Stranded Sex Story Novels & Stories

That was enough for Steven to stop and watch as I was dragged into the room by Jeremy, ignoring my pleading gaze. Jeremy pushed me onto the bed, pinning me down, his hands fumbling with my clothes. "Make babies! Make babies with my honey!" He stripped off his clothes, his pale, flabby body pressing down on me. I felt so disgusted that I wanted to throw up, yet no matter how much I hit him, it didn't seem to faze him at all. On top of everything, my injured leg was in so much pain that I couldn't move it. Outside, loud music blasted—a tradition when our group of friends gathered.

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

Ava The room smelled like sex — sweat, cum, and my own juices soaked into the sheets. My body was still twitching from the last orgasm, legs weak and trembling, but the four men surrounding me looked far from finished. Their eyes were dark, chests heaving, cocks still hard and glistening with a mix of my wetness and their previous loads. “Round two, our sweet whore,” Kai growled, grabbing my ankles and yanking my legs wide open again. “We’re not stopping until you can’t even speak.”

He started moving his dick slowly in and out and he hit the bottom a few minutes later. The mature woman was tight and his dick felt so good in her lonely pussy. She began riding him with her pussy on fire. “Now, you will have to cum outside because I am not on the pill and Marcia’s father had a vasectomy,” she said. Santos just nodded even if he did not understand her. He could not understand such a woman fucking a young man without protection asking him not to shoot inside her. Gabriella began bouncing on his dick up and down with his cock hitting her cervix each time she came down. She was lost in the sensation as she shut her eyes. Santos knew that he would not last long since his had no

Though this time, I insisted on condomizing my mamba. We tried different styles I had never even tried with all my other strafees. She was the one initiating them all. **Dis babe dey act mojo for jand???** Three hours later, with two c*ums for me and several for her, I was f*uccking exhausted. She was still stroking my mamba, hoping to call it to action, but I knew it had gone on vacation. **Ah an, you wan kill me ni???** Seeing her innocent face, one would never know she was a sex maniac, at least I never did. I wondered the kind of straffing she had in Jand.

“Then again—three weeks ago. On the work trip.” Shela let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh. “I read stories like this. I just never thought I’d be living one.” Her eyes hardened. “So you cheated. That’s why you broke up.” Ziah hesitated. “Partially. Yes. But not only that.” Shela frowned. “What do you mean?” “I caught him kissing someone outside his condo,” Ziah said quietly. “The girl admitted they had a one-night stand.” She exhaled. “So I ended it. Without telling him the truth.”

“What do you think you've done?” At Yasmine's stunned reply, the woman went on, “Seducing our husbands with your wanton body and inappropriate attires.” “I actually saw Jared masturbating to a picture of her on his phone yesterday,” said another woman, shaking her head. “I wonder where he got it from.” “No doubt the whore must have sent it to him.” replied the previous woman before reaching it and squeezing Yasmine's nipples through her clothes. “Ahhh,” the girl screamed in pain. “You'll be screaming more than that when we're through with you. Grab her, ladies.”

I ran my fingers through my hair once more, trying to get as much volume as I could. I strutted down to the main living space of the house where myself and the three other women working this Friday night gathered. I sat down on the oversized couch. Here we would sit as the gentlemen callers would enter and choose the woman he wanted to spend his evening with. After payment with Dominic we would disappear to do whatever activity the man had paid for. Surprisingly, not all men came for the sex. Some, though rare, would simply be looking for a female companion to talk to. Most would prefer an activity such as dinner, a massage, or a dip in the hot tub before moving to the bedroom for sex. Sex w

TITLE: My Mom & I Introduction: Busty mom and well-hung son go on a cross country road trip. Hi Guys, This story describes the adventures of a busty mom and her well-hung son, both of them blessed with incredible sexual endurance. If that's not your cup of tea, please look elsewhere—I wouldn't want to disappoint you. Please note: This story contains a lot of erotic scenes. Readers discretion is advised. Enjoy.... ********* "Are you sure you guys are going to be okay?" Hal Preston asked his wife and son.

My wealthy parents, Derek Miller and Veronica Wright, worry that my brother Wilbur Miller and I will abuse our power and status. To prevent this, they assign us to their aviation company, forcing us to work the longest and most exhausting flights. During one flight to Kampland, a riot breaks out in the country, and the return flight is canceled. I call Mom and Dad, begging them to send a plane to bring Wilbur and me home, but they rebuke me coldly. "William Miller, fearlessness in the face of danger is the most basic quality of a flight attendant! Stop thinking about running away from your problems! You will return only when that return flight does." Desperate, Wilbur and I pull every st