Hustle Sex Novels & Stories

Harder and faster, we respond to the mandates of our bodies, until we're slamming together, demanding the gratification of release that is being held hostage by the sheer pleasure of our illicit sex. "Oh God!" Susan yells, tightening her legs around me. "Fuck me, Nick! Fuck me, like no one else can!" Susan screams, digging her nails into my ass cheeks, as she bucks frantically against my cock. I pound into her, smacking her ass down against the hardwood floor, as the comforter bunches up behind us. We're in motion, our oily bodies sliding six to eight inches across the floor with each thrust. I'm hammering her, pushing her along, holding her shoulders, as she grips my ass cheeks, both of us

Harder and faster, we respond to the mandates of our bodies, until we're slamming together, demanding the gratification of release that is being held hostage by the sheer pleasure of our illicit sex. "Oh God!" Susan yells, tightening her legs around me. "Fuck me, Nick! Fuck me, like no one else can!" Susan screams, digging her nails into my ass cheeks, as she bucks frantically against my cock. I pound into her, smacking her ass down against the hardwood floor, as the comforter bunches up behind us. We're in motion, our oily bodies sliding six to eight inches across the floor with each thrust. I'm hammering her, pushing her along, holding her shoulders, as she grips my ass cheeks, both of us

Huricane said. - So we had the vision, we smelled it, it was so strong, we had to move away to stop the smell. - Too young to fuck, so they had to wait a long time to have me. – Kurama said. - Well, we are not saints, we had fleeting relationships. – Anam said. - Occasional sex with prostitutes also helps. Huricane said. They went to be quiet talking about the holidays. - We can go up, I don't want to stay so long in the pool. – Kurama said.

Sean demanded lustily. His hands tightened on the sides of my hips, his fingers digging slightly into my skin. Turned on by his dirty talk, I began moving on top of him. Just like he wanted, I began riding his cock in wild abandon as I bounced my hips up and down his love stick. His cock slid in and out of my hole as I grinded my pussy up and down this massive length. My body weight made sure that I could take him in deeply each time I sat down onto his upstanding cock.

Julie places both hands on his chest as she lifts herself up and down on top of him at an inhuman speed. “Fuck woman, you are world class,” Huck holds onto her hips as she works him up fast. “I can’t keep up.” “Don’t, just enjoy it,” Julie tells him as she bounces. Huck reaches between them and finds her clit. He works it between two fingers, making Julie lose what control she had. Julie moves up and down, throwing her head back and squeezing around him as tight as she can. Huck moans loudly as he cums. Julie almost screams as she climaxes again.

I need a rider that knows how to hold on, knowing that I won’t blow away with a huge gust of wind - a bitch will just lean a little. Sturdy. A lot of people sleep on a thick brotha or sistah because they feel we can’t perform due to size. Thing is, we know how to maneuver and make shit work and the sex is amazing if not immaculate. More cushion for the pushing. I also know that I have a voice for phone sex. I always wanted to work at one of those types of places. I imagined a large office type set up with females in their own cubicles conversing on the phone, getting guys off while they are either joining in the festivities or painting their nails.

“But Hux, you have to realize that you can’t keep harassing me. I’ve given you my answer. And I haven’t changed my mind.” “I am sorry. I just find it unbelievable that you’re saying no to some really, really good sex.” She huffs. “I don’t know how you can be so sure of yourself. Where do you get all that confidence?” “I’m not talking about me. I’m talking about us. Sex is just a series of physical instructions—put tab a) into slot b). Or c). Or possibly d) if you’re really lucky. And then move up and down a bit.”

She raised her voice, sounding very angry and her thunderous voice echoed through the room. “Relax Stephanie, we had sex after you guys broke up and you moved on with your girlfriend.” “Oh wow.” “His dick wad good but he was still very naive and he was a slow sex partner.” She furrowed her eyebrows and got up to go to the kitchen. “Slow sex partner? What do you mean by that?” “I mean I like the rough, no pity sex that comes with the multiple orgasms and the ass slapping.” I said excitedly, my mind flash backing to all the p**n videos I have been watching.

His nude figure reappearing. His shapely and proportionate body structure that was better off without clothes. His wet hair that fell upon his forehead, his flat tummy with strong abs, his limp cock that fell between his legs. I giggled and let the fork fell off my hand. I suddenly began to imagine his groin again. It was undeniably big. My ex-husband didn't have such an adorable masculinity. Drake's dick was just 5 inches. However, looking at Alex's, its an eight.

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