Heather Brooke Nsfw Novels & Stories

.Caught Between Two Sisters (10) "Shame, I bet you're hard for me right now aren't you? Picturing my little body naked on your bed? Fûcking myself." Brooke moaned a little louder. "I am." I told her, forgetting where I was. "Oh fuck, I'm so full right now," Brooke moaned out, "I'm fucking my cunt for you baby, do you like that?" "Yes." I told her, putting a bit more pressure onto my cock.

I must be an awful wrestler. "No you don't," Brooke purred only millimeters from my lips. "You are not getting away." That was Brooke tossing good ole Felix under the emotional bus. Felix the Player? She'd chalk it up to too much to drink and the hype being more than the man. How was this possible? Look at her. She'd thrown a known sexual dynamo down on her bed and was working his shaft over every G-spot in her vagina. Brooke still preferred a long, rough fucking to get her off. At the moment, she need reassurance more.

Mostly, she hated to be exposed to people, even though she had a gorgeous body; 5'5" with generous 34C perky breasts that didn't require a bra, svelte curves and a round firm ass; she didn't like having her body on view. Often she would have sex wearing most of her clothes, or some kind of sexy outfit, rather than even letting her partners have full access to her body. Although she didn't really consider herself bisexual, she'd had several very pleasant encounters with other women. Brooke on the other hand was willing to be submissive or dominant in bed, however she had moral drawbacks in that she considered anal and lesbian sex to be morally wrong (not to mention extremely dirty). However,

BROOKS Fuck… My legs fell open as I sank deeper into the mattress, phone propped beside me, Heath’s voice curling through the speaker like smoke… dark, slow, and addictive. "I know you touch yourself to my voice and videos. And I love it! Touch yourself for me, baby. I know you're already wet. Slide a finger in… nice and slow." I followed, burying my finger deeper, breath hitching as a whimper caught in my throat.

"I've been thinking about you all day. About what I'm going to do to you at the Summit." "At the Summit?" His grin was wicked as he kissed his way down my stomach and hooked his fingers in my shorts, dragging them down along with my underwear in one smooth pull. "All those powerful Alphas in one place and none of them will know that their future Beta's brother is fucking his step-sister in a storage room three doors down from the grand hall." Heat flooded between my legs and he saw it, saw the way my thighs pressed together, and he spread them apart with both hands and settled his face between them.

My cock fills her throat, the tight fit making me throb. She slowly withdraws, lips tracing length, threads of saliva spanning our juncture. Then she dives down again, more swiftly now. Her head bobs rhythmically, up and down, slurping sounds echoing through the quiet woods. I gaze at her breasts jouncing under her tank top with each movement, nipples straining through the fabric. Brooke's other hand is on my balls, circling them gently as she sucks. She rocks her head back and forth, tongue working the veins.

Yes, he's horny but he wanted to fuck another woman. He smiled at her and removed her hand near his crotch. “Some other time, Brooke. I still need to review some papers.” He reached for her cheeks and kissed her. It was funny how he never felt any electric friction when Brooke caressed him near his shaft, but he would instantly get a painful hard-on just by thinking about that woman. *** Brianna couldn’t control the shaking of her hands. She’s so nervous while waiting for the doctor. Today is the release of her mother’s medical examination. She’s been feeling sick these past few weeks and Brianna took her to the hospital for a check-up.

Her brows furrowed with need. The heat of it all was consuming her and their was no stopping it now. His thumb slipped under the fabric, brushing the edge of her panties. “Uhn…!” the moan tore from her gut. “Fuck.” Jeremy’s voice was pure sin. “That’s it, baby.” He pulled his fingers out. She cursed and screamed at him for suddenly stopping but now with her mouth, her face.

he says against my throat, his hand squeezing my left tit hard, thumb flicking over my stiff nipple. “I wasn’t playing anything—” “Yes you were.” His hands push my dress up around my hips, yanking my soaked panties aside. “And you won.” His mouth finds the hickey on my neck and sucks hard and I hiss at the sharp, delicious sting of it. “Sensitive?” “Shut up—fuck—” “Good.” He does it again, mouth dragging hot and open across the mark he left, and the sensation shoots straight down my spine and explodes between my legs, making my clit throb.

Taking the skin of her neck between his teeth, he thumbed her clit while stroking into her hard. Her back and neck arched off the bed, and she clamped down around his cock and came on a long hard moan. Sweet as fuck. "Again." He released his hold on her neck with his teeth and instead wrapped his hand around her throat and squeezed. He emptied inside her, one finger on her clit the other hand around her throat as she came one last time.