Sex Storles Novels & Stories

The air felt thick, charged with the scent of my arousal still lingering from the dildo and my fingers. He was breathing heavier now, that massive bulge in his joggers straining visibly, the outline thick and long enough to make my pussy clench involuntarily. “Matilda... you’re drunk. You don’t know what you’re asking,” he said, voice low and rough, but he didn’t back away. His gaze dropped to my heaving tits, barely contained by the pulled-up gown, nipples hard and begging.

and then returned to Malik. Meanwhile, Sebastian stepped into the hot tub and straddled my chest, guiding his cóck into Fiona’s mouth. In this position, his massive ass was in my face. I slipped my cóck from Fiona and moved from underneath. I went behind the kneeling Fiona and reentered her from behind. Sebastian hadn’t moved, still being serviced by her mouth. He was a gym rat with a massive, muscular body—big chest, arms, pecs, thighs, and calves. By comparison, his balls looked unusually small. I realized he must have been using steroids for years. He was likely sterile. A shriek split the air. Vivienne was cumming hard. Cameron pushed himself fully inside her and grunted. My wife was tak