The Grind Is Real の小説・ストーリー

Her fingers crawl through my body as she grinds beneath me. A moan escapes my parted lips as I grind harder. Our hands play with each other's bodies. She reaches for my panty, and we both take it off. I send her lying back on the bed, our clit meets. With my fingers wrap around her neck, I grind my clit on hers, fucking her hard. The sensation is crazy as she grinds beneath me like a beast. We grip ourselves, crying and grinding hard. “Please, don’t let go of me,” her lips quiver as she begs.

My ass pushed out and he was right there again grinding his bulge slowly against my bare slit, this time the head of his cock pressing right along my wet folds through the fabric. The pressure made my clit throb harder and my tits swung heavy under the useless apron. “Shit… it’s rubbing right on my pussy now,” I whispered, my voice cracking. My thighs trembled and I had to grip the cabinet to stay upright. Every slow grind sent sparks up my spine and I could feel my walls fluttering like they were trying to suck him in even though he was still zipped up. Marcus leaned down his breath hot on my neck. “Good. That’s exactly where I want it. Grind back harder Elena. Show me how much you need thi

He ground against me, riding out his release, his groans mixing with the crowd's cheers. Instead of pulling out, Zade began to roll of his hips. Every thick inch dragged against my oversensitive walls, stirring the mess of his cum and my slick into a filthy, wet glide. The slow grind kept me stretched and full, never letting the ache fade, never letting my body come down.

My pussy convulsed around his thick cock, milking him, begging for his release. "You feel that, you greedy little whore?" he growled, lips on my shoulder, teeth scraping hard. "That's my dick rearranging your insides. Making space." His voice was feral, laced with obsession and dark lust. "This tight, dripping cunt was made to be destroyed by me." Then he started to grind. Not thrust - grind. Deep. Cruel. Circular. His cock twisted inside me, dragging across every abused nerve, while his pelvis crushed my clit with each cruel roll.

Zach groaned, stroking his hard cock as he watched us. I gasped sharply the moment our pussies made contact. It was hot, slippery, and messy. Our swollen clits rubbed together perfectly as we started grinding slowly. The obscene, wet sounds of our juices mixing filled the room. “Oh my god…” Tess moaned, rolling her hips against mine. Her slick folds slid against my own, our combined cum from Zach’s cum making everything slippery and filthy. Zach knelt beside us, eyes glued to the sight. “That’s it. Grind those greedy little cunts together. Let me see how wet you both get for me.”

Did I won! Omg, I never thought that he is this weak. I was just getting started and he's backing up already? I thought that he's a beast when it comes to like this? Isn't he an expert in this field? Well, you know, since there are a lot of girls that he had...uhm...f-fucked. I wonder how he does it with his girls before. I expected more from him! He grunted in exasperation when I continued what I was doing—teasing him. I grinned widely at him as I moved my face closer to his.

Two more groups presented and the next group was "Anna Peterson and Harry Pace!" Kavinsky and Kaylee cheered them up more than everyone as they moved forward. "What we have here, is just to explain the concept of gravity...", Anna started and when she was done, Harry picked it up from where she left it and continued. After they were done, they presented again with their project, to show how it works. "A C4!", the teacher shouted again and they went back to their seats. It was a common project he had seen over the years, so he was not that impressed.

He stopped, closed his eyes and slowly drew in air, and had them out when his lungs had it maximum capacity at hand. He first turned to Devon, and deadpanned, then he made another turn the opposite way, and walked to the gym's exit. He left the gym, and for some reason, Devon was not entirely surprised. Many were stunned. Mr Grundy had the "I told you so" look swimming all around his face... He couldn't hide it. Devon simply crash landed a sigh, and thought of how stupid he must have made Adrian feel for imposing on his person with such a request.