Nude Couple Erection Novels & Stories

Her head was thrown back and her fingers clawed at the furniture. The man behind her drove into her relentlessly. Each impact sent visible ripples through her body. Bob’s view was partially blocked by Mandy’s bare hips. The blonde pressed herself against his face, urging him to lick her while she worked at reviving him with her mouth. The rotation was complete now. Every couple had been exchanged. On the platform, Mr. Kensington reappeared, completely nude. He joined the newlyweds without hesitation. The bald man’s powerful body flexed as the bride sucked him eagerly. Her cheeks hollowed around him while the groom strained behind her.

My breasts bounce, his erection presses against my backside and I have a hard time keeping my eyes on his handsome face. Heat floods my cheek; our current position reminds me of last night. I want to hear him moan my name again but the bold Elna is gone. The sex was more than great, it was awesome and my nipples rise at the scenes that replay in my head. My husband has a high libido, his erection had woken me up so many times in the middle of the night, I couldn't keep up with him. A small laugh slips from me, I was the one turning him down.

With that I grabbed my purse and headed out the door. Just as I pulled into the parking lot my phone buzzed. I started trembling as I picked it up. It was a picture of my husband naked, laying in bed, stroking his massive erection. He just had a question... "Did you really do it the way we fantasize about when I am sliding that big hard black dildo deep inside your pussy as you cum, then reach down and pull your diaphragm out and tell me to make that dildo cum inside you telling me how bad you wish it was a real cock." The shaking went away. I responded, "is that what you really want?"

He tried imagining Sarah's naked body, but he was still flat. The steamy night was not helping, and neither was the stupid magazine. He got his phone out and tried watching some porn, but that only agitated him. Outside, the doctor and Aron waited, an hour passed with no call. The doctor looked down. "Sometimes erections pop up and disappear in conditions like this," he said. Ezra got out, having heard him. "Aron, let's go!" he ordered. "Sir, we are yet to hear the results," Aron replied.

But Ederic simply offered his signature boxy smile. "Hyu... Hyung, let's have sex," Ederic's unexpected words left Aaron momentarily speechless. Soon, Ederic's lower body was nàked and Aaron was thrústing him. Even though it was the first car séx for both of them, they enjoyed it. It wasn't that comfortable though. Ederic was bouncing on Aaron now and then and he was getting hit deeply at his prostàte. “Ed....” “Ugh, Hyung~” Ederic cried out with a final thrúst as both of them cúm together. Ederic's energy drained out and he flopped on the elder's chest.

Once upon a time, I would have joined them. The second room came in close. A dark skinned couple was having at it, her breasts swaying with each stroke from behind. Glass separated the viewing room and the live action porn. From where I stood, more than five couples were having at it. In the furthest corner, I recognized russet tresses between thick legs. They were playing after all.

The isolation of the location—miles from civilization—heightened the thrill, my ass tingling with the promise of forbidden pleasures amid the natural beauty. The sound of laughter drew my gaze to a pair of men emerging from the water, their bodies glistening with seawater, a sight that quickened my pulse. The first, a broad-shouldered man with dark hair and a chiseled jaw, wore a confident grin, his swim briefs outlining a thick bulge. His partner, leaner with sun-kissed blond hair and piercing blue eyes, moved with a playful grace, his hand resting possessively on the other’s hip. They approached, their presence a magnetic pull, and I felt my dick harden in my trunks, the taboo excitement o

The guy wore nothing but a tight Speedo that did absolutely nothing to hide his fat bulge. The thick outline of his cock strained against the thin fabric like it was ready to rip free. The woman beside him was a plastered on his arm, her bikini bra so small that her heavy tits spilled out at the sides, nipples so hard they could poke an eye. The man groped her ass, spreading the firm globes leaving it to jiggle. Other couples were in various stages of undress too. Their hands roaming to all body parts, faint moans in the air. Gosh...this place looked like a fuck haven.

Zane loves me more now. The recording abruptly cut off, and the room plunged into a dead silence. Zane's body swayed, and his eyes were vacant, as if his body had been drained of every ounce of strength. "Now, is there anything you'd like to explain?" My voice was flat and devoid of emotion. Zane suddenly grabbed his head, and his body shook violently, while I looked at him and felt nothing. 15 years of our love was now reduced to a cold, empty shell. I took the velvet ring box from my pocket, which stored the wedding ring he had given me the night before. After tossing it at him, I said in a calm voice devoid of emotions, "Get lost. Let's at least try to keep some of our dignity."

She moans again, her back arches, her hips seek a rhythm, and I give it to her. I take her like a condemned man takes his last breath. Our bodies collide, respond, drown. Her voice breaks in a sharp sob as she orgasms, her nails digging into my back. I follow shortly after, breathless, lips on her throat. I stay inside her, for a long time. As if coming out would make her disappear.