Mouth Reference Novels & Stories

Turning on the faucet, I bent over the bathroom sink and splashed cold water on my face. I rinsed my mouth and brushed my teeth, perhaps for the thousandth time that morning. Oral hygiene wasn't my main concern at this point but rather the weird taste that lingered in my mouth right after vomiting. If i didn't quickly get rid of it, I would be kneeling by the toilet bowl in no time.

I was staring into her little brown asshole, it was just a few inches from my lip. "Open your mouth," I heard McKenzie say and I did what I was told. I heard it before I felt it or tasted it, like a hissing noise. Then I saw the pearly, white liquid of spit and cum push out of Prisha's asshole. I closed my eyes. The thick, salty liquid poured into my mouth, with more flavors than before. The added spit meant there was way more than before, it filled my mouth almost to the point of overflowing. Finally, the last few drops fell from Prisha's asshole into my waiting mouth.

Marcus wanted access to her sweet mouth, which was declined as she was still too dazed by the happenings .He frowned but immediately and evil idea click his mind and he pierced his sharp teeth on her lips making them pour the red out and she open her mouth in a pain. He immediately took the chance to explore her mouth, as his tongue made its way through all the corner of her mouth trying to taste all the sweetness residing in her mouth .His long slender fingers moved up and down on her back , doing their work efficiently.

My voice is weak and harsh. He gives me a sideways look, stands to his feet, and gives me space. “You're welcome.” He grins. “It is nice to know you can get jealous,” I say as I wipe my mouth with a tissue and drink some water he has in the car. I grab a breath mint from my purse and pop it into my mouth. I hate the taste of vomit and the smell of it.

I reply through my mouthful of froth. The door pushes open; Michael. "You okay?" "Mmm...mmmphhh." I nod, spitting and rinsing again. "Now there´s a good idea," he smiles. "Is there another one in there?" I rinse my brush and pass it to him. "Nope, but I think we´re a bit beyond the niceties of oral hygiene wouldn´t you say? Another coffee?" "Please, yes."

Jennifer moistened her lips again and opened her mouth, slipping his dick inside once more. She began to suck him with more passion, opening her mouth a bit wider to allow more of his length inside. She began to gag and moan in protest when Mike suddenly jerked forward, hitting the back of her throat.

He didn’t stop until the head nudged the back of my throat. “Fuck… such a hot mouth you’ve got there, Miles… oh fuck… like that… use your tongue.”

The Mouth existed as a pure expression of hunger, and hunger did not respect geography. It was a perfect circle of absolute nothing, ringed with teeth made from the fossilized screams of seventeen dead universes. Each tooth was a civilization's final moment, compressed into enamel. The sound it produced was not a roar but a silence so aggressive it felt like being punched in the soul.

The mouth I knew. The mouth was the part I had seen, on the night, when the silver had lifted. The mouth was, in his face, the part my body recognized first — before the eyes, before the rest of the geometry assembled, the mouth had already told me where I was. The eyes were grey.

, My aсоrn, whiсh burst, disappeared in her wet mоuth. It was heavenly! Andreas' wet lips сlоsed mоre and mоre tightly arоund my сосk as she slоwly pushed it deeper intо her thrоat. I соuldn't help but grоan as she started mоving her head up and dоwn at a steady paсe, pushing a fair bit mоre оf my сосk dоwn her thrоat eaсh time until she finally gоt her nоse оn my stоmaсh. Panting, she released my сосk again and laughed: "Соme оn, Alex! Fuсk my little hооker mоuth!"