Pinkydoll Sex นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Enjoying the taste of my little sex doll. “Fuck Zade, stop teasing and fuck me hard,” she whimpers. I smirk as I brush her clit so fucking slowly, taking a moment to watch her juices slowly trickle from her and flick my tongue along her inner thighs, making sure to lick up every drop. She whimpers as she removes her hand from the wall, reaching behind. She’s about to grab my hair when I move my head back. “Hands on the wall, Little Mate, or I won’t continue.”

It has thin straps and comes to stop at the lower back, I took both of my hands and slowly slide the nightgown off her shoulders and down the length of her body letting fall to the floor around her feet. I positioned her legs a good width apart and enter my index finger into her going in and out of her, Seeing this Zander and Pablo comes over each taking a breast and sucking hard you can hear her loud moans through the room. "feels good, aby girl?" I asked. she only replied with "UMMM, huh." I then started to lick her pussy and suck on her clit, after having my fill and lick her dry we unattached ourselves from her. Picking her up in a princess carry I went to bed and my two men pulled down

I stole my childhood friend’s doll. Then, he called to complain. I listened to him wail as the doll sat in my hand, its texture somehow akin to that of human skin. Under its skirt was something remarkably female. This left me confused. ‘Is this doll female or male?’ Then, more importantly… ‘Did it come with both organs? Or is this modified?’ He sounded hysterical over the line. Surprised by this, I accidentally squished the doll’s limbs a little.

Then he said, "Come on let's check on her. The door was locked when we got there. Gordon knocked a said let us in. I heard the latch click and he opened the door. Several guys had her in between the dressing benches. They were holding her hands up above her head. Two older gentlemen had each of her legs. Ron kissed her as he fingered her through the leg of her panties. They were all telling her what a hot little fuck doll she was going to be. Ron then had them all felling her. Rachelle squealed when Ron went down to pull her panties off. Her hand got free, and she grabbed at the waist band of her panties.

This dress is a weapon, and Ben is my first foe. “I need you to forward me the Anderson file.” I spin back to face my computer before he can answer, and clack on the keypad. His footsteps humbly retreat. A minute later, his email pops up with an attachment. Victory is mine. Smirking, I straighten my skirt, shifting a little to get comfortable. The dress and shoes weren’t the only gifts. A discreet black box held a bright pink device shaped like a tadpole with a curved tail. When I slip it into my panties (leopard print, Bear-approved) the device presses against my clit and… my butthole. A little weird, but I can play another kinky game. I have two gorgeous men competing to get me off. It’s a

"You do, don't you? I don't remember seeing that one on the list!" "I . . . I never really thought about it until you mentioned it." Clara grinned and pulled a double-ended, bright pink dildo. "Lie back," she said, pushing Shamira's legs apart and working the head of the device into the girl's body. She went slowly, because Shamira was nice and tight. 'Every time I fist her, it'll be like the first time all over again,' she thought with a smile. 'Especially if she's lucky.'

I winked at her. I grabbed the lube and let it drip down onto her asshole as I spread her ass cheeks apart. Her and Keds started making out as I rubbed her asshole and slowly entered my pinky finger, since it was the smallest. She felt so tight and moaned as I moved slowly inside of her. The sight looked so sexy, and as she loosened up, I moved onto one thumb.

At the cabinet full of things I'd never seen before. I was a virgin. Twenty-three years old. The only sex I'd ever had was a blurry memory from high school graduation, the after-party, too much cheap vodka, a boy whose name I couldn't remember. I'd woken up the next morning with a headache and torn clothes and a vague sense that something had happened. I'd never been sure. I'd never wanted to be. But standing here, in this red room, with a man who called me Doll, I felt something I hadn't felt in years. A pull. A heat. A part of myself I'd locked away a long time ago.

no panties this time. 'Pulse is racing,' I teased, slapping my cheek lightly, the sting making me gasp. Tips chimed. 'Spread for us.' On all fours, I reached back, parting my pussy lips, dipping a finger in. 'Mmm, so tight and ready.' 'Use a toy.' another filthy order. I'd bought a dildo that day, pink silicone, veined, 7 inches. I held it up. 'This what you want?' Sucking the tip first, tongue swirling, imagining it was real. Then, on my back, legs wide, I rubbed it along my slit, coating it in my wetness. Pushing in slow, the stretch burned sweet.

“You didn't wear anything new? I asked, eyeing her tight little pussy still glistening. Dried cracks of my cum stained on her “Fuck me. Please…x. She, her, her hole – a thick wet airkickish trail dripped down to her thighs. I kicked off my pants before pushing her to stand on her feet and bending her forward, her fingers touching her toes, giving me a perfect view of her ass. I plunged my already throbbing cock into her pussy, warmth and tingles crawling over my spine, feeling her insides clench onto my cock, my balls babbling out and firming up. I inched out, watching her pussy drag against my cock before I fucked into her again, burying my cock down to the hilt. “Yess, fuck…more. Fucking g