Good Sex Story Novels & Stories

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

“Sneaking into your stepson’s room every night to get fucked while your husband sleeps downstairs.” Isabella whimpered. My dirty words turned her on even more. She reached down and freed my cock from my briefs. It sprang up, thick and rock hard, ready for her. “I need you inside me,” she begged. “Please, Ethan. Fill me up.” She positioned herself above me and sank down slowly. We both moaned loudly as I stretched her open. Inch by inch. Until I was buried completely inside her tight, scorching heat. “Fuck… you feel so good,” I groaned, gripping her hips. “This married pussy is so tight for me.”

Sarah's eyes locked on it, her lip still between her teeth, and she reached down, wrapping her hand around me, stroking slowly from base to tip. 'I've wanted this,' she admitted, her voice husky, as she pumped me, her thumb rubbing the sensitive underside. I couldn't wait any longer; I lifted her onto the edge of the table nearby, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy was glistening, lips swollen and ready, and I positioned myself, sliding into her slowly, feeling her tight heat envelop me inch by inch. 'Fuck, I’m gonna fuck you so good ,your needy pussy will beg me ,” I groaned, starting to thrust, deep and steady. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into my shoulders, her hips meeting mine w

The room fills with the smell of sex and sweat as the sound of our bodies slamming against each other is only muffled by our moans. Her walls tighten around me. “TREVOR… I’M…” She can’t finish before she explodes. Her juices slide down her walls and wrap around my shaft. As her body pulses around my cock, I’m propelled over the edge, too. “Tiffany! I LOVE YOU!”

she managed to ask, her professional instincts not entirely abandoned. Felix reached into his desk drawer, retrieving a condom with practiced ease. "I want to be clear," he said, even as he tore the packet open. "This changes nothing professionally." Wendy squeezed his length lightly. "Less talking, more fucking, Mr. Harrington." His eyes flashed at her boldness. In one swift movement, he rolled on the condom and positioned himself at her entrance. "Is this what you've been wanting?" he asked, teasing her with just the tip. "Your boss bending you over his desk?"

My pussy clenched around nothing, a fresh stream of wetness leaking out as my legs shook violently against the bed. "I'm going to ask you again," He whispered staring at his juice covered palm. "Did you go through my stuff?" “I… I looked through your stuff. I saw the toys and the pictures.” I whimpered my voice cracking. Sameal nodded slowly, a dark smile tugging at his lips. “Good girl for telling the truth. Now touch yourself. Show me how you were playing with that greedy little cunt.” My hand trembled as I reached down and slowly I started circling my clit with two fingers. I was slow at first but my pace began to increase.

He would be gone for three entire weeks, and I had already destroyed our marriage in the first few days. Tears welled up and slipped silently down my cheeks. The shame was crushing, suffocating. I was a forty-two-year-old married woman. A stepmother. And I had turned our family home into a gangbang den for my stepson and his friends. And yet… Beneath the guilt, something darker and far more powerful thrummed inside me. A raw, electric satisfaction. My body felt claimed, desired, wanted in a way it never had been in fifteen years of polite, predictable sex with David. For the first time in my adult life, I felt truly sexual. Alive. Powerful in my surrender. The memory of their hands, their co

"Hahah. Is that how you get girls to say yes to you?" "Uhuh. That's how easily I can get girls. So I have a girlfriend named for almost every letter in the alphabet." He said matter of factly. Jeesh! This guy is mighty proud of his folly. "Ok, name the the one with letter X." I said laughing not taking him seriously. "Hmmm, Xenia, the girl with a big butt! Ghhaad, I love girls with big butts." My eyes widened with his revelation. Is he for real? So would I make it to his list? I had a petite figure but my bubble butt is my greatest asset.

My body moved slightly with every shift, my control slipping little by little. “Please…” I breathed, barely audible. But he didn’t stop. The pressure built inside me again, stronger this time, making my chest rise quickly and my lips part as I struggled to stay silent. My head fell back slightly against the door, my eyes closing as I tried to steady myself. “I can’t…” I whispered weakly. My body trembled, my legs shaking slightly as everything became too much to handle. “Fuck.." he moaned as I felt him explode in me ,he removed his flaccid cock. I let out a deep sigh as I slid down the back of the door knowing I just had the best sex of my life.

Yes, I've had several fantasies about this moment and I now know I'm sold since I have never parted my legs for another man again. Skylar is fucking me while Lysa is sucking on my dick and this here, this, is the best sex I had ever had and when I shoot in her mouth, she doesn't dodge but takes it all and countinues to suck and within moments, my dick is hard again and as Sky hits that spit again and again, I know that I have found the people I want to spend the rest of my life with. After this, I will ask them what they think about us moving to Italy.