Hayes Grier Dirty Imagines Novels & Stories

She has plans of making the house hell for David, that way she could stay in it with her husband alone. That plan has not been going well, since David goes to school and stays in his room when he’s back. Until they are having dinner, so she barely sees him. It was a Tuesday afternoon, Gracie was alone in the house. David wasn’t home, his father has gone to work. Her clit was throbbing and her pussy was pulsating. She was in her room, stripped naked touching her pussy. She shoved two fingers inside her pussy, curling them as she pressed her hard nipple. She thrusted her fingers fast stretching and fucking herself hard, moaning softly.

He ground against me, riding out his release, his groans mixing with the crowd's cheers. Instead of pulling out, Zade began to roll of his hips. Every thick inch dragged against my oversensitive walls, stirring the mess of his cum and my slick into a filthy, wet glide. The slow grind kept me stretched and full, never letting the ache fade, never letting my body come down.

Kyle growled. "You were spying on my boys?" Eds’ eyes flashed with anger. "I'll get a restraining order against you." "Go ahead," Kyle said confidently. "I know those boys are mine." "You must be out of your mind," Eds snapped. "The years you spent with Nikki must have drained your brain cells and made you stupid." "We’ll see," Kyle replied with a smirk, turning his cart and walking away. "Damn it," Eds muttered angrily.

But still, she meets every movement, hips twitching back against mine like she’s desperate for more, always craving the edge we push her to. Theo steps in front of her, a dark, possessive smirk curving his lips. His fingers thread roughly into her messy hair, guiding her face up to look at him. Harper lifts her gaze obediently, lips parted, messy, waiting. She’s a beautiful disaster right now, covered in wax, sweat, our cum dripping obscenely from her chin and coating her skin. The sight alone nearly undoes me. “Open,” Theo orders softly, the edge in his voice unmistakable.

“I didn’t know who she was, at least not until I realized the door was locked from the other side possibly by her friend or partner. She asked questions about Rico but I played dumb.” My eyes stung from the tears accumulated in them. I had to close my eyes for a bit, allowing the tears in my eyes to roll down my cheeks. Images of those pictures Hailey showed me flashed through my eyes and I quickly snapped them open. “She showed me pictures,” I whispered, my eyes lost in my thought. “She showed me so many pictures.” “What pictures?”

The words replaying in my head were “whore amongst us.” Someone knew about my past and was going to expose me. I opened my mouth to speak, tell Mario about my dirty past, and get it over with before things got out of proportion, but the words were stuck in my throat. I am afraid of how he would take my revelation, afraid of the look of disgust that would replace his affectionate gaze. From all indications, Mario did not read the letter, or did he? My heart was beating so fast. His words, “I want you, replayed in my head.” I looked at him and croaked, “You want to be with me?”

I spilled over his fingers, hot and thick, against the cold metal partition, my vision whiting out completely. I was barely aware of the way my body clamped down around him, a vice-tight grip that wrenched a guttural, ragged groan from his chest. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his teeth sinking into the sensitive skin there as he rode out my climax, his thrusts turning erratic and desperate. "Fuck, Jae," he hissed, the words damp against my skin. "I'm... Fuck. I'm there."

finally broke with a soft cry and a hard clench of my walls around his fingers. He held me through it and then brought his wet fingers to my mouth so that I could taste the mixed evidence of everything we had done, the musky salty flavor of our joined releases coating my tongue and the act of it sending a fresh spark of heat through my core even under the continued gaze. His cock was hard again against my thigh, and the knowledge that the hunger between us still had not been fully exhausted made my own body answer with a renewed throb of need. He shifted us once more, guiding me onto my hands and knees on the bed, the position leaving me open and exposed, and the vulnerability of it mixed w

For the record, I had never seen a Hitachi, but I've used a rabbit before and I always came like crazy. Without explaining what she was going to do, Heather started wrapping the harness around my head so the vibe was supported by my chin. She then switched it on and moments later climbed over me pinning my shoulders down with her knees. She then carefully slid the large end into her pussy. Billy might not have been great, but she must have been turned on enough to slide easily down the length of the rabbit nessling it deep inside her. Her pussy was too close to my eyes to really focus, but I'm sure the ears of the vibe found her clit based on her immediate change in breathing.

How I suck on your earlobe while I say dirty things to get you off without even touching your clit. LonelyGirl: Please touch my clit. Your fingers felt so good. I want your tongue tracing me everywhere. LimberJack: Greedy girl! Marathon, not a sprint. But not gonna lie I love that you are as turned on by me as I am by you. LonelyGirl: We have to add pictures and videos to this app. LimberJack: Fuck yes we do! That's brilliant. You. Are. Brilliant. LimberJack: And sexy, wanted by at least two other men, who knows how many others. But who do you belong to.