Tryst Adult Novels & Stories

Grey says in his deep voice “Trying to get us in trouble with Santa and baby Jesus? I shake my head and push down on Tristan again and this time the two men take me again until I’m cuming hard for the third? Fourth?, fifth? Shit I’ve lost count of how many orgasms I’ve had tonight. The two men wait till I’m done and attack my holes again, fucking, taking and sucking. If I die then it’s from pleasure cause I’m too happy about this feeling I’m getting to want to get married anymore. Grey and Tristan take turns in my pussy, mouth and ass hole that by the time we are done, I lay on the couch for a long time before I could finally bring myself to stand up. Tristan helps me to their changing room

"Don't...don't think of him while you're touching me." Tristan's hand trailed down the curve of my hip to the apex of my thighs. He pushed one leg between both of mine, and his hand clipped my mound. "Not worth it." He chuckled as his fingers grazed my clit. "Yes, yes," Nathan switched nipples, using his teeth and tongue over my hardened buds. “not worth it at all.” "You're soaking," Tristan said teasingly. "Tell me, what sort of things are running through your head?" “don’t ask.”

Tristan groans into my mouth, ordering me, my body obeying and releasing as he laps me up. "Turn over for me baby" Nathanial breathes, his tone also leaving no room for discussion as I happily obey, turning to be on all fours as Tristan positions himself in front of me. His manhood is hard in front of my eyes, my mouth waters as I find myself hungry to taste him. "You ready for this Armina?" Nathanial asks, teasing me as he rubs his cock up and down me, my body begging for him to enter me. "Please" I beg, pushing myself backwards on him, Tristan rubs his cock against my lips, my mouth opening as he teases, pulling it back. "Tell me you want it" Tristan orders, m eyes meeting his as I lick my

“Please… I’m begging you, I’ll be your good little whore, just let me cum—” Zayden’s low chuckle vibrates against my inner thigh as he slaps my swollen pussy again, the wet smack echoing in the red-lit room. “Listen to this desperate married cunt whine.” He breathes, the cool air hitting my cunt hole almost pushes me over the edge. I’m losing my mind, I feel like I’m going to go mad or something if they don’t let me release all the pent up pleasure that is raging inside me. Tristan laughs, the sound darker than I’ve ever heard him before. “What about ‘you don’t get to cum until we’ve broken you’ bunny, do you not understand?” He asks, and I shiver.

“Easy; She would spank me, and make Kate watch. For not wanting to know about my sex life, you sure ask all the wrong questions dude.” “Hey Kater Tot, whose dry humping what?” Tristan’s puzzled laughter pulled his best friend’s attention away from the playfully bickering duo. Seeing him in anything other than lifeguard attire or beach wear was an infrequent occurrence, but he got all decked out in his best olive green tweed suit to watch Kate’s girlfriend’s hard work pay off. Tristan’s unruly head of hair was even somewhat behaving, combed and curling up behind his ears. “I’m not sure your asexual ears want to know, Blankenship.” Kaitlyn smirked knowingly with crossed arms, her head lolled o

Once the crowd dispersed, Tracy jabbed me with her elbow, wiggling her eyebrows dramatically. "Judging by your face, there's definitely something going on between you and Mr. Holden. I've read enough romance novels to recognize that look. That man was staring at you like he wanted to eat you alive." "You're imagining things. That's just the standard look rich people use when evaluating cheap labor," I shot back dryly, even though my thoughts were already a tangled mess.

Three? Not breaking the kiss, Anthony grabbed her thighs and wrapped her legs around him as he stood. He laid her gently on the bed, still not breaking the kiss as he hovered over her. Pulling away, his fingers curled the waistband of her panties as he pulled it all the way down with him. In the next second, he spread her legs apart and settled between her legs. He locked her thighs firmly in his hands from beneath, effectively lifting her pelvis from the bed. He sniffed in the intense scent wafting from her core before him, arched his head, and growled as the scent razed his senses with thirst and pleasure.

My balls grow fuller, never emptying, never slowing, locked in an endless cycle of creation. We lose all sense of our individual positions. I am fucking Giselle while she rides Javier. Becky's breasts are in my mouth, then Zayn's cock replaces them. Mouths suck, tongues lick, tendrils explore new openings. Sweat, nectar, cum, and pollen blend into an obscene lubricant that makes each glide frictionless. Time dissolves.

Right now in the office, stroking his cock up and down, Tristan was not seeing the woman, he was seeing Roth pounding his cock into his butt hole, he felt Roth fill him with his thick cock, Tristan closed his eyes, held his cock tightly with his fist as he vigorously stroke up and down. His eyes tightly shut, he pictured Roth kissing him, stroking his body, drawing him closer, he pictured Roth asking him if he was close. "Yes Roth, fuck me faster! Faster Roth!" He called out as he vigorously stroked his cock with his fist, picturing Roth pounding his cock Into him fast and hard, he cried out in Intense pleasure as hot cum sprouts out of his cock, his body shook and tremble as his cum gushed

Hearing her little cries was making him so hard. He let go of her ankles and began to fuck her with his fingers. Slowly inserting one finger into her cunt… Fucking her, licking her… He was about to cum by this task alone. Her legs tightened around his head and he knew she was about to orgasm. He didn’t want to give it up just yet… He needed more but he could taste her want… Her need and it was a fucking high if ever. Tristan decided to up the ante and stood up. He continued to stroke her fire as he looked down into her unsure eyes. It was like she was so confused… “More?” He asked as he rubbed her clit. “You like that?”