Kneeling Sex Mga Nobela at Kwento

“On your knees. We want you between us.” My pulse quickens anew. Though I’m exhausted in the best way, I eagerly slide off the bed and onto the floor on wobbly legs. Kenny joins us, standing next to Lestat. They both loom over me as I kneel between them. Two men with cocks hard and slick just for me. And the way they look at me now? Like they finally see me. Not Dan’s little sister. Not off-limits. Just a woman, their woman, kneeling before them.

Karen groaned but remained in position. Denzel knelt and pushed the vibe to her pussy. Karen held herself and bit her lip. Her body vibrated and she grabbed the body of the shower. Denzel continued rubbing her clit and pussy lips with the vibe. He thrust the vibrator into her pussy and it sent vibrations into her. Karen gasped helplessly. He pushed the vibrator in and out of her pussy.

Cassie I move towards the table, placing both hands in it while I wait for Knight. His footsteps begin to approach and I trembled from need. I grab the edge of the table for balance but even my hands quiver on it. "Bend over it." Knight orders and I do so. I look below me to see the space there and then I find Knight kneeling, he touches my thighs trailing his fingers to the skin of my pussy.

" Kneeling." Lolla kneels with her hands on her thighs, palms upwards, as they should be. I sit down on the sofa and slowly pull her up by her flame-colored hair. She's already fully awake and aroused. I can see it in her stiff nipples. Then I sit her down on the wooden table. "Lie down." I see her little submissive eyes light up. The pink nightgown, suggestive of a baby girl, comes up, revealing her slim, white thighs. She smiles mischievously.

Her pretty tits were bouncing as she made her way to me. "In the nadu position, you are on your knees, thighs spread open, your ass rests on your feet, your back is straight, your head is up, eyes down. Then you rest your hands palms up on your knees indicating you are ready to be taken." I was ready to take her again, she was so fucking pretty in her submissive pose.

Yet it seemed that their strokes matched perfectly—one coordinated unit of pleasure. Kane's other hand wrapped around my waist, holding me in place as his cock thrust slowly up into my open pussy. My legs were spread wide by Knox's hands, which made sense as they had to be to accommodate his wide shoulders as he knelt on the bed between them. His tongue flicked back and forth on my clit as he used his other hand to keep me open for his exploration.

"Then get on your knees and ask for Micah's forgiveness," Walter commanded. Ruby stared at him, stunned, but the sharp pain in her scalp gave her little choice. "Fine. I'll kneel." She sank to her knees, begging Micah over and over. "Micah, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I'll never do it again." Every word was raw with pain. I watched, cold and unmoved. It brought me no satisfaction. Even if she begged until her voice gave out, it wouldn't fix what she'd done to Micah.

Stone fractured beneath her with a sharp crack as she fought to hold the line. Still she resisted. Still she pushed. But it was slipping. Draevyn watched her, calm and unbothered. “Did you really think I needed a touch?” he said beneath the roar. “A kiss? Or that I needed to fuck you to take your power?” He pressed harder, forcing her down to both knees. “I don’t.” His smile deepened. “It’s just funner that way.” The gold flared—and then it changed. Kaelani felt it first.

I need to save all my cum for her mouth. “Get on your knees on the floor,” my voice is low but commanding. Kenna does as she is told without even thinking about it. She gets up off the bed and kneels on the floor. I stand up and position myself so that I have my legs spread hip distance apart and my cock lined up with her mouth. “Wait, let me get you a pillow for your knees.” I reach behind me and grab one then hand it to her to place under her knees. The least I can do is make my beautiful Kenna comfortable.

“Get. On. Your. Knees.” The command sliced through the air like a whip. Gregory and I didn’t dare hesitate. We crawled down from the couch, our limbs shaking, our bodies aching in that delicious, used way. We knelt in front of him, side by side, still panting, our skin slicked in sex and submission. Richard towered over us, wrapping one strong fist around his length, stroking himself with slow, deliberate cruelty. “You think this is over?” He asked, his voice low and sharp as glass. “After you both begged for my length like needy little whores?”