Spit Swapping Novels & Stories

As my back slammed into the hard marble tabletop, the pain left me unable to get up for a moment. The middle-aged man coughed harshly, trying to catch his breath. His voice was hoarse and laced with fury as he spat curses. Unsatisfied, he approached again and delivered a heavy kick to my abdomen. I curled up, my face contorted in agony. It felt as if all my internal organs had been displaced. "Take a good look at the report." He threw two documents from the coffee table onto my face, his gaze from above filled with disgust and disdain as if I were some filthy creature. "My job here is done. I'll take my leave."

“You need to mark me, Sparks. You need to…” He doesn’t wait for more instruction. As his canines pierce the tender flesh of my neck, we explode together, his seed filling me, lubricating our passion as we ride through wave after wave of pure, unfiltered bliss. “Mine!” I scream, watching in wonder as the spell forms a solid grid, bright green light blending with my own shining blue. “Mate, mine!” “Mate,” Hawthorne grunts as he fills me again. “Mine.”

She said, “Spit between them.” He worked up his saliva and spit. She rubbed them up and down together. She spread them again. “Spit more.” He spit again and she rubbed. Martha turned and bent over in front of Susan. Davis watched her ass spread in the red dress. It rode up until he saw the very hint of her shaved pussy peeking out from under the end of the dress. “Spit.” Susan did. “Come on. I saw you do better than that. Don’t make me ram that cock down your throat again to get the spit I need.”

Spurt after spurt after spurt sprayed into her twitching pussy sending Sara into another series of orgasmic spasms. It didn't seem like I would ever stop spewing. Cum oozed out from around my cock and splattered Jessie's face. She lifted her head and licked it directly from my thrusting shaft and Sara's dripping pussy. I drained the final drops from my balls and pulled out. My cock was immediately replaced by my daughter's mouth. She licked and sucked the massive load from Sara's cunt.

“Spit.” She obeys. Her spit warms my palm. I coat my shaft with the moisture, my control rapidly slipping away, my skin burning alive from being this fucking close to her. I run the tip of my dick against her slick lips, savouring the sight of us about to be joined. I didn't even need the spit. She’s so fucking wet. She moans as I slide the head up and down, lubricating myself with her wetness. I slip in to get a taste.

“Your ass needs preparation. My cock is huge. I don’t want to hurt you. I’ll only fuck you with the tip at first. Just the head. Nice and slow. You let me know if it gets too much, okay? You tell daddy if it hurts.” I moaned at his words, my pussy clenching hard around his cock. The idea of it—of him being so careful but still so dirty—made me even wetter. “Yes, daddy. I’m sure. I want it. Just the tip… please.” He pulled out of my pussy slow, his cock glistening and shiny with my juices and the cum he’d already put in me. I felt empty for a second, my pussy fluttering around nothing. Then he spit right on my asshole—warm, wet spit dripping down over the tight hole. He rubbed the thick head

We had struggled through thick and thin, and just this year, our company had finally started to hit its stride, with revenues crossing the 10-million mark. What a "true love" she had—coming back only when our company became successful! Just as I was thinking this, the screen flickered again, revealing two new lines of text. [The soul-swap system has been activated. You may designate two individuals to swap souls. [Available subjects: Declan, Camilla. Do you wish to swap their souls? Yes. No.] I couldn't wait to see what would happen once the "dream girl" got a taste of Declan's life—his body, his wealth. I'd love to see if she still believed in "true love" then.

Oh fuck He slides his fingers down my folds and he takes my wetness and starts wrapping it against his tip. I moan watching him do so. He looks so focused as he continues to move his hand up and down his cock. He looks back up at me and then my lips "Spit on my cock Nina," he says and I'm taken aback. Wait do people just do that? I mean I'm going to but wow. I rise up and he brings his tip close to my lips. Spitting on his dick he groans and he starts stroking his dick. Light moans coming out of his perfect mouth

Mia worked my cock with her mouth, covering my Johnson with her saliva. She showed Brooke and me how she loved giving sloppy head. My cock dripped with her spit. “Now put it back between her tits and fuck them like you fucked mine,” moaned Mia. One hand went straight to her cunt and the other to Brooke’s cunt. My cock returned to Brooke’s cleavage. The amount of spit that Mia had coated my boner with was amazing and a great lubricant for me to screw Brooke’s tits. Brooke had her fingers crossed as she held her breasts around my pumping cock. “Screw my tits. Force-feed your cock to my meaty tits. I pounded Brooke’s tits like a madman.

"You did let me down. But it doesn't matter anymore. I don't need your apology." Suddenly, Stephanie rushed forward, her eyes shot through with blood vessels. "What the hell are you acting so smug for? Do you think you're suddenly royalty just because you found a rich foster father? You're still the same ugly, stupid peasant you've always been! You're just garbage that your own parents didn't want and threw out with the trash!" She then whipped her hand back, aiming a vicious slap at my face. I didn't even flinch. I just looked her dead in the eye and said quietly, "Move another inch, and I will have security throw you out."