Straddling Someone's Hips Novels & Stories

My hips jerk involuntarily, my own cock aching, trapped against my thigh. The stranger groans, his grip brutal as he fucks my face in rough, uneven thrusts, his balls slapping against my chin with every snap of his hips. Beside me, Scott whimpers, his own mouth stuffed full. I can hear the wet, sloppy sounds of him struggling, the gagging noises he can’t suppress. Cory’s breathing is ragged, his body trembling as another cock pistons slams in and out of his lips. The woman moves between us, her heels clicking, her whip tracing patterns over our backs, our asses, the backs of our thighs. Once in a while she leans down, her lips brushing our ears as she murmurs filthy things .

His movements made me really like to keep moving as well. My body led astray side to side, in perfect sync to the upbeat. He settled his hands on my hips, managing to keep our bodies next to each other. I enticed my hips fractionally and elongated my back, reclining the back of my head on his chest. As his body heated up and encapsulated me even more, he seems to really enjoy what I was doing. My behind touched his groin area ever so faintly as my hip bones shifted. In reaction, his brace on my hips intensified. "Oh, you seem to want to tantalize, don't you?" He has spoken to my ears in a hushed tone.

Jax spotted her from the front, but his version of spotting involved standing close enough that every time she dropped down, her face came level with the growing bulge in his shorts. “Ass back, chest up. Eyes on me.” His hand rested on her lower back, then slid lower, cupping her ass cheek as she rose. “Squeeze it at the top. Really activate that glutes.” Sophia moaned softly on the tenth rep, thighs burning, pussy soaked. Jax noticed. “You making those pretty noises already? We’re just getting started, babe.” The teasing escalated during partner stretches. He had her on her back, one leg extended up against his shoulder as he leaned in, deepening the stretch. His hard cock pressed directly

Ander picks the one with more girth. He goes back to his previous position, this time plays with his nipples as he waits for me. Even though I worked on opening him, I don't want to take any chances. I properly coat the dildo it's almost slippery and turn back to him. I stare at Ander on his back, needy for me. Never in a million years would I have thought this would happen. "Do it Vicky. Make me feel good," he says as he spreads his legs even wider. I have one hand on his pulsing cock and the other positions the dildo right at his entrance. He gasps when he feels it there, and as I start to push in, a strangled sound comes from his throat.

I whine rocking my hips against him, as I roll and move my hips around his cock, anytime I think his cock is about to slip inside of me he pulls back and shifts his hips away from me, stopping me from taking exactly what I want. I cry out in protest moving my hips again, as I sit down deeper, pressing the head of his cock against my clit swirling my hips as I moan in adoration as my wetness leaks into his length. He moves suddenly, and I barely have time to brace myself. One second I’m straddling his lap, naked, heat pressed to heat , the next his hands tighten around my hips and he lifts me as if I weigh nothing. A sharp gasp leaves me, more from the unexpected shift than fear, my fingers d

I wondered. I nibbled on his chin, making him buck up his hip and of course for his hardness to rub against me. I hurriedly took off the short grown I was putting on Gosh he was so hot. And I was so wet. "I'm finally going to give you what you've been begging for," I gasp, rolling my hips over him to feel him. He felt so good. It's kind of strange actually, I have straddle him before but it has never urged me to feel so incredible or want more.

I only got a few minutes of this treatment before she backed away again. I wasn't sure what she was up to, until she climbed forward and put her knee next to my left thigh, and straddling me, she placed her other knee beside my right thigh. I grabbed her hips and roughly pulled her forward, until her hot crotch was firmly pressed against my very stiff cock.

It felt as though it was exactly what I needed until the day he let me straddle him. With my knees at his sides and his hard member inside of me, I rocked my hips back and forth, steadily. Our bodies were coated with light sweat, entangled in a gratifying embrace. I threw my head back, my loose hair kissing the small of my back as I planted one hand on his hard abs, the other wrapped around his wrist as he squeezed my breast firmly. The other guided my hips, and he grunted lowly, his moans mixing with my pleasurable one as I felt myself quickly approaching my climax.

I bury myself deep, my hips stuttering as I empty inside him, my cum filling him up, marking him from the inside out. But we’re not done. "Nghhhh, ohhhh, ahhhh" Adrian moaned loudly. I pull out slowly, my cock still half-hard, and flip him onto his back again. “Ride me,” I order, my voice rough. He doesn’t hesitate. He straddles my hips, sinking down onto my cock with a shuddering moan, his hands braced on my chest. The new position lets him control the pace, his hips rolling in slow, deep circles that have my eyes rolling back.

Silence pressed in. She climbed into the front—gown hiking up her thighs as she straddled him. Knees braced on either side of his hips, silk pooling around them. His bulge was already straining against his trousers—thick, hard, obvious. She ground down—slow roll of her hips—dragging her bare, slick heat along the ridge of him through the fabric. He groaned—low, guttural—hands clamping on her hips, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise tomorrow.