Gracieparker Sex Novels & Stories

I wasn't even close to mine. Not even half as close..... She was just too boring, she wasn't brunette , her eyes weren't gray....she wasn't even half as curvy and shapely as her..... She wasn't the one I wanted to fuck right now .... I closed my eyes briefly, my breath coming out in harsh pants Sweet fucking Gracie.... So innocent.....such a dirty slut..... I imagined her pink glistening untouched pussy being ravaged by my monstrous cock...... I still remembered the way her face was flushed with pleasure when I ate at her creamy pussy....

It's so rough and his tongue keeps playing it until it turned hard. She bends her back as he continued pulling it in and out of his mouth. Even she's old to have sex with a young guy, she could still feel the dampness in between her thighs. Just a little of it. "Fuck, I love fucking old woman!" He groans as he started to kneel in front of her pulling off her long skirt and underwear. Mrs. Laura's eyes were poor to recognize in a little light but she can feel every kiss, lick, and touch made. She needed money and it's been ten years since a guy offered her to be his sex partner so she accepted it.

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.

We didn't say anything more to each other and just watched the scenery pass us by. "I miss the green forest," she sighed and I grabbed her hand and tugged it so she'd turn my way. When she did I kissed her aggressively. She crawled up onto my lap and grinded herself against me. I glanced over at my cell to see we had thirty seven minutes remaining and unzipped my pants. Grace grinned slightly and asked," what about those two." I pressed on the intercom and told Marcos to lift the privacy partition. It rose up and Grace began removing her panties from under her dress. Once she lowered her sex over me I grabbed her hips and thrusted up into her. I was no different than my nymphomaniac father.

Gently rubbing her pussy. Grace started to make soft mourns. she was going to take advantage of the attention she was getting from her husband. Benjamin was fighting off the lust as must as he could. Grace was so beautiful. shaped in the right places any man who had her in his bed would be Lucky. Unable to fight the mourns anymore. His lips connected to her pussy sucking slowly as he put 1 finger in her then two.

I used to stay home because I was never interested in it, and when I met Thatcher, that’s when I went to parties. “Thatcher was always supposed to be mine, you know that, right? We hooked up once, and God, I know why you endured what he did to you for so long. The sex is great, isn’t it? And the size of his cock,” she says and I widen my eyes as Grace closes her eyes. “Mara, Grace is a child. She can’t hear about this,” I say, and she waves me off.

Gracie's free hands found my pussy and she held my panties pulling it down my legs. After that, she pulled my pant completely, then she placed her hands on my pusy feeling my wetness. She removed her mouth from my breasts and she placed it on my pussy sucking my wetness. She did her hands inside my asshole, finger fucking and sucking me at a time. I held unto Gracie's head, enjoying every bit of it. Gracie increased her pace, while I grabbed her breasts sucking it from under. Gracie stopped whatever she was doing, and she laid on the bed, I immediately understood what she met.

Grace climbed back onto the bed. Her knees hit the mattress on both sides of Elias’s thick waist. She didn't wait. She grabbed his heavy, pulsing cock and lined it up. She sat down hard, taking all of him in one deep, wet slide. "AAAAHHH! OH... YESSS!" Grace screamed. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The feeling was even better this time because Amber was watching. She started to move her hips in a fast, desperate circle. The sound of her wet skin hitting his thighs filled the room.

I hate making women upset no matter who they are to me I also love sex. I flipped us over so that I was now hovering over Grace, I trailed kisses down her neck sucking on it slightly and she let out a string of high pitched moans. "Who says I don't fuck you anymore hm?" I whispered in her ear, I then slid my hand to her panties and massaged her area in a circular motion feeling her grow with wetness. "Fuck yes" She breathed leaning her head back and thrusting her hips upwards "Fuck me please" She whined.

I was defeated. She cleared my desk, dropping every book and bible to the floor, I fought the urge to pick them up as I sat her up on it. She smiled, putting her arms up. I pulled the dress over her head, leaving her exposed. Her nipples hardened from the cool air, and I moved closer, brushing my fingers over them. As a teen, I had my fair share of women, but none of them struck me this way, not even the woman I spent years married to. I dropped my pyjama pants and fisted my cock, it was so hard it was pulsing, leaking with pre cum. “Put it in,” Grace ordered, her voice laced with every ounce of sin I wanted to taste.