Pinkydoll Sex Novels & Stories

I wondered what another girl would taste like. "Mmmm, she's really wet boys," I teased, "I think she wants some cock." "You're not getting out of the job," Jared said, "You're going to keep fucking her." He threw down my pink dildo on the bed. I picked it up and pushed it between Ginell's pussy lips, easing it inside of her and switched it on to vibrate. I leaned down and swirled my tongue around her clit. "Ahh aahh mmmm," Ginelle squeeled girlishly and loud, the guys loved it.

I reach down and spread her wider with my fingers, mashing our pussies even tighter together until there’s no space left—just constant, slippery friction, clits rubbing raw and desperate. “Yes! Fuck yes! I’m cumming.” I scream as my pussy pulsed, and with the sensitive skin on Lira’s cunt, I can tell that she’s not so far behind too. It feels good. So fucking good. I ride her harder, every grind sends fresh squirts of our mixed juices squirting out sideways, soaking the sheets, our thighs, her ass. My room smells of sex, musky, sweet, filthy. I lean down and bite her neck hard, sucking a dark mark while I fuck her cunt with mine. “Manifest a toy,” I demand against her skin. “A thick strap. N

“Alright. I’ll grab my laptop and head out. Don’t forget to take out the trash later.” The moment he turned and walked away, Ethan pressed the remote to max and slammed his body against mine, pinning me to the machine. “Now, Lily. Squirt for me. Make a mess on your stepbrother’s dildo.” The combination of his dirty words, the relentless vibrations, and the fear of almost getting caught pushed me over the edge. The pressure finally broke. I buried my face in a towel and screamed as my pussy gushed. Clear fluid squirted hard around the dildo, soaking my thighs, the floor, and the bottom of the washing machine. Wave after wave kept coming while Ethan kept the toy buried deep, milking every drop

A few women in their early 40's were at the far right corner of the store malapit sa may counter as the cashier busy punching with the items at the computer. And when my cautious gaze moved to the entrance of the place, I spotted Mason instead who was shamefully flirting with the two blondes in bikinis na parang di alintana ang lumalamig na panahon. Smirking, I continued checking the place. A woman with his man just choosing some bikinis at the undergarments section like what the other people around doing. No one seems suspicious. Everyone seems so indulged with their own world. Napailing-iling na lamang ako as I let out a frustrated sigh.

Andrea looks pleased and pushes me back to the bed. "Then you're gonna love this" She pushes the pink dildo into my mouth and pretends to ride me.

“Open it, princess.” Inside was the new kink he’d clearly been fantasizing about: a soft pastel-pink babydoll nightie with matching ruffled panties, white thigh-high stockings with little bows, and a pacifier on a delicate silver chain. There was also a bottle of lube, a thick silicone plug with a pink jewel at the base, and a pair of soft leather cuffs. My cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and raw arousal. “Daddy… you want me to be your little girl tonight?”

A small tremor ran along the princess when she felt his knuckle move from her asshole. 'Oh, she is so easy to read.' Musing that this wife of his was so interested in the various methods of sex, he set his pink at her opening. Retracting his nails further was easy with his cultivation manual. "Get ready." It was the only warning she received as Ren placed his tongue up top against her clit, then pressing down to the bottom. Pushing her fresh juices down to her opening. "Ugh!" Melinda felt her juices touch her asshole then his finger again. "What!?" However, it was different as Ren pushed his pinky up to the first knuckle. The forbidden feeling of having something always leave there, but now

I appreciate that Heather gets I need more Dom than Daddy tonight, and the only reason we’re here rather than my place is because I’m out of practice. Sex is like riding a bike. Once you’ve done it right, you never forget. What I’m into, on the other hand, requires as much patience as it does consideration. The pink room is the only one I use for the types I like, being on the softer side of impact and sensory play. Rather than hard leather and metal restraints, it’s all plush and fuzzy type things. The cuffs my little are in do have reinforcement, but they’re covered with faux fur that won’t hurt her skin.

Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public. ” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.

I frowned and chin down to see her. She looks so sexy right now. Red lipstick suits her so well. She slowly pressed my low lips like flickering and said, "Oh! You have a mole here". Yep, I have a small mole under my lower lip at center. Then she moved her finger slowly to my cheek, creased it, and asked, "A Scare?" I got that when the rouge attacked my pack then which I will never forget. I nodded my head slowly. She touched my eyebrow piercing and asked, "Does it hurts?" I smiled and shooked my head as no. Then she slowly went down to my lip piercing and pulled it gently and asked, "How about this?" I replied in low voice, "No" she said in same low voice, "Sexy". Now I am turned on. She tra