Sexy Stipper Novels & Stories

It stings like a bitch! ************

"Morning, slut. Time to ride." Irina's pulse quickened, a mix of dread and excitement pooling low in her belly. She'd seen the Sybian online vibrating beast with attachments but never felt one. Her wrists still bore the cuff marks, a reminder of her submission. He patted the mattress beside it. "Straddle it. Now." She crawled forward on shaky knees, the mattress dipping under her weight, positioning her pussy over the ribbed dildo attachment protruding from the seat. It was thick, curved for g-spot stimulation, already lubed and slick.

He fished around in the sex kit and took out a big vibrator. "I'll give you something to make it really special." Gramps said. He went around behind his girl and, as Tiffany continued spitting, Gramps helped Cleopatra out of her skirt. Jim gazed up at her exposed, damp pussy and the bulging firmness of her buttocks. Gramps made her spread her legs, then he reached around and roughly shoved the vibrator up inside her. Jim could hear the muffled buzzing of the toy, before Cleopatra started shouting and moaning. There was a clatter as Gramps' pants fell around his ankles. He was slapping the side of his girl's firm ass with his wrinkled dick, very much like Mr Harvitz had done earlier in the da

Sebastian took the offering as he slammed back in, bottoming out in one brutal stroke. The new angle made Jayden scream raw and guttural. Pleasure exploded behind his eyes as Sebastian hammered his prostate mercilessly. “Oh fuck. Ahh! I’m gonna… again—fuck… I’m gonna cum.” He panted, his voice cracking. “Do it, slut. Cum hands-free on my dick like the pathetic hole you are.” Sebastian reached around, pinching a nipple hard, twisting it while his hips snapped forward, and that was it. Jayden shattered. His cock pulsed violently, shooting more thick ropes of cum across the desk, splattering papers and the floor in messy, pearly streaks.

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His fingertips moved in a steady circular pattern across her back as he flexed the muscle in his dick, causing it to spasm in Selena's tight insides. "No," Selena murmured, her body tingling from the sensation of his throbbing cock as she lied through her teeth. Her body relished every moment of the experience, as evidenced by the sticky moisture coating her pouting labia lips. Selena was furious that she was getting off and liking his antics, and she tried everything she could to tell herself differently, no matter how badly her mind was losing.

He slapped himself to wake himself up, but his eyes was getting more and more gorgy. “Fuck! This is bad!” Sebastian reached into his pocket and took out a pill. He swallowed it whole, trying to reverse it. “Alright I just got to let the counterdrug take effect. I should just put my head down and get a rest for a few minutes.” He was huffing and puffing as he could feel the aphrodisiac taking effect. He was starting to sweat. "Damn it is rape drug but more. It's a stimulation of some sort. It's one of those black-market drug that makes one's darkest desires comes out," huffed Sebastian.

Did we have sex? Of course. Just not frequently. The casino has some interesting stores within it including a sexy boutique specializing in lingerie and herbals for enhancing, healing, and recovery. He ordered some for me and I started taking a specific blend of herbs and applied some creams and ointments to help me. It has helped. It’s worked wonders actually and we were able to have a couple more rounds without too much trouble. “We didn’t fuck like rabbits,” I finally confess and she surprisingly smiles at that. “He’s been really patient with me and helping me get the right stuff to heal, recover, and all that. Will we fuck like rabbits in the future? Probably.”

He didn't move away; instead, he leaned forward to lick the last of the wetness from my inner thighs. "You’re so delicious, Goddess," he rasped, his voice broken. "A loser like me doesn't deserve to even breathe the same air as you. Thank you for using me." I looked down at Leo, who was still gasping on the table, and a cruel smile spread across my face. I reached for my favorite toy—a thick, 10-inch silicone strap-on. It was a deep, bruised purple with heavy veins carved into the sides and a flared base that sat firmly against my harness.