Mouth Reference Novels & Stories

Thе mоаnѕ еѕсаре mу mоuth аѕ his tongue connects with mу сlіt. “Oh mу Gоd.” Mу cries аrе plaintive wails, аnd I open mу lеgѕ fullу, pushing іntо hіѕ fасе, rеvеlіng іn thе wаrmth оf hіѕ mоuth.

His massive size just completely filled my entire mouth, blocking my throat so much that I was barely able to breathe properly, but I kept my grip tight and kept sucking and sucking until my jaw began to ache terribly. Needing a brief change of pace, I slowly slid my mouth lower down his lap. I then started sucking his balls gently, letting my warm tongue swirl across his sensitive skin while I held the main shaft securely in my hands to keep it hard. I paused for a quick second as I left the balls resting inside my warm mouth, using that moment to breathe through my nose while my hands kept going up and down with a fast, heavy movement on his dick. As I worked on him with my mouth and hands

Of anticipation. Michael's nose gave his face still a touch of manliness even as he rested like a baby. Michael's arched lips were softly parted, and he was breathing slowly through his mouth. They weren't pressed into a thin, disapproving line. They weren't smirking. There wasn't a corner higher than the other. No, they weren't doing anything, yet they lured me in so, so much. Full. Red from our kissing, still.

Voice gravel. I leaned forward. Took the head in my mouth. It was salty and thick. I sucked slowly, tongue swirled around the tip. He growled louder. "Deeper," he ordered. I took more. Inch by inch. Until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged a little but kept going. Relaxed my throat. Took him deeper, nose against his stomach. "Good," he grunted. "Such a good mouth." I bobbed my head. Slow at first. Then faster and sucked hard. Tongue pressed under the shaft. Teased the knot with my lips and licked around it. He bucked his hips and fucked my mouth shallow.

“Please.” Dr. Vex motioned for Jevon to proceed and the man pulled out his erection for her. Marie’s body filled with excitement. She wanted him inside of her mouth so badly that she almost pulled him to her. He came to her slowly, put his impressive size in front of her face, and waited. Marie followed her body’s desires and took his penis into her mouth. He tasted like the ocean.

Linn looked taken back as he looked over to Brandon who softly growled. He quickly moved his hand from hers rather quickly. Morana tilted her head to the side looking at her hand, wondering why she didn't feel the sensation that she’d felt with Brandon. Was that a mate thing? she closed her eyes and groaned softly at the pain that was starting to soar in her body, "The medicine is almost completely out of your system. I would like to see if you can eat on your own and swallow fluids. But, first can you open your mouth very wide for you?" He asked.

“Gentle. No teeth, no playing with the bar. Just steady pull. Works better than ice sometimes.” My face burned hotter than the pain. But the idea… the warmth of a mouth instead of cold air… it sounded good. Really good. I looked between them. They waited. No pressure. Just patient. “Okay,” I said quietly. “Yeah. Try it.” Marcus leaned in first. “Tell me to stop anytime.” He closed his mouth over my pierced left nipple. Warm. Soft. Lips sealed around the areola, gentle suction. No tongue on the bar. Just steady, warm pull.

Mara sucked on Clark’s cóck, and when it slipped from her mouth, she gripped it in her hand, stroking him. She turned to Mac’s cóck, taking the head into her mouth and running her tongue along the underside. "Motherfúck, Bítch. You are some cócksúcker, and you’ve barely touched the first inch," Mac said. Slowly, Mara worked more of Mac’s cóck into her mouth. It was not the massive black cóck of myths, but it was solid in length and girth, rock hard with prominent veins. Soon she had his full length in her mouth.

comes the voice from behind me. "No, Sir." Michael draws closer. I look up into his startling blue-eyed gaze. His cockhead, seeping briny dew, brushes my lips. "Open up. Charlotte." Obediently, I part my lips. A tug on my hair steers my face to a more convenient position. Against all expectation, against all reason, after my volcanic climax of only a few minutes ago, climax rises inside me again; coiling and curling, full of promise. Michael pushes his cock at my mouth, then pulls back a little. "Where d'you want it, Babe? Over your tongue? Or over your face? Or both? Your call."

My mouth opens but sadly missed and I swear I feel tears brim my eyes as I whimper. Please come back! I mentally called to it, or at least I hope it was in my head. How embarrassing if Micheal actually heard me beg his dick back to my mouth..... Oh fuck it! Come back! I mentally shouted again. Oh thank goddess! I thought as I felt that beautiful soft mushroom head rub against the side of my face. I'm not letting that thing get away from me this time I think as i greedily reach out with my mouth wide open and I desperately try to catch his dick with my mouth.