Sexy Farm Novels & Stories

At the peak, I rode a climax with his name on my tongue and my fingers digging into his arm. He held me tighter as he flipped me back around so that he was on top of me, my breathing heavy and my eyes wide in surprise. I had never had such a feeling before, and he hadn't even entered me yet. It made me eager to receive him even more. I watched as he slowly glided his finger between his lips, a small smirk playing on them as my heart skipped a beat. It was undeniably and surprisingly sexy as he slid his tongue over his lips slowly, not once breaking eye contact.

Pleasure flooded her insides, making her more wet. She screamed when he sucked her nipple, throwing her head backwards as she bounced back and forth. Alessandro cupped her ass, raising it up a she rose. He spanked her ass, earning a deep moan. The odor of sex and sweat filled the air as Isabelle’s voice rang out while Alessandro groaned and breathed faster. The sound that erupted out of her mouth drove him to the edge and he groaned as he came close to his orgasm, his dick pulsed and twitched, growing bigger and she rocked it faster.

Two gangsters rushed out, and they could not even save their lives if they offended that man. After rushing out in panic, the gangsters realized that they had forgotten the drunk woman, "What should we do? The woman is still in the suite?" "She will definitely be mistaken considered as the prostitute for Mr. Roy to sleep with, and our client has already confirm they will pay money as long as she lost her virginity" As they said that, several gangsters left quickly. "It hurts" She felt like something big and hard get inside her roughly, and Sophie couldn't help but murmur.

SARAH “Oh God oh god oh god oh god—fuck you! Fuck me… fuck me hard, baby! Yes, yes…!” I screamed as I felt my inner muscles contracting around the big cock slamming in and out of my body. It was about the same time the big, burly man who owned the damn thing gave a loud grunt and buried himself deep. I felt the hot spurt of his semen inside me as I rode my climax. He wanted to fuck me raw. It wasn’t a problem. Vega was clean, and when he’s with me, I was the only one who could handle him. He didn’t like anyone else.

Kira’s head bobs. "Words, Kira," I demand. "Fuck me, Rhys," she says. "Please." I unbuckle my belt in record speed and yank my pants down along with my boxers. I roll a condom over my shaft faster than I ever have, pushing into Kira in one hard thrust. Kira’s pussy is everything I imagined and more. Warm, tight, clenching around my cock like a vice grip, threatening to make me cum even before I’ve begun to fuck her. The moan that spills out of her lips is music to my ears.

The air was thick with the dust of our argument, a suffocating blanket of frustration and old pain. “I know…” he paused, “there was another random day, she called me inside her room again. This time, she took off my clothes and did it softly. I mean the sucking. And I enjoyed it, then after a few days, I noticed that my manhood was growing more than usual. I ran to her to celebrate it. Since I now confide in her more than I confide in my parents. We celebrated it with a longer suck and she had sex with me. It was heavenly and it was my first. I started to develop feelings for her.” He chuckled darkly, and his breathing became a little loud. And faster..

Moans, grunts, and the wet smacking of flesh on flesh echo off the walls, the smell of musk and cum thick in the air. It’s the hottest, filthiest thing I’ve ever seen. If I weren’t rock-hard already, the atmosphere alone would get me there in seconds. “Wow,” I manage. “Yeah. Pretty amazing, right? Not many places where you can let loose like this.” “It’s like a fantasy come to life.” “I knew you’d like it,” he whispers in my ear. “So, you wanna enjoy the show for a bit, or make our own?” I glance over at the sling, waiting for someone to climb in.

Dominic murmured in his sleep, shifted slightly, but didn't wake. Matt fucked her like he was starving, like this was the only thing that would keep him alive; the slap of skin, the wet rhythmic sound of their joining, her choked and sobbing gasps. He watched Dominic's sleeping face over her shoulder and smiled. “You're mine,” he grunted into her ear, his pace becoming erratic and frantic. "This cunt is mine. This milk is mine and this fucking bed is mine."

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe