Urdu Sex Stories Novels & Stories

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

she purred, lowering herself down. Lara didn't hesitate. Her tongue darted out, lapping hungrily at the woman's arousal for the first time. She delved deeper, flicking the clit and sucking it into her mouth as the redhead ground down harder, smothering her in wet heat. The redhead moaned loudly, hands on her own tits, pinching nipples as she rode Lara's face.

I had soaked the sheets down to the mattress. The faintest grin crossed Nathan’s face. “You need some kind of pleasure in your life. I can’t give it to you. Not like this. Remember all the fun we used to have? All the sexy shit we used to do.” A shiver ran down my spine as I thought about Nathan in healthier times. Our love life had never been an issue. No matter how broken we were, or how petty the argument, our sex life was something that never suffered. Sometimes we would fight over the smallest of things just to end up fucking like rabbits. It was a miracle I didn't get pregnant.

"Oh, please, what's wrong with him? That guy is in love with you since college." "I don't like him. I mean... he isn't my type." Rida shrugged her shoulder. "Then what is your type?" "Serious, calm, less talkative. Usman talks like there is no tomorrow, plus he jokes around with everyone, I don't like it..." Rida was going on and on about the reason not liking Usman, which made Subh-Dil roll her eyes as she turned to go to the sink and place the dirty cups there, but before she could place them there, the cups slipped away from her hands, all out of sudden, creating a loud noise.

My pussy began to clamp down on his thick dick, pulsing violently as a massive wave of an orgasm hit me, making me squirt all over his thighs while I screamed his name. Hearing my undone cries, Julian lost his mind. He let out a loud, animalistic roar, driving himself into me three more times with terrifying power, before burying his dick to the absolute root. His entire body shook as he came, shooting a massive, boiling hot load of cum deep inside me, filling my tight pussy to the very brim.

The Italian rolled off his tongue so easily and the goosebumps spread across my arms and up the back of my neck so fast it startled me. The cold office suddenly felt several degrees too warm. "What does that mean?" I whispered before I could stop myself. "Why don't you come to my office right now and take my cock into that sweet little mouth of yours. Maybe then I'll tell you what it means." His voice rasped hotly. My breath hitched. Hot heat rushed between my legs immediately and crossing them tighter right now was not helping in the slightest. "Why don't you go pay a sex worker to come suck your cock day and night,

“Go home and rest. Tomorrow we have more intense scenes.” I nodded, legs still trembling as I walked out of the changing area. Cum from two men was still leaking down my legs, my pussy sore and satisfied in the best way. This academy was teaching me things I never knew I needed. And I was loving every filthy second of it.

The wet, glucking sounds are loud and obscene, picked up perfectly by the cameras. Jax moves behind me, yanking my tiny lingerie bottoms aside. He spreads my ass cheeks wide and spits directly on my dripping cunt before shoving three thick fingers inside me without any warning. “Jesus fucking Christ,” he laughs, pumping his fingers hard and fast. “This married pussy is absolutely drenched. You’re gushing like a broken faucet, slut. Your husband must have a tiny, useless dick if you’re this desperate for real men.”

He hovered above me, his eyes glowing gold with lust. Thunder erupted outside, clashing with the storm of lust brewing in those eyes. I tried to sit up, to slide back, but it made me rub my legs instead as he was so close. Rubbing my legs made my cum drip out of my cunt. I took my head backwards, moaning softly as I bit my lips shamelessly.

They started competing right there, throwing dumb jokes and teasing at me like I was the prize. Rowan told some filthy story about a girl from last summer that had me choking on my drink because of how detailed he got about her moaning his name while he fucked her from behind. Ryker topped it with one about sneaking into the locker room after practice and getting his dick sucked by two cheerleaders at once. “Swear to God,” Ryker said, eyes locked on mine. “One on her knees, the other licking my balls while I face-fucked the first.