Ostrich Pussy Novels & Stories

I freeze ony spot, eyes widening in surprise. "Let me go!, don't do anything funny or I'd scream" I try to sound bold but my voice come out shaky. He chuckle and dip his hands into his pants pocket bringing out a pistol. I gasp as he place it against my cold thighs. "Let's make this quick sexy!, and don't you dare squeak cos it ain't gonna be good for you." He grins and grab my butt with his left hand. I try pushing him off but it wasn't helping. Tears burned the back of my eyes as his tough palm grazes my skin.

"I'm going to get you ready for your master's cock!" Gripping her ass, I grabbed the rope that was running across her ass, freeing her pussy of course. I nestled myself into her thick bush and the spicy scent of her pussy wafted to my nose. What a wonderful smell it was. I nestled myself into her curls. They tickled my face. Her milky breasts jiggled beneath me as I found her folds. I loved Pussy's pussy. I was so pleased I named it pussy. She gasped as my tongue caressed her tight slit, collecting her flavorful juices.

I mutter a sorry then sat on his brief, on his dick. Then pretended to brush the water off my boobs. Then I begin to spread the wetness over my boobs. Carlos’s gaze is fixed, on my hands, and my boobs, then I hold both nipples one with two fingers, and the same with the other. And squeezed. Nothing would have made me hold back the moan that escaped my mouth.Then I closed my eyes, pretended my hands were his, and began to mound my boobs. I brought them together, then moved them apart. Then I felt him get harder beneath my ass.

When I realised the edges of the desk were too far from me, I held on to his shoulders while my back moved up and down as he rammed into me. "Fuck." I cried literally. I was at the peak when I began to squirt all over the place. I'd forgotten to let him know I was a squirter but I don't think he cared. If anything, it seemed to make him more aroused as his groans began to sound like small cries for help.

“My cock feels so good inside of you.” When Izzy had seen big cocks having sex with tiny pussies, she was scared to watch at how stretched their pussies would look, but now that she was in such a situation, all she could think was she wanted more. She can feel him stretching her pussy walls but with no fear. She was even more aroused and wanting for more. So she begged. “Bugbear, please make me cum like crazy…” she whined, pleading for an orgasm. And Owen rocked his pelvis. He held Izzy in place as she seemed to get pushed away from him by his every thrust. Owen kept her in place with his hands holding her hips and rocked even faster, eager and vigorously.

I look down. There is food strewn all over the ground. Fruits, bread, meat, all of it thrown around as if the two had gorged on it very quickly before rolling in it, apparently. I follow the disgusting trail to the foot of the couch and stand there watching the spectacle. She moans, then brings up her arms to fondle her boobs. There is a strip of leather around her neck. “Come for me, you bitch.” The man yanks on the reins that stretch from the collar. “You are as dry as my mother’s pussy, you whore.”

Krista silently directed Callista where to move. In a few moments, Callista realized that Krista wanted her to slide their bodies together so that their pussies were together, in a scissoring position. Callista felt naughty as one of her legs slide up between Krista's breasts and the other slide up her tutor's back. She took one of Krista's legs in her arms, pressing it against her tits, as she slid her clit against Krista's.

She cried out, her pussy contracting around him as her orgasm tore through her, her body shuddering uncontrollably as her release glazed his cock. Blaze growled low in his throat as he flipped her over in one swift motion, his cock still buried deep inside her. Astrid gasped in surprise, her eyes widening as her body adjusted to the new position. The sudden shift made his thick length stir inside her, rubbing against the sensitive walls of her pussy in a way that made her entire body tremble.

He sits on a step, watching, as the hands behind me pour oil into a palm, and then rub down over my clit and pussy lips. "Let me help with that," says the guy already between my legs. His dark skin shows a gorgeous smile and beautiful white teeth as he also takes a handful of the oil. "Lift her up a bit," he says to the guy behind me. I find myself being lifted, my hips up out of the water by several pairs of hands. OiI is poured over my crotch and curls, running down to my pussy. Hands take turns rubbing it in, fingers penetrate my pussy, oiling me up and sending pulsing waves of lust rippling through me.

Zia replied, casting a concerned glance at Etta. The girl had clearly overheard. She thrashed against her bindings, desperate to escape. "NO!" she shrieked, arms and legs straining as she fought to break free. With a whimper of defeat, she sagged, blubbering as fear took control. Her bladder released, uncontrollably cascading a shower of golden pee splattering from her pussy. The stallion took the girl's energetic squirm as a clear sign of enthusiasm and thrust his haunches. Tight sphincter muscles clenched and resisted, but nonetheless, another two inches of the horse's cock pressed into the steamy clutches of her asshole.