Hustle Sex Novels & Stories

“Breathe, slut. You’re taking both tonight.” She pushes in slow—burning stretch turning to white-hot pleasure as she fills my ass. Double penetration: Jax pounding my cunt, Lena claiming my ass, rocking in sync until I’m sobbing around the cock in my mouth. The pierced guy pulls out, strokes fast, and comes across my face—hot ropes landing on my cheeks, lips, tongue. I lick what I can, moaning like a whore. They don’t stop.

I stroked my clit harder then inserted two fingers into my pussy, I pushed it in deeper and started pumping faster, tweaking and pinching my nipples at the same time. Dian’s hot body image appeared in my head as I kept finger-fucking myself harder and faster. “Oh Dian,” I moaned out his name as my toes curled, and then I felt the squirt splash all over my sheets. I lay there exhausted as I rubbed my hands over my face. I needed more, I desperately need a dick inside of me. I decided to call my mutual sex partner, Trent, to come over. I wore my clothes and then dialed his number, but it was switched off,

“You’re not exactly subtle.” “I’m not trying to be.” That was the problem. Sienna looked away, her gaze drifting to the window, to the city lights scattered like broken stars. She had come here telling herself it was curiosity, that she just wanted answers. But standing here now, with Lucian’s presence wrapping around her like gravity, she knew that wasn’t the whole truth. She wanted him. The realization felt dangerous in itself. “You know,” she said slowly, “most men who talk like you do are just trying to sound intimidating.”

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

Title pulsing: “JOURNALIST’S CUNT: CONFESSION & CONQUEST – LIVE” Luca stood over me, shirt gone, cross swinging between carved abs. Mara knelt at his feet, silver collar shining, and mouth wrapped around his cock—thick, veined, angry—sucking slow and sloppy, spit dripping down her chin onto the floor. She pulled off with a wet pop. “Time to wake the slut,” she purred, crawling up my body, fingers digging into my thighs, and spreading me wider. Luca grabbed the handheld 8K.

This karmic dance resulted in us not having sex for over a month, which left me horny and in an immediate need to satisfy my strong sexual urges. As I thought about how long it had been since I had had sex, I could feel my thick vanilla cock crawling down my leg. To be more comfortable, I unbuttoned my pants, grabbed my phone, pulled up my favorite freak T*****r account, and watched as two black guys fucked a blond girl. I loved watching videos like these. It was one of my fantasies, but I didn’t think Natasha would be into it. As I continued to watch, I realized that this video was different than the kind I usually watched. After the guys had finished fucking the girl, she left, and then th

“What do you want from me?” “What do you want from him?” the imitation asks, tilting its head as though it can read the answer in my trembling lips. “Love? Control? Or is it lust, Aria? That desperate, dangerous need that makes you reckless enough to be here?” Heat surges through me, shame, fury, a hunger I can’t even name. My chest rises and falls in sharp bursts, and I can’t stop the memory of Julian’s hands on my hips, the way he made me feel alive and unbreakable, from flooding me now when I need to stay strong.

I can see the disappointed expression on his face "I know, you must not understand what partner sex is, right?!" "I know, Sex friends." He answered my question correctly, his voice sounded sad "That's right, you're smart huh." He hugged me and rested his head on my shoulder "So warm." he said making my heart very touched, my hands tightened the hug around his waist. We hugged warmly in the toilet waiting for the pain in my hole to go away, then I fell fast asleep in his warm embrace which made me very calm.

" have you gone mad? Huh? I don't know, in which world you live? and which world you are talking about? For your kind information There is no such thing as love, in our world only one thing is exist and that is lust, But some fools like you call this by the name of love! And we call sex! If love or whatever you say it is exist in our world, and the people who talk about love, then Why they o does not do love in their whole life, why their love requires sex in the last. The thing started with love as you say also needs a bed at the end. Then if people like us only want a bed, not love, so what is wrong in it. I don't think so it wrong because we are reduced the stupid effort which peop

Sam gasped after I told her everything that had happened from meeting his family to his offer on being a sex partner. "He wants lust." I said, blending some fruits together, "I believe in love. I'm not a lustful person, this was just work and I got fifty fucking grand from it. If I'm not smart enough to shape my life and my sister's from it, then maybe something is wrong with me that I have no idea of." "Alright, anything you say." She shrugged, "look, you can tell him about me. You didn't even ask how much he'd pay." She persisted and I knew she would not stop daydreaming about it in a long time.