Sexy Makeouts Novels & Stories

She tightened around me, and her loud moan cut through the room, sending shivers down my spine. I held her waist, slammed into her over and over, each thrust dragging out our moans and curses. Her hands gripped my back, nails biting, her body arching into mine. “Dominic!” she gasped, voice breaking into ragged moans. I kissed her, hard, claiming her mouth as mine, tasting my cum with yoghurt, swallowing her cries.

Jim: "Mom, I AM more man than that wimp you call a husband, aren't I?" Sue: [Taking hold of his gigantic organ and his swollen testes, squeezing one and hefting the other to gauge its pendulous weight.] "Sweetheart, you are MUCH more man than that sissy. Your ten inch babymaker is so huge, so strong, and so virile. It's at least three times the length and volume of that spineless husband of mine. I am your slave; I will do anything for you. I must have you...I need that cock inside of me, touching me where your father never did, never could."

“You won’t stay quiet if I go harder.” “Then cover my mouth again and give it to me anyway.” He did. He fucked her in those tight, controlled strokes that made the old wood complain only once, a single soft sound they both froze for. Nothing followed. He kept going. She was dripping down him, making a mess of the cassock, and she didn’t care. She rolled her hips to meet him, and he groaned into her hair. “Sloane. Fuck. You’re going to make me cum.”

She then pressed play. One the screen in front of us were two very beautiful, very thick and voluptuous black women rubbing chocolate sauce all over their bodies. We continued to eat and play in our breakfast as we watched these sexy black women suck all the sauce off of one another. Meika kept rubbing the juice from the strawberries all over me; my pussy, my nipples, my stomach, my brown eye. Then she'd eat the remnants of the strawberry. I was so ready to come, I didn't realize I had placed my hand at my own pussy; rubbing, pulling and teasing my dripping wet puss. She grabbed my hand and whispered in my ear. "Let me do that for you. Just watch the ladies on the screen and pretend they are

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?

Let's go and dance, Cassie soon spluttered after gulping the wine down and with the help of wine on Rinna's head she accepted and all walked to the floor. Yes.....yes...with Baila Comigo the song of Selena Gomez playing Rinna danced just like a trailed model .. dancing like crazy whichwhich soon earned her the attention from the men and with in an instant she suddenly felt two large hands on her waist trying to grind against her from behind. Sorry I can't do this..., Rinna immediately snapped the moment her body got alarmed but the bastard wasn't listening...his callous fingers were instead gripping her thighs in the damaged trouser.

Cool air kissed my skin, exposing the delicate black lace thong I’d worn. Damien’s palm smoothed over my ass, almost gentle, before he hooked two fingers into the thin strap and ripped the lace aside with a sharp tear. I gasped at the sudden exposure. “You're a greedy little slut,” he said, his voice thick with dark satisfaction. “You’re already soaked for the man who just bought your soul.” He used thick fingers to spread my folds. I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood, fighting the moan rising in my throat. When he circled my swollen clit with brutal precision, my hips jerked involuntarily.

Huh? I slowly took way the pillow from his dick, coming even closer to his dick. My pussy could feel the heat coming from his dick. It made my mouth water. My hands were shaking, but I needed to do this. If it didn't work, Frank was surely going to tell my mum I tried to seduce him. "Frank, do you find me sexy?", I repeated. He sighed. "That's...I can't answer that". "You're staring at my tits right now", I pointed out. He looked away. "The other day too. You watched me masturbate".

When Sonia gave a throaty moan, then rolled her mouth from base to tip and whispered, "Look at me." He looked and saw that she had her eyes open, locked on his, as she opened her mouth, hollowed her cheeks, and slid all the way down. He wondered if some other guy had asked for that — I want you to look at me when you do it — or if she'd seen it in a movie, or read it in some magazine. But he was surprised she didn't do this on their first night. Or has she somehow done some research on stuff like this? Ten Secrets To Turn Your Guy On. Sonia's expression went from ardor to confusion as she felt him start to soften.

But I also managed to pick up their conversation. "What a show you two put on in front of everyone last night!" The shortest of the blondes commented with a squeal. "I know, right!" The brunette chimed in delight. "Alpha Dawson has the sweetest cock ever, My God! Last night was amazing. When we fucked, I felt like my mind was gonna explode…" It was the brunette. She was spilling a lot of erotic details and she was doing that fucking loudly.