Jodi Lyn O'keefe Sexy Novels & Stories

she shrieked out. “Busy doing what?” Jackie asked with annoyance. “I’m busy fucking my future husband if you must know,” Jodi blurted out without shame. “Ew. Are you serious? You’re having sex while you’re talking to me on the phone?” Jackie asked with astonishment. “You couldn’t stop for one second?” “If you were here, you wouldn’t dare . . . ask me . . . to do that,” Jodi stated in a matter of fact tone between Matt’s pleasure pumps.

Then a big smile broke over Jodi's face, and she nodded, "Let me get under you, and I...um...can watch you fuck...we can 69!" Knowing that was as one of Pete's favorites, I grinned at Jodi, "That position seems familiar...maybe we should send a photo to someone?" She nodded, "Definitely." We got repositioned, and the ladies seemed anxious for more pussy...yeah, that's pretty fuckin' hot! I teased Tara some, probing the lips, before pushing back inside. Her pussy sensually caressed the shaft and celebrated the long, greedy thrusts, but I grabbed her ass and started fucking harder.

"Yes, I have. It's a beautiful place." "We should go there and have sex by the river!" Phil shook his head. "Is sex all you think about?" "What else a twenty three year old young woman would think about? Besides, I want to see what else you got," Jody grinned. Phil rolled his eyes. "You aren't ready to see everything I got." "You are wrong, mister. I am more than ready," Jody declared. Phil leaned over to her. "Is that so? Are you sure?"

Chris found himself staring into Lyn's big green eyes again. He was mesmerized by how beautiful she was. He was still holding her, one hand one her hip and the other around her tiny waist. "Damn she has a body, " he thought. He almost didn't want to let her go, but realizing that people were watching he removed them reluctantly ."Well hello again, Lyn," he joked, "we result should find a better way to meet." He instantly saw Lyn blush and smiled. "I'm sorry, I want paying attention," she explained. He was though. He stepped back to get a good look at her this time. Damn was she sexy. She was wearing tight black slacks that accentuated her full bottom, she had on a corset, maybe, he wasn't su

Against my better judgment, I pushed it open. Inside was a dim security office, screens stacked along the walls, wires trailing like veins. Most showed static or empty corridors. One screen flickered, the angle off-center, and I stepped closer. My stomach lurched when the shapes resolved into two bodies. Jenny’s hair was unmistakable, spilling down her back as she straddled Adam on a crate. Her skirt was bunched around her hips, his shirt half-open, his hands clamped greedily on her thighs. The grainy feed made it worse somehow, as though the camera lens shouldn’t have been privy to something so raw. But there was no mistaking what they were doing. Jenny threw her head back, arching for the

We got back to his place and going over to his couch, sat down and kicked my sandals off, again trying to show him I planned on getting very comfortable there. I was wearing a playful short red sundress that accentuated my legs, and did a good job of propping up my tits. As he got us a glass of wine and walked over, I reached up and made a show of letting my long red hair down, giving it a playful shake. My hair cascading down the exposed skin of my back made me feel sexy, but not so much as the look of desire on Jeff's face as he sat down next to me. Handing me the wine, he whispered, "Damn you're beautiful Joanne." "Yeah?" Giving my hair another toss, I made show of stretching out my legs.

She smiled, seemingly carefree. “It’s Alex’s doing. He gets excited,” Aoife explained, playfully shaking her messy hair, which cascaded like a waterfall down her lower waist. “Come play, Mommy!” Alex excitedly called out to her. “I’m coming, baby.” She elegantly shifted her hair to one side and gracefully opened her crochet cover-up, revealing the alluring sight that lay beneath, a half-orange colored bikini accentuating her beautifully sculpted curves. As I laid eyes upon her, my jaw dropped in awe. Her body exuded a flawless grace, every curve perfectly molded. She looked nothing short of a goddess, and it was clear she noticed the effect she had on me. With a playful gesture, she walked t

God, she was insatiable back in her prime! He then spotted the tape from 1988. It was simply called 15th Anniversary. It was a special video Dottie made where she dressed, undressed and talked dirty while changing into a variety of sexy outfits... each outfit featured nylons, since that had always been, and still was his biggest fetish. Close-ups of her toes in nylons, in a variety of toenail colours, and a variety of nylon colours became one of his biggest jerk-off vids. She was just so damn beautiful, so full of life. God, did he miss her!

He spread her legs apart, staring at her juice-slicked puckered hole. “Kieran, I'm tired…” Odessa whimpered, her body reacting to the erotic position she was in. “No, baby, we are just getting started.”

Eagerly licking her cum, I undid my pants, jacked off my leaking cock then stood up to press it against her puckered, breathing slit. “Fuck,” I said, sensually gratified at how blissfully tight Jocelyn's pussy wrapped around my cock. Erotic passion coursed through me like ocean water as I regarded Jocelyn's beautifully arched back and waist-length auburn hair. Jocelyn looked like a sex goddess in the perfect lighting of our dimly-lit room with my cock inside her as she moaned, ready to be fucked. “I-I changed my mind,” She said. “I don't want you to fuck me slowly anymore. Please fuck me hard.”