Thigh Riding Novels & Stories

He flipped me around roughly, lifting me onto the couch so I was on my back with my legs spread wide and my ass at the very edge. “Hold your legs open,” he ordered, his voice thick with lust. “I want to watch your face while I breed this sloppy cunt.” I grabbed the backs of my knees and pulled my legs wide apart, completely exposing my ruined, dripping pussy to him. Mr. Thompson stepped between my thighs, rubbing the fat, veiny head of his cock up and down my slick, messy slit. He slapped it hard against my swollen clit a few times, making me jolt and moan.

A moan escaped me, loud and unrestrained. 'Oh God, fuck... you're so big... splitting me open.' Bottoming out, I ground my hips, clit rubbing against his base. Then I started riding, cowgirl style, breasts bouncing wildly as I lifted and slammed down. Slap, slap, slap... the sound of skin on skin echoed, mixed with our gasps. His hands gripped my ass, spanking hard, the sting making me clench around him. 'Take it, you naughty bitch. Ride that cock like you own it.'

he gasps, and I bite his thigh, hard, leaving marks. Standing, I shed my corset, letting it fall, my breasts bare, nipples hard in the chill air. I climb onto the rack, straddling his hips, and sink onto his cock in one swift motion, the stretch making me moan. The ice tendrils release him, slithering to my clit, vibrating against it as I ride him, hard and fast. The rack creaks, chains rattling, and I grab his throat, squeezing just enough to make his eyes widen.

He looked like a hot meal! “ I love to be fucked on the bare ground, “ Thane began, laying on the floor. “ Red, come fuck me first. “ Lindy was pleased, “ My pleasure. “ She sat on top of Thane's erected dick and commenced riding him. Lindy brought her A game, she had been riding strangers cocks in the club, she knew how to please men. What they loved was the rolling and bouncing on the dick, another trick lindy learnt was to tighten her vagina walls from the inside while she fucked him. The smaller the space, the more the men were mind blown.

He grabbed both breasts and rubbed her nipples with his thumb. She placed her hands on his chest and began to ride him like a horse. She was fast and wild. She was to furious that the beg were shaking. With the rate as which she was riding him, he knew that he wasn't going to last long. He pounded up into her as she came down on him.

I sank down onto it in one slow continuous motion, the stretch forcing a long broken moan from my throat. “Ohh fuck… Daddy…” “Ride it. Show me how much you still need.” I started to move. With my hands bound I could only use my thighs and hips. I rolled and lifted and dropped down hard, taking every thick inch over and over. Continuous high needy sounds poured out of me. The wet slap of my cunt taking his cock filled the living room. Thorne’s hands gripped my burning ass and helped me slam down harder. His mouth closed over one nipple and sucked in firm rhythmic pulls while I rode him.

It is warm inside her. I nuzzled my face into her crook as I began to move, still gripping her leg to my back and the other one locking her hands above her head. I lifted her other leg as well and made her legs lock to my waist as I began to thrust faster while I looked at her shining pearly tears coming out of her eyes while her lips pressed into a thin line as she bore the pain. For her sake, I began to ride slowly but with rotation t, thrusts as I massaged her inner core with my shaft.

My thighs tensed as I held my breath, waiting to adjust to the deep pulse throbbing inside me. He thrust into me, his sack slapping against my ass cheeks so they rippled. His hip bones bumped mine as he ground in deep circles, mashing against my prostate until I leaked heavily, the fluid flooding down my thighs. He pulled out slowly, dragging along my walls and milking my cock until it throbbed emptily. His hand stroked me in time with his building pace. His thrusts snapped harder, the loud smack of skin filling the room as my ass turned red and hot. I moaned loudly into the pillow, biting the sheet while sweat dropped from my brow, stinging my eyes.

"I'm going to fuck your mouth, Stretch. What's the action of the day?" I scored my nails down his thighs. He winced right before he smiled. "Good girl." With that, he pushed my head down and brought his hips up. They set up a rhythm as they each thrust themselves deep inside me. Forced back and forth between them, I felt the tingling start in my sex. I lost the rhythm of breathing around Thane's cock as my world went up in flames.

“It’s… intense. Like it’s hitting every nerve. I didn’t expect it to feel so… alive.” He chuckled low, one arm loosely around my waist to steady me. “That’s good. Means you’re feeling the rhythm. Grip with your thighs, but not too tight. Loosen those hips like I taught you. Follow Thunder’s movement. Let it flow through you.” The pace picked up to a slow canter. The motion became a steady, rolling bounce that made the saddle rub firmly against my most sensitive spot. Colt’s body moved perfectly with mine, his chest pressing closer on every rise, his strong thighs bracketing me. I could feel the hard muscles of his abs against my lower back, the steady beat of his heart.