Nicki Minaj Pussy Pics Novels & Stories

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

Niki had come home with more complaints about her maths teacher than she had about the cafeteria food, which was alarming. Mr Rodney looked up at the stunning brunette before him. Damn. He had known Niki's mom was hot. He had seen her at the school's last parent-teacher conference four months ago. She had walked in thirty minutes late with her skimpy pencil skirt and a top that moulded her huge tits. Rodney had stared at her all through the conference, mentally stripping her clothes off until she was seated naked, and he could see those marvellous tits. The problem was he hadn't seen her after that, yet every single night since then, Rodney had jerked his cock off to that fantasy until today

Surely, two adults who are very well exposed cannot be this blind! The girl in the pictures was almost naked. Her round and full breasts and curvy ass shot out from the sexy bikini that she wore. Her leg, long and thick wrapped around the poll so expertly well that one would think it was a snake in one of the pictures. When I swiped to the next picture, she was going down low on a customer who happened to be an old unattractive local. The third picture almost had me throwing up; this girl who has been edited to look like me was practically sucking a man’s dick in the club, in public!

“Oh! God! Fuuckkk!” Manik took a cube and started moving it on her pussy. It was melting fast with the effect of her warm skin. Nandini was having a hard time to bear it but she was helpless. Manik continued the same process for some time, then he again placed a cube on her pussy and made her close her legs in order to hold it inside her. “Ahh… Manik…. Plss… Please…..”

Shine hunched over her desk, the glow of her monitor reflecting her flushed cheeks. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, not quite ready to close the tab. Her OnlyFans page stared back at her, with its subscriber count ticking up lazily, tipped messages piling up. One thumbnail caught her eye: her hands squeezing her heavy, milky breasts, nipples leaking just enough to glisten under the camera's unforgiving lens. That video had garnered over twelve thousand views in just a few hours of posting it.

He commanded. "Yes sir." I was tempted to stand at ease but I was wise enough to discard it. I stood in front of his desk, my head bowed a bit while my hands were joined together. I intentionally kept my gaze to the floor to avoid meeting the evident glare he wore at me. "Nikki Hood?" Chad ruffled through his desk and picked his phone up. Turning the screen at me, he shook his head pitifully. "Could you please explain to me what this means?" There on his screen stood all petite version of me, an unshaven bush grown on her private area and a smug grin on her face. My nude image! Not knowing what next to do, I fell in his desk direction, holding my head in place and 'passing out'.

I sip, then casually, though graciously, dismiss Simon. Once alone, Nikki takes her flute into my suite. With her other hand, she selects a non-descript black box from the gift bag that has no logo stamped on it to identify where it’s come from. The sex club. She passes it to me, takes a deeper drink, then sets aside the glass to start stripping down. I settle into a chair alongside the fireplace, but her purpose is to make a production of her tease-show. And I’m enrapt. When she’s down to her red-satin-and-black-lace bra, a matching thong and high heels only, it’s not just fiery adrenaline pumping through me. My blood turns to magma. My nerve endings snap like livewires.

“You hear that, baby girl? Hear how wet you are for us? Sloppy little pussy sucking us in like it can’t get enough.” I moaned louder, the words making me clench tighter around them both. “Yes,fuck! yes,don’t stop. Fuck me like you own me.” “We do own you,” Nick growled, thrusting up sharp and fast, his hand leaving my clit to yank down the neckline of my dress, exposing my breasts. He latched onto one nipple, sucking hard while pinching the other, the dual sensation making me arch and scream. Marcus reached around, fingers finding my clit again, rubbing rough circles that matched their punishing rhythm. “Come on, Mia. Come for us. Want to feel this pretty pussy squeeze us both,milk every dro

Pussy dripping wet. “Play another video,” I order her gruffly. “What?” she scoffs. “I want to see another one of your videos. I know you’ve got more. “I want to see more.” Nancy looks like she wants to argue but she reels it in and does as she’s told. She opens her phone and searches for a video. This one is a throat-fucking clip. The Sub is on her knees, wrists tied behind her back, whip marks on her breasts. Her neck is coated with all kinds of teeth marks.

This time it was a dick in my pussy. Don't judge me for not wearing any underwear beneath my short skirt. I hated wearing those and I simply can't force myself to wear them just because I wanted to rock a micro skirt that day. The person who held my waist and surreptitiously thrusted his big dick in and out of my pussy was indeed Nicky. "Ouu, Nicky, what are you doing?" I asked, his sweet dick effortlessly gliding inside me. "I'm fucking you, Isla," he responded, his grip on my waist tightened. "I'm sorry, it was hard to resist your fat ass especially as it bounced in front of me."