Slippery T Novels & Stories

I grunted, the words rough and hungry. She shifted, a smooth, deliberate motion that made my breath catch. She spread her legs, straddling one of my hips instead of my waist, and began to move. It wasn't a ride yet; it was a slow, torturous grind. The slick, hot evidence of her first climax coated my length as she slid herself back and forth over me, her wetness making a smooth, slick path against my skin.

Then she slipped and fell back against me, pushing the tip of my dick through the extra warm depths of her pussy before I felt the tickle of her pubes again. My hands instinctively reached for her, finding her hips and pulling back against me to steady her. When she settled into place my dick was settled as well, its length running the length of her pussy, the head rubbing against her pubes and I suspected against her clit. "One more second and I'll be done, I'm so sorry. The floor is so slippery," she said. She didn't ask me to hold her steady but she also didn't ask me to let go, so I held her hips and held her in place against me.

Something like a laugh escapes my lips as his growl rumbles through the small field, his paws vibrating the ground behind me as he tries to catch up. I can feel Slade's large frame gaining on me, quivering from his powerful aura, not in fear but excitement. His shoulders align with my hind legs. Using his mouth to grab my hand leg, he causes me to trip and stumble on my feet. Using this to his advantage, his large frame tumbles to the ground with me.

"You think you're the one in control here?" Sloane didn't wait for an answer. She slid down the wall, dropping to her knees on the hard floor. She didn't care about the grit or the cold. She ripped Tatum’s shorts down, exposing the damp heat between her legs. Sloane dove in, her tongue lashing against Tatum’s clit with a fierce, rhythmic intensity.

He stopped abruptly, reaching up to release my lip from between my teeth. "Don't," his deep voice warned, and I struggled to steady my breathing. Unable to answer, I nodded. His lips connected with mine again, and his free hand traced a tantalizing path down my bare body. His fingers toyed teasingly with the hem of my underwear, increasing my frustration. His fingers trailed lower, and I gasped, overwhelmed by the sensation. His long finger ran over my covered slit, evoking a breathy moan from me. He continued his torment, alternating between my breasts.

It was a trending video of a stripper who melted hearts with her dance. "Definitely can't be ," I muttered as I clicked on it. Right on my screen was the weird girl from the bar. Could she really be a stripper? How the hell did this even get online to be trending at this time of the day? I scrolled through my contacts and placed a call. One ring…. Two rings…. Three rings.. "Hello. Good morning, Alpha Zeus." There was no need for pleasantries. When I needed something, I went for it. "I need the stripper from last night," I said in a bossy tone.

Slippery and an evidence that it needs his cock to dry it up. "Don't make me desire you too much. Just slip in please. I've missed you" Arianna pleaded. Jace chuckled and slipped his fingers into her. Arianna closed her eyes, she was desperate for him when she forcefully pulled Jace to herself and grabbed his cock, robbing it against her slippery opening. Jace gave in. He also wanted it as much as Arianna desired it. He plunged into her. Arianna grabbed him, by his shoulders and let out a soft moan.

I made my voice as sultry and seductive as I could before I spoke… "I miss your lips on mine," I said to him teasingly,....I wonder what those lips can do on other places, I want them on my body, on my nipples, everywhere," by now I could already hear him breathing harshly, like he could just appear here and reap my clothes off my body. "You are playing with fire Odessa," "I love to play my dear, and I love your kind of fire," I said to him, my little game was turning on me as my body was reacting to my little flirt and his manly voice, I didn't know when I let a moan slip out of my mouth.

Our wetness mixed, making every movement slippery and sexy. She leaned forward, capturing one of my nipples in her mouth and sucking hard while her hips kept moving. Belle's fingers traced my jaw, then slid down to pinch my other nipple, twisting just enough to make me gasp into her mouth. Tasha picked up the pace, grinding against me faster, her clit rubbing mine with every roll of her hips. She reached down and spread my pussy lips wider with her fingers so our clits could grind directly together, the friction of our clits made the heat coil low in my belly.