Ostrich Pussy Novels & Stories

Seeing her reflection, she chuckled sadly. "I look horrible." "Bella..." She slowly turned to him. "Come to me." She shook her head, no. "Leave me alone." "I can't do that." "Because you pity me?" "Fuck, where did you get that idea from?" She pointed at the flask on the bed and suddenly blurted, "I want an ostrich." He frowned, confused. "A pet ostrich." He watched her lower herself to the floor and curl up in a ball. That wave of discomfort came again, as her face scrunched up and her eyes closed. He stood and made to go to her but she whispered,

"Troy...Troy, how do you know how to do this so perfect?" She regretted her question immediately because he stopped. "I googled 'how do you eat pussy to make a woman have multiple orgasms'." "Good looks, brains, big cock, and does his homework! He's the perfect fucking man!" "Finally you said something useful," Lisa giggled. Troy resumed with licks from her clit to his finger slowly thrusting in and out of her, then put another finger inside her. "I'm gonna orgasm...cum," Bunny growled.

“Cum on me fuck, make a mess, Soph.” She broke apart above me, screaming my name as her pussy clenched and gushed, drenching my cock. The wet, sloppy sound of her release made me snap. “Argh, fuck—I can’t—” I roared, spilling hard into the condom, my hips jerking up uncontrollably while she kept riding me through it, milking every drop, until I was shaking under her. When she finally slowed, she collapsed against me,her pussy still clenching faintly around my cock. I held her tight, my lips brushing her hair.

Imagine having the strength to make them all look at the floor. The image was absurd. It was laughable. The idea of Rebel, an Omega slave with cracked skin and a hollow belly, frightening the pampered and protected Luna Ashley was the height of delusion. A sharp, hysterical laugh nearly escaped her throat. She crushed it down, burying it deep, but it continued to echo in her mind anyway, fractured and bitter.

And yet he ran through the trap that easy. “Wrong. It was Sanya Brown. Dude, How can you forget that?! You had a four-year relationship!” Well, His answer is wrong but I also lied because Xihizo— is gay. His first love was actually George Mckenny. “That means chug!!” “Alright, alright take it easy okay? My question then— What makes you aroused?” “When someone doesn’t ask too many questions and will just go with it.” “Is that so? Then should I?”

It felt as if my pussy was a little bit tighter today, because I felt it stretch to accommodate his huge cock as it filled my hole. My body lurched forward until my thighs hit the edge of the table and my body stopped moving forward. His cock continued to ram into my wet pussy as he shoved it all the way in. I tried to lift my body up, but he placed his palms on my shoulder blades and forced me back on the table. His fat cock continued stroking into my wet pussy, then he slid one hand down across the small of my back to my hip. Holding me down on the table, he continued to crucify my pussy with his huge cock and I'm loving every moment of it.

She scooped it out, slow and deep, and brought it to her mouth. *Buzz.* *Mr. Black*: *“Send me a pic, slut.”* She reached into her bag, pulled out her phone, and snapped a pic: one leg up, panties to the side, pussy open and gleaming. Sticky, pink, dripping. Then another—her fingers deep, spreading herself wide. She hit send. Her phone buzzed almost instantly. *Mr. Black*: *“Goddamn. That’s my pussy. Still leaking for me.”*

The only other live pussy that Tina had ever seen was Charlotte's, and it was a clamshell--even more closed-up and protective of the soft folds within than her own peach. Brenda's pussy was wide open--the dark, fleshy waves of her flower-petal labia in full view and shining with pussy-juice.

I need to find my own release while helping Orchid with hers. Maybe we can help each other. I push her shorts further down her legs until they fall to the floor. Now she is completely naked, except for her black combat boots and the ID necklace dangling between her luscious breasts. There is something about this look that is incredibly eccentric and hot. I maneuver my hips to slide the hot stone shaft of my cock between the soft opening of her thighs, which are soaked with her intense arousal. I rock my pelvis slowly, sliding the top of my shaft against her slippery pussy.

His fingers began exploring her crotch. "Buddy," Mac said, "you have to see this. This pússy is bald. She had a nice patch, but now it is completely bald. You know me, I have eaten and fúcked a lot of hairy pússy, but my favorite is bald pússy. What we have here is a perfect bald pússy." She resisted moaning as Mac fingered her pússy and clít, but a soft sound escaped as she felt herself growing wetter. When he pushed two fingers inside her, her whole body jerked.