Sexy Twerking Novels & Stories

Her flushed face and bouncing boobs made her an unforgettable sight, imprinted in my mind. "So fucking sweet," I grunted, increasing my speed. I circled my hips, feeling her soft rub on the head of my cock. Streams of liquid gushed out as she squirted, screaming my name over and over again as she bucked into me. "I'm close," she roared, snaking her hands behind my neck. Then, as if possessed, Melody began bouncing her ass, twerking on my cock, and taking me in fast, short strokes that sent flames all over my body. My balls drew up, and my cock hardened as she sank all the way, her pelvis coming into contact with mine as my balls pressed on her ass.

My clit was swollen and sensitive — every brutal thrust sent me closer to the edge again. Leo moved in beside him and started rubbing my clit roughly. “Squirt for us again, Ava. We want to see you make a mess.” I cried out as the pressure built fast. Tyler didn’t slow down. Suddenly my body tensed, and I squirted hard around his cock, clear fluid gushing out and soaking his abs and the sheets. “Fuuuuck yes!” Tyler moaned loudly, still thrusting through my orgasm. “She’s squirting all over my dick!”

I slid my hands down my body, squeezing my own titties, then sliding between my thighs, rubbing my pussy through the thong till the fabric was soaked. The crowd lost they minds—hollering, throwing more money, some niggas standing up with they jaws on the floor. I climbed the pole again, legs wrapped tight, spinning slow while I arched back, tits out, hair swinging. Then I slid down face-first, ass to the crowd, twerking the whole way, making it clap and bounce till my thighs burned. Sweat mixed with the oil on my skin, making me shine like a wet dream. Then I caught Vicky staring at me like she ain’t expect me to pull a crowd this strong… but her smirk told me she wasn’t done with her game y

I attempt to tease him more by engaging with my lower body; I run my hands up and down towards my legs seductively; I teasingly touch my knees and run them to my upper calves; and I sexily turn a little and give him the view of my side before slapping my plump buttocks hardly, causing them to bounce up a little. I laughed at my naughty act and was about to turn fully at him, only to see him right behind me. In fact, we had already stolen the show; all eyes were on us, or, should I say, more on me. Well, there was no need to back out at this minute; I will show these people the stuff I'm made of—in fact, the stuff Nigerian girls are made of. When the song "Twerk" by Rihanna played out, it i

I put my hands on his strong chest and started twerking on him, i realized I'm getting the same feeling I normally get when he's thrusting in me -is this what they call riding someone? *Yeah, you're doing great* he mind-linked me. My lips curved in a smile, his words seemed like a boost to me and before I knew it, I'm twerking really fast. Soon it's gotten in my head and couldn't control myself anymore, my waist was going up and down really, really fast. I folded my lower lip between my teeth, held my breasts and started massaging them as I continued twerking on him. "Baby, fuçk!" Wymond moaned my name.

He emphasize, and pulled my nightie down a little as my sumptuous boobs, sprang out looking pointy at him "Fuck!" He chuckled and circled his lips around them "Hmmm….." I moaned, biting my lips to suppress my moan, as he drove me to cloud nine… I grind my butt around his dick again and twerk on it "Fuck kitten.." He spanked my ass, I smile and decided to bring out my stripping self, as I started twerking on him He sucks on my boob and fundles the other one while I twerk and ride him to the moon,

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.

Faster. I twerked for them. Shameless. Desperate. My ass clapped, smacked, bounced like it was made for this. I could hear them breathing heavier. I could feel their eyes on me. I moaned loud, shook harder, reached between my legs and spread myself open while I kept moving. “You see that?” I gasped. “Still dripping for you. Still leaking. Still tight. Still begging.” “Oh fuck,” Luca muttered behind me. “She’s filthy.”

I turned around, giving him a perfect view of my ass, and slowly sank down onto his cock again. Then I started twerking on him. My ass bounced and clapped against his thighs as I rode him reverse, shaking it fast and hard while his cock stretched me open. I twerked aggressively, rolling my hips in circles, making sure he felt every movement. “Shit… look at that ass,” he groaned, his hands gripping my cheeks, spreading them as I twerked on his cock. “You’re so fucking perfect.” I moaned loudly, twerking faster, my pussy sliding up and down his length as I bounced.

She moved her body in seductive gestures, swaying her big @ss while controlling her plump thighs to mingle with it. She went on her knees and allowed her b**bs to press on the ground, shooting up her @ss for him, then she widened her legs like that so he'd have a glance at her p*ssy. She began twerking her backside like that, and they clapped repeatedly, shaking so much as Tiger finally looked her way. He wanted to look away immediately, but he didn't, he kept looking at her, and that gave her the energy to stand and sit on the table in front of him, then she raised a leg up and began stroking her own p*ssy, biting her lip as she did.