Gemma Elle Sex Novels & Stories

“We have nothing to talk about in here, Sir. I’m in the males section and I need to get out before any other person sees me.” “Hmm. Then pick a place. We need to have a long conversation.” “Again, I think we have nothing to—” “You’re a sex worker, and about to marry my son. We have everything to talk about, pixie.” I winced at the sound of that name again. “My name is Elara, I have no idea where you got that name from. Secondly and most importantly, I’m not a sex worker. You can’t just accuse me of something like that.”

She sipped down on her coffee. ~~~~ "She punched him in the face because he was about to have sex with her without wearing a condom." I rolled my eyes as the circle burst out in laughter as Gemma tells them about the first time I had sex. "Feisty I like." I glared at Ace seated beside me, he winked. "You think mine's crazy, well Gemma lost it in her dad's car. Wait for it, her little brother of 5 was in the booth of the car playing hide and seek." The circle was quiet while Gemma was laughing.

I thought we had something, she did give me her virginity. "Ella, is her own woman, she will come back when she wants to, and she will explain everything to you when she sees fit," Gemma said while Benjamin nodded then sit down on the sofa and start scrolling on his phone. The man then taps the seat next to him, silently telling me to sit.

She was out of a village around three miles off and was the polar opposite of me. Gemma was quite self explanatory, she drank, smoked and swore like a trooper and she liked cock. She enjoyed penis in any shape and size (and sometimes other colors!). She simply loved penis. In the tales she regaled us on a Monday morning, I was amazed how she could walk straight!

Gemma tastes too good that I start stroking my dick faster and groan with each lap of my tongue. "Give me, come for me," I whisper roughly as I kiss her pink slit. And when she climaxes, her legs pull my shoulder and I dive deeper to suck her off. She's a trembling mess as I made my own mess under my boxers before slumping back next to her. "That was..." "Good, right?" I kiss her temple and pull her onto my chest. Usually, I'd get deep inside my date by now and ready to take her back home once the pleasure wears off. But with Gemma, cuddling comes so naturally.

he could only mutter to himself. The first time they had sex, he had been very careful as he knew it was Gemma's first time. But this time, they had gone all out. He knew he had opened Gemma's Pandora box. But he wasn't bothered, he was ready for all of it. “Hey,” he whispered into her ear. Gemma shivered, but still maintained her pretense of being asleep. Derek smirked. “Open your eyes now, Gemma.” But Gemma wasn't ready to do that. She had mentally recollected how wild she was last night, her cries of pleasure, her screams, how she kept asking Derek for more, how she kept urging him to go faster. And the most embarrassing of it all.

My body started heating up and I released air from my lungs to calm myself down a bit. "My Leaf boy do you like my clothes?" She drew closer to me grinning and twirling round showing me her massive bum. Damn Melissa!!!. "Yes I like it, you look very beautiful" I replied her and her smiled widened more. She instantly ran to the saleswoman and hugged her tightly. "My leaf boy said I look very beautiful" she grinned as the woman smiled and patted her back. Yes Lissa, I told you already. You are exceptionally beautiful just like an angel she uttered and a little frown settled on Melissa's face. "What's an angel?" She asked her confusedly as her frown deepened.

This feels so good I don't want to stop. "I love you Gemma ",I thrust faster wanting us to cum so we can take this to the bedroom. Her loud cry followed by her pussy milking my cock makes me growl loud. We both explode and sag into each other panting. I start washing us and she giggles. "we are freaks",she giggles more. "we sure are but we aren't done baby",I wash her faster before going to my body. Gemma helps but all her touch does is make me hard and ready for round two.

He nuzzled against her, his lips on her neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to her earlobe, where she'd always been ticklish. " Ooh," she whispered. " Ooh! Oh, oh, oh. . . Fu*k." She sighed, as he worked his fingers against the slick seam . . . and then she forgot to pose, forgot about trying to look good, and lost herself inside her own pleasure. Luci watched her squeeze her eyes shut as she clamped her thighs against his wrist and snapped her hips up, once, twice, three times before she froze, all the muscles in her thighs and belly and bottom tense and quivering, and he felt her contract against his fingers.

"Bad enough to start acting classes, then?" No fooling him… My cheeks burn. "Sorry, Master." His lips twitch. "Apology accepted. Especially since you took that without safewording." The fingers circle then delve, reaching deep, sharing space with the still-vibrating egg to rub at my G-spot. The rubbing grows to kneading, then to scraping. My inner walls clutch and snatch… "If you wish, Elizabeth, you may climax now." Permission is superfluous. Nothing short of a snowball fight in hell is going to prevent my…