Sexy Stories With Pictures Novels & Stories

Our clits rubbed together as she started scissoring, our hips rolling in a steady rhythm that sent sparks through both of us. Her dark skin glistened with sweat, and I felt every slick slide of her folds against mine. Belle broke the kiss just long enough to watch us, her face flushed at the sight then her lips crashed against mine with renewed vigor. Only stopping to tighten her hold on my neck and pepper kisses along my jawline and neck then going back to bite my lower lip and kiss the fuck out of me. Tasha's hands roamed my body, one squeezing my breast and pinching my nipple while she ground her pussy harder against mine. Our wetness mixed, making every movement slippery and sexy.

Lexi They kept fucking me like that for what felt like forever—long, deep strokes that kept me teetering right on the edge without letting me fall. My whole body was shaking, sweat slicking my skin, my pussy making the wettest, most obscene sounds every time they bottomed out. I could feel their cocks throbbing inside me, both of them fighting their own orgasms, veins pulsing against my walls. “Please… please…” I was crying now, actual tears of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. “I can’t hold it… I’m gonna cum… I’m so close… Zach, Julian, please let me cum…”

Sometimes when I look at you, and you're looking back at me, I can see something. This teeny-tiny hint of something more, something you're feeling but can't say. When our eyes meet, it's like we're instantly connected. And I know no one catches it but me and you, but I like it that way. It's like our own little secret... a place we go to when everything around us is crazy and we just need some semblance or normal. God, your eyes are gorgeous. There are times when I want nothing more than to look you in the eyes, because it's when we're looking at each other in silence that we end up saying most.

Jim motioned for Sean to look at the rest of the pictures he’d taken in the morning, while he searched his phone for something. “This one’s good,” said Sean a moment later. Jim glanced up and smiled, agreeing. It was his bare chest, with Silvia’s arm showing from behind to bring her hand to rest open on his skin. The next one was exactly the same, adding Jim’s hand to cover hers against his chest. Sean snatched the joint from Jim’s fingers, still looking at the pictures. He found some suggestive shots, some others were blurry or seemingly accidental on purpose. All of them had Jim’s personal touch.

Using his sharp teeth, Christian quickly tore out the white wrappings and then he saw it… He had guessed correctly earlier, they were pictures. Black and white nude pictures, and Christian blinked his eyes once and twice to make sure he was seeing correctly. “No, no…” He muttered his hands shaking, as he stared at the pictures, which were that of Sara and another person he couldn’t identify. A man however, and they were wrapped together on the bed in what looked like a hotel room and having sex. Sara had this dark gaze on, her mouth wild open, eyes closed obviously in ecstasy, as this man whomever he was sucked on her nipples and held her neck slightly.

I wished it was my hand touching her pussy until lust overtook her. “My pussy says hi too.” I pulled my pants down to reveal my cock. I rubbed it deliberately, and the image of Serena's body dominated my mind. It didn't take long for my cock to harden quickly. Without thinking, I sent a picture of my erect cock to Serena. “Look like some naughty girl is missing a big black dick.” Serena replied with another, more provocative photo. A close-up of her face shows her tongue sticking out slightly. I growled, eager to lick the tip of her red tongue.

Perhaps she felt bored. And then, she saw it. A painting, a breathtaking depiction of two lovers locked in an unrestrained, intimate dance. The man gripped the woman tightly, her arms pinned above her head in a surrender that spoke of trust and desire. The expression on her face, a moment of pure ecstasy, stirred a primal instinct within her.

It was as much as she could do to keep her hand away from her pubis, the warmth doubled by the knowledge that Tony was sharing the same almost uncontrollable emotions. He brought out the rest, one after the other, an exotic feast of sensual delights, each more daring and innovative than the last. There was one of a woman wearing vaguely Eastern dress suggestive of a harem. She was on all fours, bending over so that her pudendum was in full view: the shadowed area between her legs, the plump wet labia fringed with hair. Her mouth encompassed the turgid prick of the youth beneath her. An older man straddled her, about to thrust a truly spectacular twelve-inch cock into the depths of her forbid

Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try. She surprised me with what she did next. She held her hand up in front of my face. Then she lowered it between her legs and caressed herself. When she brought it back to my face, it was dripping with the honey that had lain in wait behind her lips. The smell of that sweet nectar shattered my resolve. I took her wrist in mine and began to lick the juices from her hand. My arousal went from mostly hard to rock solid with one taste. I was lost to reason -- she would be mine.

I don’t think Carrie realized she heard, and with my head between them, she may not have seen the grin. Just knowing that it would make her squirm, I moved my hand up and cupped Carrie’s bust while looking over her shoulder to see what they were reading. It turned out to be some pen and ink drawings of women in erotic poses. Some were nature scenes, others were of two or three people in various states of undress and in the midst of various sex acts. The one on the right page was a woman licking up the base of an erect cock of some unseen man. The woman in the picture was looking up at her man with a gaze of pure lust.