Sombre Twerking Novels & Stories

Yet, I trust him and the feeling of him watching the video when he is alone turned me on. I woke up to the sound of my moans. I looked at myself riding his cock on an eighty inches TV before. "Bash," I hit him gently on his chest. I was so embarrassed to watch it. But it turned me on instantly. "Now, Mrs. Merrick. Get your ass here." He applied a bit of lube to his finger and then to my ass. He slid one finger inside my other hole and I stilled. I felt weird. Gently, he massaged my inner muscles before the other hand found my clit, teasing it.

It made it so much harder for me as I felt every inch of his thick shaft. "I wanna hear you scream baby," he paused staring in to my eyes, his were dark and held so much passion telling me he was enjoying this as much as I was. I felt myself reach my high, he suddenly picked up his pace, slamming in to me making me scream his name, digging my nails in to his back as he pounded in to me. He quickly flipped us over, I placed my hands on his chest for support before moving back and forth on his shaft. He groaned in ecstasy and pleasure as he placed his hands on my ass, gripping it hard as I felt my legs shake.

The room felt impossibly small, warm, and electric, alive with the tension between them. The music pulsed low, a slow, intimate rhythm that wrapped around Imani, Malik, and Zariah, matching the quickening of their hearts. Every glance, every brush of skin, every lingering touch made Imani soaking wet.

I see a bottle of vodka, salt and lime. "Were those always there, or did you just put them today?" "Just today. Stay still, baby." He pours salt between my legs, pours vodka in my belly button, and makes me hold a lime wedge between my teeth. I feel him licking up the salt and my eyes roll to the back of my head. He drinks the vodka and finally sucks the lime held between my teeth, looking into my eyes the whole time. He licks up the remaining salt from my pussy, making me orgasm.

Man, she was a perfect combination of sexy and beautiful. God, I could never get tired of this feeling. "Fuck, baby. You feel so good." I grunted as she kept pumping my cock faster. I switched positions and made her lie back on the couch and lifted her left leg, placing it on my shoulders. I kept slamming inside her, while my hands were busy fondling her breasts. "Ahhh....God, Nate." She yelled and I wonder if she had any neighbours. "You have no idea how much it turns me on when you scream my name like that," I whispered against her ears and buried my face between the crook of her neck.

He hit the climate and came into her mouth and she gulped it all down. She helped him take off all his clothes until he was stark naked as she was and she pushed him to the bed and went to where she kept her phone and connected it to a small Bluetooth speaker that she had brought and played "WAP by Cardi B" and began to twerk to fulfill her plans. Scott could feel a rush of adrenaline releasing in his whole body with the way she twerked.

Following the rhythm of the slow song that was playing, I flipped my hair to the side as I slowly got up, trailing my hands from my ankle to my breasts as I slowly caressed them, putting my hair down before raising it again to make sure I got the hair flip right. I grabbed the door since there was no pole, and I started slowly twerking on it. Slow enough to make it seductive, and I could feel the men stare at me lustfully. I grabbed my neck in the form of a chokehold when the song went, “Show me what you’d do to me.” I rolled my eyes seductively as I slowly opened my mouth, ensuring my body wasn’t the only thing doing the talking. “She’d make a good fuck,” one of the masked Doms said as he l

Then she started twerking, her cheeks clapping together with each awkward bounce. Mr. Calvin’s cock stiffened instantly at the sight of her jiggling flesh. “Faster.” She grimaced but obeyed, hips popping quicker, the rhythm burning her thighs. Minutes dragged like hours. Unknowingly to her, Mr. Calvin took his phone, and began to take videos of her. “Spread those cheeks wide, and don’t stop twerking,” he commanded. Megan’s throat tightened as she forced her trembling hands to her ass, prying the cheeks apart while her hips kept popping in a relentless twerk.

It was another wet erotic dream but this time, we were at the BDSM club. I didn't know when I had slept off but I swear that I was enjoying this. "Is that how to twerk, uh?" He grasped my neck, his face as stoic as ever. "Don't you see Nicki Minaj shakes her butty in her music videos? Do it the same way!" I added more energy and twerked my round ass over Alessandro's dick, my butt hitting his thick shaft each second. "Faster!" He said and I twerk more faster, thrusting in more energy. The sound of my body slamming against his kept making 'phah phah' sound.