Sexy Stories With Pictures Novels & Stories

Tyler pulled out of me slowly, his thick cock glistening with our mixed juices. A thick trickle of his cum leaked from my freshly fucked pussy and ran down my inner thigh. I was still trembling on the bed, my black dress bunched around my waist, breasts heaving as I tried to catch my breath. The room was dimly lit and already smelled like sex. A few other couples were making out or fucking on the large sectional couch and the other bed in the corner, but most eyes were on us now.

Until my cock throbbed painfully between my legs. I set the brush down. I walked to the bathroom door. I opened it. Steam billowed out. Five women turned to look at me. Water streaming down their bodies. Hair plastered to skin. Eyes dark with lust. I stepped under the spray. They surrounded me. Elena kissed me first. Deep. Hungry. Sophia pressed against my back. Her tits against my spine. Her hands sliding down to stroke my cock. Tara dropped to her knees. Sucked my balls into her mouth. Lila and Mei pressed against my sides. Their small hands roamed my chest. Pinched my nipples. Licked my neck.

I looked at them one by one. At first, they were just pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend, but when I got to around half of it, I held my breath at what I saw. There were pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend posing naked, and near the end there were even pictures of them kissing, on top of each other, and other similar poses that were R-18 and erotic-looking. “What’s… that?!” Irina pointed to the lady’s chest.

He brought them up to his face, looked me dead in the eyes, and sucked them into his mouth, licking my juices off with a deep groan. “Fuck, she tastes sweet,” Victor growled, his eyes turning feral. Damien stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a hard, sculpted chest and abs. His voice was low and dangerous when he spoke again. “On your knees. Now.” My body moved before my brain could catch up. I slid off the bed and dropped to my knees in front of both of them, heart racing, pussy throbbing painfully. Two massive cocks were freed right in front of my face.

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I snarl. Her laugh is low, throaty, maddening. “Too late for that, love.” Something cold and metallic presses into my ribs. I look down. She’s holding another weapon. A small, wicked-looking pistol, already cocked. Her grin widens. “Now, let’s try this again, shall we?” The cold press of the gun is sharp, precise, like Celeste herself. Her eyes glitter like broken glass, her breath brushing across my face, sickly sweet and intoxicating in the worst way.

“No young lady, until you accept to give to the orphans, there’ll be no sex for you” “I don’t want sex, all I ask for is a quickie. Just the tip" She replied, licking his neck lazily as her hand found his buckle. His limp shaft revived immediately and hot arousal shot through him. His hand found her hook and with a little snap, he released her white, huge breasts. He dug his face into them, earning a moan and laugh from Isabelle who stroked his shaft lightly. "Stop, you still haven't agreed" Alessandro moved back slightly and she pouted with a frown, drawing him closer.

Cooper’s mind slowly cleared of the fantasy, but the guilt lingered like a shadow. Jessica smiled against his mouth. “Next time you want to jerk off to my pictures, just ask.” Cooper froze. Jessica laughed softly and kissed him again, slow and deep, already rolling her hips to feel him hardening inside her once more. The storm outside showed no sign of stopping, and neither did she.

In the twinkle of an eye he was gone, the door clicking shut soft behind him As my breathing evened out it began to really sink in that I had just had sex with Leo. Leo who was 33. Almost two times my age. And I felt good about it. Really good. In fact I wanted more. I wanted to feel him in my pussy, sliding in and out and stretching me there, filling me completely