Horny Sexy Stories Novels & Stories

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“Stick that tongue out and fuck me with it.” He obeyed like a man possessed, moaning into her pussy as she rode his face with no mercy. The room was soaked in heat, sweat, moans, and ilthy words. The scent of sex hung thick in the air and every inch of it was drenched in need. Dana bounced harder, her ass slapping against his thighs. “Fuck, he’s hitting it. Right fucking there. That spot!” Brittany’s fingers dug into his scalp, her thighs shaking. “Keep licking me, baby. Right there. Eat this pussy like it’s your last fucking meal.”

Angel's hips moved back and forth pushing and pulling his monster dick in and out of my horny, slimy tight pussy. He pumped my pussy hoe so passionately yet slowly, it wasn't like him to go slowly but I was loving this new approach. "Tell me a story about you Thea." He whispered to me as he pumped so deeply into me. Fuck! How was I going to talk with this overwhelming sweetness he was feeding me? "What....what story?" I managed to voice out at the same time holding his gaze and trying to enjoy the feeling of his cock stroking me. "Ahhh....fuck! Angel!" I called each words one at a time glaring daggers at him. He took me unawares fucking his dick into me like he was going to dislocate my hip

His yellow eyes shone like bright lights as his panting grew heavier. I felt him grow impossibly bigger, further tearing my insides. He locked his right hand on my neck and pressed tight, almost cutting off my windpipe. But the funny thing was how aroused it made me. The werewolf's thrusts became hurried, slapping into my arse like it was an unbreakable hole. "Take my seed." His growl came before I felt his seed deep within me. --- We went at it all night. He took me in his bathroom, on the table, and even on the floor.

he groaned, intensifying his pace inside of my pussy. “Ouuuuw, you…. this…. ” I cried, my words incoherent, as his pace became monstrous, too fast, like something else had taken control. I tried to turn to look at him, but I couldn't move as his hands held my waist in place. The sound of his slick dick in my wet sex filled the room. Slippery, foamy, dirty. “Am..ber, you ….I want all of you,” he breathed, then I felt his dick grow bigger inside of me. I moaned hard, his palm massaging my breasts. Then, I felt a sharp sting on my neck.

My cock bobbed despite the cold air, my hips jabbing into the air unconsciously. He hugged my head tighter, his other hand pinching my nose together as he thrust hard and deep, my throat still dry heaving every once in a while before he pulled out, staggering in his steed. “Shit!” He gasped while my hand flew to my cock and rubbed profusely, eagerly… “I see you're horny, what do you want?” He asked in a low tone, holding his cock tight and shaking it. I stared at him, breathily heavily, my face coated in sweat and tears while my fingers stroked my hard length.

“Right there! Ahhh… Ronan, do not stop.” She came hard on my fingers, pussy clenching and juices coating my hand. “Ronan… yes… ahhh!” I kept stroking her through it until she trembled. Then I pulled her sweater off and kissed down her body, sucking on her nipples until they hardened under my tongue. “These are beautiful,” I murmured. “I could spend hours on them.”

We were the perfect love story, and we could have remained so…if only I hadn’t…. “Liv, what do you want?” Mark asked, snapping me out of my thoughts again. My eyes darted over the menu, “Ummh, could you order for me. I need to use the restroom real quick.” I barely heard his response as I literally sprinted towards the restroom. Have you ever been horny? I don’t mean that little urge you feel when you’re next to a man you like. I’m talking about full blown crazy need for sex. You can feel your blood dancing, your heart racing, your cunt wet and so full that something as simple as your thong grazing against your clit is electrifying.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio