The Wrangler Queen Porn Novels & Stories

I lower myself onto him, and a deep groan escapes him. “Where the fuck is ya underwear, Queenie?” he mutters, his eyes blazing with lust. I smirk, pulling the underwear out from my bra. “I saved them for later,” I whisper against his lips, then kiss him deeply as I start moving my hips, setting a rhythm that has us both lost in the moment.

I moaned loudly and started riding him, my tits bouncing in his face. Ryan moved behind me and pushed back into my ass. Once again I was double stuffed, riding Tyler’s cock while Ryan pounded my ass from behind. The fullness was overwhelming. Jake and Alex stood on either side of me. I turned my head left and right, sucking one cock then the other, drooling all over them while my body bounced between Tyler and Ryan. My hand stayed glued between my legs, rubbing my clit frantically. “Fuck, she’s still so tight,” Ryan groaned, spanking my ass hard as he destroyed my hole.

Long limbs untangled themselves from the other two as the busty blonde smiled salaciously at Alina, her large, full breasts undulating as she sauntered ever closer. " I smell your sweet juices, my Queen, now open your legs and let me lick you clean." Laughing lustfully, Alina unclasped the simple clip holding her garment together, and wiggled slightly, sighing as it slithered to the floor. Gwen was on her knees in an instant, pulling her underwear down and the Queen stepped out of them gracefully before standing with her legs wide enough to give Gwen free access to her hot, moist slit. The confident blonde moaned at the carnal sight, burying her head as far as she could as her tongue darted

He was gripping her waist while he was banging her behind. In every thrust he made, the woman’s breast would bounce up and down. Sharp moans and whimpers escaped her mouth in every hard thrust. She liked it. She could feel him filling her so deep from that position. She even bucked her buttocks and hips up to meet his every thrust. The woman was screaming in pleasure while the man was telling her, “Bear my child, bear my werewolf’s child.” On the other hand, in prison cell number three, the woman was riding the man like a cowgirl. He grabbed her by the waist while the girl was clinging around his neck. She was moving her hips up and down on top of him. They were both drowning themselves in e

Pausing momentarily to readjust, I resume my rhythmic movements, eliciting a symphony of moans and screams from her, a perfect blend of pleasure and pain. Out of the corner of my vision, I notice Quinton engaged in an intense act with the other girl. She is positioned on all fours, clutching onto the bed, unable to resist the powerful thrusts he delivers. With a shared smile, we celebrate our connection by exchanging a high five. As we firmly grasp the girls' hips, we thrust as deeply as possible, causing our knots to lock behind their pelvic bones, resulting in their screams and futile attempts to escape.

The quilt fell on the floor, revealing her nakedness. Looking at her nudity, I felt like something deep within me had come to life. I took a deep gulp. It wasn't a new thing to me for I slept with plenty of women in the past, but— Oh no! I had to suppress this feeling. No way that I would get attracted to a certified playgirl. After putting on my dress I hurriedly left the suite and went back to the villa. While on my way, my cellphone rang and it was my best friend Alex, a Beta of my pack. I pressed the call accept button and turned on the loudspeaker.

"I've got some news you might want to hear. Rumors are spreading underground." I didn't respond, just raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. He leaned in slightly. "The Queen of the West is making moves. Word is, she's opening her own big-shot hotel, here in Manhattan." My entire body tensed at that, my mind snapping into focus. The Queen of the West—this mysterious woman who had been creeping into my territory, disrupting operations without leaving a trace of her identity. We still had no name, no face. Just whispers.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

My fingers find the hem of his henley, pulling it up to feel the hard, toned muscles of his stomach. We're a mess of hands and mouths and grinding hips, and I'm just reaching for his belt when— "OH MY GOD, YOU TWO ARE DISGUSTING!" The door bursts open. Queenie storms in like a hurricane in stilettos, her eyes bright with excitement, completely unbothered by the fact that she's just interrupted us in a very compromising position. "Queenie, what the fuck—" Knox starts. "Nope! Don't care! Get up!" She's practically vibrating with energy, grabbing my arm and trying to pull me off Knox's lap. "You can fuck each other's brains out later. Right now, you both need to get dressed because we are NOT m

Her body was in fire and she needed a release for the third time. " Ummm.........." Orni whimpered crawling her hands on the bed when he shoved a buttplug inside her anus. He didn't use any lubricant and this time her body couldn't refuse the pain. Sprouting some foul words VR shoved his dick inside her in one go. Not before wrapping a condom around his shaft. He doesn't want to bring any kind of disturbance now. Moreover, he doesn't want a child from her knowing whose daughter she is. " Moan bitch, why are you quiet?" VR growled slapping her asscheeks.