Long Legs Opening Scene Novels & Stories

But I was still hungry for more. Lena grabbed my ankles and pushed my legs all the way back until my knees were beside my head, completely folding me in half. My asshole and pussy were fully exposed and pointing straight up at her. “Hold your legs there,” she ordered. “Don’t you dare move.” I grabbed behind my knees, presenting myself like the nastiest whore imaginable. Lena poured more lube directly onto my holes, letting it drip down obscenely. Then she did something that made my brain short-circuit.

Her door was cracked open just enough. The sight hit me like a truck. Lila was on her back in the middle of her bed, completely naked, legs spread obscenely wide. Her pussy was red, swollen, and gaping — stretched wide open like it had been fucked for hours. Cum already leaked from her hole, dripping down to her ass. Stepdad Marcus stood between her thighs, slamming his thick cock into her with deep, powerful strokes. Uncle Victor was beside them, stroking his own massive dick, waiting his turn.

This was against everything I had been raised on, everything I had been taught growing up, and the sight of it consumed me entirely. One of the women, tanned with long legs, was straddling a man. I could see the side of his face, and the way his eyes strayed downward, to where the woman’s dress lifted. I sucked in a sharp breath as I saw a brief flash of the man’s penis as he thrust it between her legs, his hands gripping her hips. His eyes rolled, and I could see the whispered curse that left his lips as he seated himself inside of her. “When you clench your legs and pretend you’re not soaking wet, who comes to mind?”

Chapter 2: The Director Watched While Kane’s Fingers Destroyed My Hate-Filled Pussy I’m completely naked on the bed, legs slightly spread, heart pounding so hard I can hear it in my ears. The cameras are rolling. Lena is watching us like a hawk from behind the monitor, her eyes dark with something far more personal than professional interest. Kane moves over me slowly, his robe gone. His body is insane — hard muscle, defined abs, and that thick, heavy cock already half-hard between his legs. I hate how my eyes keep dropping to it.

he mutters as he widened her legs to kneel in the middle, as the robe opened and left scattered on the floor and his shorts ridden off, making his hard-standing cock spring free, Annas’ eyes had turned dark as she stared at his magnificent body, her legs willing opened up as he came close to her neck, scenting her thoroughly and nipping on her neck, leaving a big hickey, as she moan out loud holding on to his forearms to draw him closer, she wanted more of him, wanted to fill, till she could think of nothing, less

Until finally, Letta could feel it when Marco lifted both of her long legs, causing Letta to lean back. Marco released their lip lock, looking at Letta's melancholic face, "It's my turn,” Marco said, making Letta silent as Marco began to kiss each of her long legs, making Letta only able to close her eyes, especially when Marco began to bend down, holding both of Letta's long legs that were now spread wide in front of him.

One humid evening, Lena dragged herself home after a long shift, her hair sticking to her neck from the rain pour, she kicked off her shoes, peeled off her work blouse, and noticed her window was already open, a warm breeze carried his scent, clean soap, faint sweat, him, she smiled to herself, slow and wicked, he was waiting for her, luckily she was waiting for him too. She didn’t turn on the main light, Just flicked on the bedside lamp, soft gold spilling over the sheets, she stripped like she had all the time in the world, knowing he was watching, her tank top dragged over her head, her breasts bounced free, her shorts slid down her thighs, pooling at her feet, she left the panties on for

She held my hand while I stood there looking down thinking I might loose balance. She enticed me to walk to the middle of room. Her left hand holding my right hand as we moved. She said I should cross one leg in front of the other. I crossed each leg as we walked. she did the same. She stopped us in front of the full length mirror. I saw 2 sets of long slim legs in fishnet stockings and high heels. Our high heels made our legs look soo long. Our cocks hung between our legs. Our top halves bare. My torso exposed as well as her breasts. I had a semi. I tried to hide any facial expression that would suggest this. We turned and walked the length of the room. Practicing how to walk in heels. We t

"And because you don't have the balls to fuck someone who's not the one person you want." Lena held her breath. Her core clenched on nothing, a fresh wave of wetness trickling down to her puckered rosette. She let her knees fall open farther, giving him a perfect view, and his pupils fixed on her center. "Tell me... What does 'properly fucked' look like, Alexi?" At first he was quiet. Then his hands clamped around her thighs, fingers digging in as he yanked her legs wide open.

None of them made him feel like he was standing on the edge of an abyss, ready to fall. “Separate them,” he whispered, the words almost choking in his throat. “Your legs. Just a little wider.” Lena swallowed hard. Her eyes flicked to him, his pupils were dark, wide, eating her alive. She sat down on the low couch, her back straight, her breasts lifting with each breath. Her thighs pressed together for a moment, resisting. But then, slowly, deliberately, she parted them.