Hellhound Sex Novels & Stories

I replied immediately, not wanting her to be suspicious. "They are a lot of them, the wolf man, Howling, Underworld, Teen wolf, oh and Twilight, one of my favourite, well you can search for more, there are tons of wolf movies" she listed them out " Oh, okay, thanks, Erm.. how would you know if someone's a wolf" " Well with the movies I have watched, the full moon makes them obvious, they change on every full moon, they have fast healing and great hearing abilities, so if you want to know, just check for what I just mentioned"

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

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.

Hilton knelt between my thighs, rubbing the thick head of his cock up and down my slick slit, teasing my clit. Vincent leaned closer. “Please… put it in her. I need to see you stretch her.” Hilton pushed forward slowly. The blunt head spread my folds, sinking inch by inch into my tight pussy which was supposed to be meant for my hand only. I gasped at the way he pounded in, he was so much thicker than Vincent and the fullness made my back arch. “Fuck… he’s so big,” I whimpered. Hilton buried himself to the hilt, his hips flushing against mine. He stayed there a moment, letting Vincent film his best friend’s cock completely sheathed inside his wife.

she ordered. “I want it… please… fuck me.” Hellen pushed further. Centimeter by centimeter. Jaston whimpered—a mix of initial pain and intense pleasure. When she was fully inside, she paused. Let him adjust. Then she began to move—slow, deep thrusts. Jaston moaned loudly. His cock throbbed without touch, dripping onto the floor. Hellen gripped his hips firmly, gradually speeding up. “Look how beautiful you are like this,” she whispered. “On all fours, cuffed, taking my cock. My perfect little slut.”

Lucian took a deep breath and his nostrils caught the sharp scent of the alcohol and drugs they had been using. "Oh crap! You wanna join us. It is always fun. The more men bangs a woman screaming in pain, the more fun we all have. Today is your lucky day, you whore. Twelve men will bang you from all the sides. We will fill all your holes. We will fuck you until you pass out or you bleed to death." One of those men spoke to the woman, slapping her bare skin a few times. They were laughing at her as if she was an animal or something. No, she was a sex doll for them. A living sex doll. Phobus was standing under the shadows. None of them figured that Phobus was actually a monster.

His cockhead speared into me, rubbing the upper walls of my pussy over and over! Shit. The scent of sex filled the air. Our noises, groans, and moans tangled and joined in a filthy, dirty harmony. Hailey changed position, now she was still straddling my face but facing Damon. She spat on my clit and Damon ravaged my pussy like I was nothing but a whore. She rubbed my clit fast and hard as my husband’s thrust grew wilder. The sensation was insane. I could hardly keep up with my task of eating her pussy. I was trembling, moaning, and screaming into her pussy from intense pleasure.

The dominator, who had been numbed by recent feelings for Hazel, emerges from the depths and grabs her by the hair with ferocity. " Suck harder, baby, I want to come." She's very good at what she does. I'm at my limit. The sensation of her tongue piercing, a little cold and hot at the same time, spreads through the whole area. I can't control myself any longer and I can't wait any longer. Pleasure explodes deep in my throat. I come, trying not to let out my usual guttural moans. I spill my semen down her throat, which comes out slimy and thick from the lack of sex. Lolla swallows it all down and when I finish, she pulls away, staring at me.

Hollis bobbed her head with dazed lust to show she’d heard Whitney before lifting the aroused woman up by her thighs, forcing their chests to press together as her girlfriend’s arms wrapped themselves securely around her tattooed neck. "Fuck baby, I hope these walls are soundproof.” “Not me; The world needs to hear two lesbians having passionate sex, don’t you think?!” Whitney joked breathlessly before smashing her mouth against Hollis’ once more. The taller girl carried them both to bed without responding right away, remaining on top as she watched Whitney writhe underneath her. The brunette could feel Hollis’ intense grey eyes burning a trail from head to toe as she took in the sight of he

It was a sexually charged serpentine dance of lovers. “Gosh, I love this,” said Hycinth who was watching us and masturbating too. I grabbed my boobs and fondled myself as I continued to ride Lola. She was matching my speed and hanging onto me like a leech. “Oh, yes. Keep it going,” said Hycinth. He was working his cock furiously, looking forward to his orgasm. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop!” Lola begged me. Her hands were on my hips and she was controlling the speed of our fucking now.