Speedo Sex Stories Novels & Stories

"What would you say your relationship with Sheldon was like?" I shrugged. "We acted like any average couple. We would both work most days, but we talked when we were free at nights and went out on weekends. We would have the occasional sex every month but we were pretty normal" He raised his eyes from his pad to look at me. "You had sex once a month?" He asked, though I didn't see how that helped the situation but I nodded nonetheless. He dropped his eyes back to his notes again with a ghost smile on his lips.

Adrian held me, slowly pumping in and out as I rode the waves of yet another breathtaking orgasm. I barely recovered when I was picked up and bent over the bed. I didn't realize when my lips tilted up in a naughty smile. Doggie-style was my favorite. Lucas grinned, his eyes charming. “Somebody is having a lot of fun.” “Oh yeah, I am.” I mewled, bending over properly. Adrian laid down in front of me, such that I was between his legs and just above his erection. One behind, one in front… two holes filled.

"In my defence, he had the sexiest voice I've ever heard in my life. And he was amazing at talking dirty. Better than me!" ‎Having heard my dirty talking abilities, Zach looked sceptical. "Really?" ‎I nodded again, my head bobbing up and down like a fishing float. "He said things like...like spread yourself open and you're such a good girl for me. He completely took control." I leaned closer to him as if someone might overhear our conversation. "He told me to force my clit out of it's hood because he didn't want it hiding when I fucked myself. I mean, most guys don't even know what a clit hood is!"

Uncontrollable tears streamed down my face as I stared at the numerous photos spread out on Mr Voss's million dollar table at his penthouse. Photos of Daniel fucking a woman in his car—the one I fucking bought for him. Photos of him kissing her. Photos of him taking her in all different positions in the car. Photos of his face scrunched up in pleasure, his mouth open, his skin glistening with sweat and I couldn't help the tears that kept rolling down my cheeks no matter how many times I told them to stop.

They locked the door behind me and left. I sat on the edge of the mattress, heart pounding, when the door opened again. Vincenzo stepped in wearing only black pants, chest bare, tattoos shifting under the low lights. “On the bed, Leo. Face up. Legs spread.” I moved without thinking. My body already knew what he wanted. I lay back, knees falling open, cock twitching even though I tried to fight the pull. He grabbed a black bag from the nightstand and dumped out a thick dildo, a vibrating plug, and lube. “You’re not fighting anymore, are you?” His voice was rough as he climbed between my legs. “Look at you. Already wet for me.”

“A little sore but in a really good way. It feels warm and full and kind of tingly still. I like feeling you inside me even when you’re not fully hard.” My fingertip brushed over his nipple and I felt his cock twitch again. “I never knew sex could make me hungry for more. I want to keep going already.” He groaned low and tilted my chin up so our eyes met. “Greedy girl. I like this new bold side of you, Sophie. Tell me something while my cock is still sitting in your cum-filled pussy. How long have you actually been having these dirty thoughts about your stepdad? Don’t lie to me.”

Zoe stopped asking. She told me about, losing her virginity, without a lot of graphic detail. Didn't matter her nipples poked out while she was telling the tale, must have been some fun there. Told me more about the married guy and the next one. I could tell they were good. The stories got a bit more graphic. I got hard. Pulled my chair closer to the table. She squirmed in her chair and those nipples made a return. She paused. "So, what do you like to do?"

Victor groaned softly, using one hand to thread through my hair as I took him back into my mouth. I sucked him with slow, deliberate devotion, swirling my tongue around the sensitive head before sliding deeper. The taste of us together was intoxicating — forbidden and addictive. I bobbed my head, relaxing my throat to take more of his impressive length. Saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth, running down my chin and onto my breasts. Victor’s fingers tightened in my hair, guiding my rhythm as I worshipped his cock with my lips and tongue.

"Yeah, let's go. Make it our anniversary gift." We stumbled out of the club into the humid night air, Jessica sandwiched between us, her dress hiked up so high I could see the curve of her ass cheeks. Richard called an Uber, and as soon as the black SUV pulled up, we piled in him in the back with Jessica on his lap, me squeezed in beside them. The driver glanced back, smirking, but said nothing as Jessica wasted no time. "Drive fast," she purred, already grinding her soaked thong against Richard's bulge. Her hands yanked his pants lower, freeing that huge cock again, and she lifted her hips, shoving her panties aside to sink down onto him.

fucking more loudly. He started fucking me with full force now. When I did it with my husband we only tried on position and it ended in a minute but not with Sanju. He was fucking me like 15 minutes straight. He teached me different styles and positions like [mesilory, doggystyle, cowgirl, 360, 69] After 25 minutes he was about to discharge his bullet and he was trying to put out his gun but I just wrapped back him with my legs and I asked him to keep hitting, because this was the purpose that I want to make sure that I wanna be pregnant.