Tara Yummy Hot Novels & Stories

Tara kneels beside us and plays with Lana’s breasts, pinching her nipples. After a while I feel the need for something even wilder, I make them change into a hot threesome position. I tell Tara to lie on her back on the floor, then I have Lana get on all fours above Tara in a sixty-nine position, but with Lana’s pussy directly over Tara’s mouth. Lana lowers herself so Tara can eat her out properly.

She felt something behind her and then felt her buttocks being spread slightly and realized that Alannah was going to eat her pussy from behind while she sucked Jack's cock. "Oh fuck yes Alannah, you lezzie slut queer, eat my cunt bitch, while I suck our man's cock. Hear that Jack, you fucking stud? Your woman is a pervert and so is her daughter and we're yours now, you're never getting rid of us. Oh God, I love this cock, I love Mummy's tongue, this is everything I fucking dreamed of and more!" Tara groaned before she resumed sucking. Jack took in the erotic sights and sounds of it all and he thought he'd died and gone to heaven. He loved hearing a woman talk dirty, but having it be Tara wa

Taylor obeyed, her cheeks flushed, eyes flicking toward her sister. Tara let out a sharp cry when Amarok’s mouth finally met her core. He kissed her over her panties, then yanked them aside with one hand and plunged his tongue deep between her folds. Tara screamed, hips jerking, thighs clenching around his head. “Hmm—Amarok!” she gasped. He groaned against her, tongue pushing deeper, dragging her body to the edge again and again. Her fingers gripped the chair, her head flung back as she trembled.

he purred, “cum for me.” I threw back my head as a cry erupted from my lips. My blood was tingling. My head was singing. This was so so good. My vision was hazy as I pinned my eyes on Desmond. "You've never fucked me like this, baby. I want to see you pump that cock for me.” Desmond swallowed hard, one hand drifting down to palm his aching erection through his pants. I smirked at the movement. “Yes, that's it.” He whipped his engorged cock from its restraints and I gagged at the beauty of it.

He traced the outline with the tip of his tongue before growling, "Come now, Rachel. Right now." His arm wrapped around her and his hand slid down between her thighs, seeking and finding her swollen clit, pinching it just enough to send her flying over the edge. As her climax exploded, Gabe shouted her name, pushed hard into her rectum and held himself rigid as his cock pulsed again and again inside its latex sheath.

“You’re spending a lot of time with those boys lately.” Tamara smiled innocently. “I'm just helping, Sir.” Richard eyed her and walked away angrily. That night, after Richard’s usual disappointing two-minute fuck, Tamara went to the bathroom and masturbated furiously. She imagined her fingers on the boys’ hard, sweaty chests, their strong bodies pressing against her. She came hard, biting her lip to stay quiet, shocked at how much she was starting to crave more. The respectable principal’s slutty wife was slowly waking up.

There was a leather bound notebook of some sort peeping out of it. Pretending not to see anything, I took another bite as we ate in silence. The exquisite dessert inside got my juices flowing. I cut another small piece and put it in my mouth and hummed. It tasted even better than my mother's cooking. Vicky laughed. "Good?" "Beyond good," I replied. "I haven't had lobster like this in years." "Either that, or you're just starving." "It's like you know me," I teased before taking another mouthful.

Rylee said sweetly, tilting her head to one side, "is both an aphrodisiac and a paralytic…enough to flood your body with desire, but just enough weakness that you can't fight back." His breathing quickened. His body tingled. He tried to rise, but his legs wouldn’t cooperate. "You're insane," he said through gritted teeth. She clapped her hands twice. The door opened. Five women walked in. Each one tall, poised, and wrapped in velvet and sin. Women from Velvet Flame. Zena was among them…tattooed, leather corset, legs for days. She chewed gum and gave Cameron a sultry once-over. "Rylee, you bad girl…" she purred with a dark chuckle.

Her two fingers were inside her tunnel while her eyes were seductively looking at the camera. The photo was attached with a message, "I want you to fuck me hard again." He felt the erection of his manhood due to the intense heat he felt in his body because of what she sent. He felt uncomfortable. He wants to go to her but how about Laila? Is it okay to leave her wife for a moment?

Already soaked. Him stepped forward first—cock thick and heavy, veins standing out. He rubbed the head through my folds, coating himself, then pushed into my pussy slow, inch by burning inch. Full. Stretching. I moaned low. Mara moved behind—her strap was gone tonight. Instead, she wore nothing below the waist, a thick silicone double-ender strapped tight, one end buried deep in her own pussy, the other jutting forward like a second cock. She slicked it with more lube, pressed the head against my ass. Pushed.