Hanging Wedgie Porn Novels & Stories

I explained about what a ’69’ was and how guys and girls like it. Wendy got this big grin and said: “Let’s do that”. I reached in my headboard and got my pink double penis dildo. She was all curious and felt it all over. I opened my robe up and put one head in my wet pussy, leaving the other head sticking out. She went right for it as I turned around to 69, and I went for her pussy.

The ache between my legs had turned into pure torture — swollen, dripping, begging for something, anything. I locked my door, kicked off my heels, and threw myself onto the bed still in my work clothes. My hand was already sliding up my skirt before I could stop myself. No. Not yet. I grabbed my phone with trembling fingers and downloaded three new p**n videos — the filthiest threesome ones I could find. Two men, one woman. Priests in my head. I turned the volume low, propped the phone on my pillow, and hit play. The first scene started: a girl on her knees between two huge cocks, sucking one while the other slapped against her cheek. My breath hitched.

Rhada's breathing picked up and she squeezed me tighter. "See those boxes?" Rhada took a peek. "Those are the suspension gear so I can hang you from the ceiling. They came in today. I'm going to suspend you about waist height over the bed, apply clamps with weights to your labia and nipples then fuck you up both holes, alternating with a dildo for the hole I'm not using." "I imagine the pull of those weights swinging around as I screw you is going to be excruciating," I mused. "What do you think?"

"Now that's the best porn anyone could ever see," We looked over to see Wade pumping his cock and massaging his balls. I looked away; no one wants to see his brother fucking himself. But Taylor's eyes stayed glued to the sight. I pulled my softening cock from inside her and went to the bathroom to grab some towels. Taylor lifted her ass so I could place a towel underneath her, and she opened her legs so Wade could catch a sight of our combined juices flowing from her pussy. I flung another towel down on the floor so Wade wouldn't get cum all over the floor and ran my fingers through Taylor's wet hair. Moments later, Wade growled as he came.

The naked lady bends in a doggy style, her hands grab the end of the bed, her ass pushed out to Uncle Kay who straps behind her, aggressively pumping his hips inside her big pussy! I've seen a few naked couple… not a novice to pornography, but seeing Uncle Kay’s big cock that naturally mocks my too-ting dildo gets pumped inside her dripping red pussy, leaves my jaw hanging down. “Hmmm…” I moan, imagining what that size will do to my small cunt.

I spot a metal hanger painted a classy deep gray colour in one corner of the room and my stomach twists painfully when I notice the vast collection of whips and canes. There’s a sex swing hanging from the ceiling right in the middle of the room and to my horror, I already envision myself strapped to it while Bhyron fucks me raw and senseless. I cough to clear my aching throat and dirty mind. And did I mention the mirrors? A huge mirror covers one of the walls directly facing the sex swing. Any which way a person is being fucked on that swing, he or she will always reflect on that mirror. My lips fill with saliva when I remember that one night in Bhyron’s gym. If a cucumber could make me cum

she moaned softly as she slowed her pace, my spasming dick finishing its eruption. On screen the black actor was spewing an incredible load all over the actresses behind, rope after rope coating her milky ass. The white male actor reappeared, slowly making his way back on screen. He leaned down and kissed the woman passionately, just as the screen faded to black with the splash title "Wife Sharing 4". I was a bit surprised, not having realized I selected that sort of porn, Stacey noticed too "Oh yeah babe?" she turned and kissed me "A bit kinky tonight are we?" she smiled, jokingly.

Every swimmer gets my cunt and ass while I hang, then climbs down and jerks off onto my swinging body until I’m glazed from collarbones to knees. At one point they spin me like a rotisserie, cocks in my mouth, my hands, my hair, cum raining down in thick ropes. Then the toys come out. A wireless wand taped to the bar directly under me, head pressed to my clit, turned on high. A thick steel hook slid into my ass, chain running up my back and clipped to the wrist straps so every tiny movement tugs it deeper. The vibrations and the hook make me come nonstop. I’m sobbing, drooling, begging in broken syllables.

We all laughed. We were walking down to the other store, and Mom wanted to go to Victoria's Secret. I blushed. I did not want to think about those sexy underwear Wade could see me in. I was thinking about him. I giggled, looking inside the store. ‘’Hey, my Cherry Virgin, you think you're cute, huh, with that trick you did to me. Not nice.” He growled in my ear. right behind me. I stilled, and I gasp, Oh, no, not right now I thought. Why is Wade in this store and talking to me? I try to leave. “Oh no, you do not, you’re coming with me.” “No! Wade, I cannot. I am with my mom and my sister.” Come baby! He started rubbing up against my ass. Hey, stop it, Wade,” I started giggling.” Why are you h

She couldn't help it; she was addicted. Wild orgies were her weakness, the videos that got her off faster than anything else. Bodies tangled in sweaty, heaving heaps, skin slick and shining under low lights, thick cocks plunging relentlessly into eager, dripping pussies and tight asses, stretching them wide with every brutal thrust. Mouths devouring everything in sight—cocks, clits, balls, and pussies—slurping and sucking with greedy abandon. Cum splattering across skin like a forbidden rain, thick ropes shooting over faces, tits, and open mouths, dripping down chins and pooling in navels.