came again hard, soaking Sasha’s face while I screamed. But they didn’t stop. Dominic pulled me up and made me straddle him reverse cowgirl. He slid back into my cum-filled pussy and started bouncing me on his cock. Sasha stood in front of me and grabbed my hair, pulling my face into her pussy.

We don’t go all the way… but the friction is worse. Or better. There’s no penetration—but there’s sin. My panties are soaked. His breathing—feral. His voice—a growl: "If you tell me to stop, I will. But I don’t want to." "Don’t stop." And he doesn’t. We grind. We rub. It’s not sex—but it’s nothing else either. When it’s over, his fingerprints bruise my thighs. My neck is flushed. My lips—swollen. We look at each other.

His other friend without warning slams into me from behind and I scream in pleasure. “Ngggggggggh, shit fuuuuuuuuuuuck, yes keep going, fuck me just like that. Yes… yes… oh yes” the guy from behind continues to fuck me senseless as I tug at my breast and watch in daze as Rosa pleasures herself with a vibrator. This scene is so crazy, I had only seen it in p**n sites who would have thought my fantasies would be brought to life just a few days before my wedding. While we share two men that drive into us hard and fast against the headboard of our bed, Rosa and I kiss and touch ourselves in the most erotic ways ever and my body is fucking sensitive against her touch.