Gracieparker Sex Novels & Stories

Grace loved oral s*x, from her teenager as she feared getting impregnated, until now, that she had matured into a talented sl*t. She liked to feel his metallic–taste juices in her mouth, especially when she s*ck*d him to climax, and allowed him to ejaculate inside around her warm tongue. As her vulnerability accelerated, Adrian did what he couldn't avoid while his d*ck pierced through her salivating mouth–tangling his firm fingers through her curled hair, and reminding her that he was still in power.

“What do you plan on doing with that little girl Ms. E? I ain’t never seen you so aggressive with a woman.” “Don’t say it like she’s a child. Torian is more than legal and it’s not what I’m doing with her, it’s what you plan on doing with her. I just want to watch. You put your money on the table first.” I got closer to Parker pressing my breast against his shoulder, rubbing my hand up his leg to the crotch of his pants; I whispered kissing his ear lightly, “I wanna watch you fuck her as you would do me. Could you do that for me, Parker? Give me an orgasm tonight without touching me. Can you perform privately for me?”

She looked up at him with that same sly smile she used when she knew she’d won an argument. “Still think I’m too young for this?” She teased, voice husky. He groaned something incoherent, thumb brushing her cheek. I watched Uncle Marcus grabbed Gracy, pulling her up. His hands rested on her waist, propelling her to the bed. Grscy smiled smugly before she knelt on the bed, her booty shot upward. Her hands parted her ass, revealing her thick wet pussy. “Fuck me.” She commanded. “Gracy!” I snapped, my control shredding to pieces

“I want it! I want it!” Manuela smiled smugly and nudged Marika. “I guess Grace is a whore just like us.” Marika giggled. “Yeah. I can’t wait to watch her fuck Tad.” Grace was already out of her mind, “I’m a whore and I wanna suck his dick.” She twisted on the bench, her tits flopping as Marika positioned an agitated Jerry over her. “Suck his balls out, Mommy,” Marika sighed. “His cum is delicious.”

I quickly brought her nape closer to me and kissed her sweet lips. “Do what you want, baby. Show me your greatest service,” I whispered, and then licked her cheeks, which were flushed like peaches. Grace put my cock between her breasts and pressed them together. I was so amazed at Grace. She had never done anything like that while we were having sex. She stuck her tongue out to kiss the tip of my cock. And started to stroke my cock across her breasts. “Fuck! What a bitch my woman is! I like it.” I looked up, staring intently at Grace, who was looking at me innocently. Her respectful attitude was in stark contrast to her slutty behavior while fucking me.

Grace watched the woman dance and cocked her head to one side as the vixen lifted her tail which intern lifted her skirt revealing she was not wearing underwear, “That is a sight I didn’t think I would see tonight.” “Well, she can do that move on my face all night if she likes.” Bella added while entranced by the seductive movements of her prey. Grace laughed and downed the rest of her glass, “Damn you are a nasty one.” “Please, there are things I would do to her that no person should utter in public, letting her grind on my tongue until she screams my name is the tip of this particular iceberg.” Grace poured another glass and raised her hand to the server to bring another bottle, “So lets s

Every pause, every measured look, every low syllable felt like he was talking straight to the wet, aching place between my legs. I imagined him stepping closer, voice dropping even lower, murmuring just for me, “You’re already dripping for me, aren’t you, Miss Pierce? That pretty little cunt is soaked just from listening to me talk about power. Good girl. Keep those thick thighs pressed together and try not to moan in front of everyone.”

It was overwhelming, and it was… good. A thick cock—her cock, she’d started to think of them as hers—was buried deep in her pussy. Marcus, the one with the cruel smile, was gripping her hips, slamming his pelvis against her ass with a wet, rhythmic slap. “You’re so fucking tight, baby,” he grunted, his eyes locked on the camera phone propped on the dresser. “Show them how a real whore creams on a dick.”

“Missed this wet little hole? It’s been throbbing all day thinking about you.” Grace sank onto the bed, spreading her legs wide for the camera. The room was softly lit, just enough to hide her face in shadow while showing every curve of her body. She’d named the account ASlimySlut because that’s exactly how she felt when she touched herself—filthy, dripping, desperate. Subscribers were already piling in. Her first few posts had gone semi-viral in the right circles: thick stepmom types who moaned like they needed cock more than air.

“I’M CLOSE!!” Like flipping a switch, a low growl rumbles from behind me, and Trevor digs his fingers harder into my hips. “TIFFANY!!! COME WITH ME!!” His fingernails dig into my delicate skin, but the slight pain can’t overshadow the pleasure rocking my entire body as the delicious coil in my stomach builds. One more hard thrust propels me over the edge, and I explode my juices along my walls and around his shaft. My body goes rigid and convulses, wrapping Trevor’s throbbing hard cock and pulls him deeper and over the edge with me.