Novel & Cerita People Having Rough Sex

He grunted, beads of sweat glistened down his abs and his arms became more and more vainy as he used his full force to fuck me. I'd choose being fucked rough over gentle any day. I liked the feeling of seeing stars and not being able to feel my own pussy or not being able to walk properly for days, and that's how it is with Reid. There's something about rough sex that can be beautiful and passionate at the same time. "Yes,yes, yes don't stop" I breathed, my legs began to shake and my palms became sweaty from fisting the bed sheets. Reid grabbed my tits in his hand squeezing my nipple, he bent down taking one in his mouth and sucking on it.

A large, plush red velvet sofa sat against one wall, soft and inviting like it had been made for sin. Directly in front of it, on a low black platform under a single harsh spotlight, a couple was fucking like animals in heat. The woman was on all fours, back arched obscenely, heavy tits swinging as a muscular man slammed his thick cock into her ass with brutal, wet slaps.

Ethan and Noah stayed close too, their eyes locking every few seconds like they always did when the tension between them built up. All around them, the rest of the party had already descended into raw sex. Men paired off or formed clusters on the couches and against the walls, thrusting hard into each other. One guy bent another over a table and slammed his cock deep into his ass with wet, slapping sounds. A third man dropped to his knees and took two dicks in his mouth at once, spit running down his chin while the owners groaned and fucked his face. Moans mixed with the music, bodies slapping together in every corner.

And the grunts and guffaws came from the men who were having the time of their lives. I spotted a few lesbians who were licking each other's pussies and teasing their boobs. And there was the section for BDSM lovers, hardcore fucks. Gigantic men clobbering tiny girls, pinning them to the wall, and fucking their pussies with their huge dicks. I felt a retch deep down my throat as a slim blonde was bleeding from her mouth, but was still fucked in both holes by two muscular men. Her head was pinned to the ground and one of the men lay under her, thrusting into her pussy. The other one held her hips and was thrusting hard into her asshole.

There were cushions and low tables scattered everywhere. Men and women in translucent silks or nothing at all lounged, laughed, and touched themselves, while the air smelled of wine, sweat and fucking sex. Yeah, the people were actively fucking in front of us. There was a muscular man with dark skin and intricate tattoos who knelt on all fours while one of the women... a slim redhead... rode him from behind with slow, rolling thrusts of her hips, using a thick strap-on. There was a second woman, smaller and blonde, laying beneath the man, legs spread wide as he licked her up.

Her partner reaches up with one hand, grabbing her tit and squeezing, his thumb teasing the point as she keeps up her breakneck pace. Again, that curious warmth begins to build deep within my core, and I glance at another woman laying over a chase, her ass up, her chest down, her legs spread so wide I can see past the man shoving himself inside her. He’s holding a camera and the image of his cock sliding into her very wet center is displayed on a screen where several people watch. Some of the watchers touch themselves, some are being serviced by others, some have people sitting in their laps both sexually and nonsexually, but everyone seems intent on what they’re seeing and doing.

I gripped the stone railing, my knuckles turning white. My eyes darted across the crowd. Everywhere I looked, people were fucking. A few yards away from the table, two men were tangled together on a pile of thick furs in the snow, one driving himself deep into the other from behind while the bottom man threw his head back and let out a loud, guttural moan into the freezing air. Near one of the firepits, a woman was completely naked, straddling the lap of a seated warrior, riding his cock aggressively while another man stood behind her, his hands gripping her breasts as he kissed the side of her neck.

There were other men who were collared and naked with sweat dripping off their bodies as they pounded several young women with their cocks from the back. Adam almost gagged as the stench of sex and lust assailed his nose. There were ten people in the room. Five naked men fucking away while four girls were on all fours on a large obsidian marble that pulsed faintly with a purple light. The sexy backs of the women were arched so flexibly that it gave the men easier access to fuck their cunts. Grunting from the men were loud and strained and what Adam thought was pleasure on their faces was a terrified, lust filled expression. The men were in a physical pain that Adam knew all too well.

Amanda lay sprawled across the living-room rug, body slick with sweat and cum, chest heaving as the five men circled her like predators who’d already tasted blood. Diego’s massive cock was still half-hard, glistening with her juices and his own release; Tyler’s curved shaft twitched at the sight of her ruined holes leaking thick white ropes down her inner thighs. Kelvin, Jace, and Marcus stroked themselves lazily—cocks shiny, veins pulsing, ready for round three, four, whatever it took to break her completely.

Dave was sprawled on the wooden deck, chest heaving, his cock soft and lolling against his thigh. Next to him, Adele— two fingers buried in her pussy, working circles slow and needy, tits heaving with each twist. My man’s a total flop. I took a quick glance around the environment—everywhere, from every literal angle, was filled with people fucking, like this was some kind of bang fest. Massive cocks slamming into cunts. Loud moans and relentless pounding. I turned around, and my eyes caught on a couple. The girl was in a life-and-death situation, her head dangling upside down into the sea. But she kept letting him pound her. He gripped her hips, slamming into her aggressively.