Squeeze Me Novels & Stories

No crazy grinding, purely controlled motion. Her hands press down upon my chest, holding me again. She is on top, in control. "You will push when I tell you," she orders. I obey, panting. She lifts up, almost off, then back down solid. The squeeze follows—her pussy walls close around my base, squeezing in waves. It's mechanical, programmed spasms. First the opening clutches, then further in, rippling towards the end. "Push now," she commands.

I squeezed my inner muscles around him inside, feeling him throb and swell even more. "Yes... keep going just like that. Don't stop," he said, thrusting up to meet me. His hips bucked hard, driving deeper. I felt him get close as he grabbed my boobs, squeezing hard. His rough fingers pinched and rolled my nipples, sending sharp jolts of pleasure-pain through my body. "I'm so close... I'm cumming.."

bitchy. "I forgot to bring my wallet," said Alan. "Tu, kebo, ask to pay him," said Juna. "Who did you say kebo?" Gibraltar Snapped. "I?" he asked self-appointed. "Yes," Juna chilled. "You thousand-faced ketos," said Gibral. "Can place yourself, wow," said Alan. "Clever," said Juna. "I'll go first," he said goodbye. Juna walked away while her two friends were still busy playing worm games. Juna accelerated his pace, he felt very sorry for Aiys. Arriving at the park, Juna immediately widened her eyes. Looking for a person who makes his heart always feel uncomfortable ..

He’s just as overcome with passion as I am. I cry out, “Oh Emmett! Emmett, fuck yes!” He grips his arms under my legs, reaching around and tightly squeezing my ass, as his long dick slides in and out of me. He thrusts hard and deep but pulls out so slowly each time – sending ripples of sensation through my entire body.

he commands. He grabs my knees and shoves them back toward my chest, pinning me into a tight, helpless ball on the desk. He doesn't go for a slow entry this time. He lunges. He slams into me with the force of a battering ram, his hardness stretching me so wide I feel the air leave my lungs in a silent scream.

I cursed under my breath as soon as I felt her tightness around hardness. I slid my right hand under her left leg and pulled it up a little to gain more access inside her core, I increased my phase and started trusting rapidly as a result her scream grew louder and louder with my every shove, seeing which I hastily withdraw my hand from her leg and used it to shred her ‘Meadow cafe’ t-shirt along with her black laced bra and roughly pulled her left blossom and started squeezing it.

I won’t mark Bram, and I’d rather die than let him have sex with me. “No!” I thrash away from Bram, throwing my body onto the floor. The pain is so much that I can’t run. I’m stuck here. Bram joins me on the floor, kneeling next to me. He grabs my face in one of his hands, squeezing my cheeks so tight, my lips are forced into a pout.

Halfway in, he was panting, sweat soaking through his shirt, but he rocked back, urging me on. 'More... deeper, Liam. Fill me up.' I groaned low, the sound rumbling from my chest. 'Oh shit, you're squeezing me so tight.' Finally, I bottomed out, my hips flush against his cheeks, my balls pressing snug against his taint. The fullness was overwhelming; I could feel his inner walls pulsing around me, adjusting to the invasion. I held still for a beat, just savoring it—the way his heat enveloped me, the slight tremor in his legs.

“Squeeze my cock just like that. Milk me while I ruin this perfect hole.” I obeyed as best as I could, clenching around him on every thrust. The pressure inside me built unbearably—coiling tighter and tighter in my gut, my balls drawing up tight. My arms burned from being stretched above my head, the leather biting into my wrists, but the discomfort only sharpened the pleasure.

It went into Suzanne’s consciousness and saw flashes of Suzanne’s memories. There was Tom, his mouth grazing the base of Suzanne’s neck as his hand squeezed her breasts provocatively through her satin robe. Suzanne had moaned as Tom pulled back the edge of the robe to expose one side of her breast. Suzanne had gyrated her thigh against Tom, wishing for him to take her there and then. Such pleasure. Such ecstasy.