روايات وقصص ضمن People Having Rough Sex

I laughed. "Cool idea, Bridget, let's try it guys," said Janet. Jason and Greg started really go at it, pounding the girls with long hard strokes. The girls started deep throating, Jim and Bill, trying to get them to the edge of ecstasy. After about two or three minutes passed all you could hear was six people moaning from pleasure. "That's it, cum together now!" cried Ginger

Damon trails after me when I leave. We step into the next room. Jace is already there. He’s standing behind a petite Asian woman, both hands cupping her bréasts as she watches the bed. A thin blonde girl is sprawled across the mattress, two men working their way into her. One lies beneath her, cóck buried in her pússy. Another kneels at her ass, pressing in with a thick shaft. She jerks a third guy off while moaning. At the foot of the bed, two women are locked in a sixty-nine. The one on the bottom is gripping thighs, moaning against the top girl’s séx. Her body starts to tremble. She’s close.

They moved to the floor this time, a blanket spread out, rig cables pushed aside like relics. Riley wanted it rougher, recreating one of their wilder public-risk scenes but with zero safety net. Alex fucked her hard on all fours, one hand fisted in her hair, the other slapping her ass lightly, the real sting making her moan louder than any simulated impact ever had. She pushed back to meet every thrust, filthy encouragement spilling from her mouth until she came hard enough that her arms gave out. Alex followed, collapsing over her, both of them wrecked and laughing breathlessly at how loud they’d gotten.

My skin was already buzzing from the bourbon and the weight of their stares. Marcus’s hand lingered on my shoulder, his thumb tracing the strap of my dress while Ryan’s palm rested high on my inner thigh, so close to where I was aching that I had to fight the urge to rock my hips forward. The low leather couch felt warm beneath me, slightly sticky from the heat building in the room. The bass from the music thrummed steadily between my legs, matching the pulse in my clit. Six men now formed a loose half-circle around us—Marcus, Ryan, Jake, Chris, Derek, and Alex—their eyes dark with focused hunger.

“You want to be rough? Fine. Let’s show him how rough we can be together.” The fight turned into raw, emotional sex. Mirabel pushed Michael onto the bed and climbed on top of him, sinking down onto his cock in one aggressive motion. “Fuck me,” she demanded, riding him hard and fast. Her juicy pussy slammed down, making loud, wet squelching sounds as she took him deep. “Show me you’re still mine.” Mitchelle climbed onto his face, lowering her dripping pussy onto his mouth. “Eat me while she rides you. Show us you’re still ours.”

A nerdy boy is puking into a sink and two guys and a girl are making out. Oh geez. “Are they fucking?” I point at the red-haired girl sitting on a dark-haired, heavily tattooed boy who looks like a rugby player. The girl's eyes are closed and her mouth is open, she's bouncing on him and his trousers are down. “Oh they are,” Jaxon growls seductively and that starts a low throb in my already moistening pussy. It's a freaky party, all right. “Oh my goodnesssss! Belle! You made it!” Vee hops out from a corner and hugs me.

Another pair stumbled past our table, barely able to keep their hands off each other. Till they landed on a couch slightly opposite us. For some seconds, they fncked each other loudly. Until she screams "Babe, am cñmming...fnckk" her voice echoes in pleasure. Great!. Two ladies at a dark corner, engage in finger fncking their greedy tints. Closet to them, another guy was seriously sucking on the exposed n!pple of a black b!tch. His friend sits opposite while a girl twerk rides on his lap, both sweating profusely.

They were fucking! Every single corner of the water was filled with naked bodies tangled together. Right near the shallow edge, a man was holding a woman against a large, smooth rock, his dark hips slamming into her with a heavy, wet rhythm. Further out in the deep water, another couple was locked in a deep, splashing embrace, the woman’s loud, high-pitched moans echoing off the trees. People were fucking everywhere.

He shoved his surprisingly thick, veiny cock down her throat, face-fucking her with slow, deliberate cruelty, making her gag and drool heavily while maintaining eye contact with the camera. Meanwhile, two other older men took Aurora. One slid beneath her, forcing his cock into her tight pussy while the second pushed into her ass. Their experienced, rough hands gripped her young body with bruising force, their wrinkled skin contrasting sharply against her smooth flesh. Aurora moaned loudly, the deep, deliberate strokes hitting angles the younger men never could.

The two were already having sex right in front of Grayson. Their legs intertwined as they rubbed their pussies together—scissoring, that’s what it’s called. Two girls going at it. The third woman was still on the pole, dancing and grinding. She’d occasionally rub her pussy on the metal, moaning softly to herself. It was all insanely hot. But for Grayson, it didn’t do anything. He was just sitting there, fly open, his limp dick out of his boxers. He’d been jerking off for a while, trying to get it hard. But nothing.