Urdu Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Cristina's POV. "Ahhh, Mmmm." A loud gasp came from the other side of the door, followed by rasped heavy breathing. That was exactly what I needed. Heat bloomed low in my core as I shoved the door open. The scene before me was like something out of my wildest fantasies and my nipples hardened under the tight leather gown I'd thrown on. In a corner was a woman, her legs spread far apart. One man pumped his fingers in and out of her wet cunt, making her quiver beneath him while another guy fucked her throat hard, slamming against her again and again as his groans escaped his mouth.

The room reeked of sex, sweat and pussy, her body trembling as another orgasm built. Richard growled, slamming deeper, his cock throbbing inside her. I edged closer, stroking furiously, whispering more dirty encouragement. "Cum on that black dick, Jess. Let him flood you while I watch." Her eyes stayed on me, wild and locked, the cuckold thrill surging through us all as he drove her toward the edge, her tight cunt pulsing relentlessly around his relentless thrusts. This filthy night was far from over, her screams echoing as the climax built, promising more raw, interracial destruction.

Her fingers slid easily back inside me, picking up where I left off , withdeep, steady strokes that made fresh wetness leak out. “He won’t be interested in you like that, Maya,” she said softly but firmly, curling her fingers against my G-spot while her thumb circled my clit. “Dad likes experienced women — women who know how to ride a cock properly, not innocent virgins who’ve only been fingered by their best friend.”

At the sight of them, I felt myself suck in a sharp breath and sway forward. "Ahem—! I know you guys have been married for less than 2 weeks but please remember that you both are still in company and this is still Pakistan—!" I heard some lady help me break out of my trance but it wasn't enough to help me get a grip on my senses. Without waiting to hear the end of their castigation, Hoor slipped out of my loosened hold with an excuse me, leaving me to stare after her momentarily, until I managed to get away too.

Milda was insatiable. ---- Our love life took on a routine: Monday through Friday was work, her with her students, teaching and grading papers, and me with my job. During the week we'd talk on the phone, usually about that week's running and how horny we were and how we were going to tear each other up that next weekend. The weekends would include our long Saturday morning run and then two days of sucking cock, eating pussy, and finding new ways to fuck. And new places! I fucked her in the pool, in the hot tub, in the shower, on the floor, on the kitchen counter. Milda was very uninhibited sexually, a pleasant surprise and not what I would have expected from my old English teacher. She had a

“I was getting bred.” Silence on the other end. Heavy. Dangerous. “You’re not funny,” Mark said finally, voice lower. “Tell me the truth. Did you let strangers fuck you?” I curled my fingers and rubbed the sensitive spot they had all abused the night before. A soft, shameless moan slipped out before I could stop it. “Yes,” I breathed. “All three of them. One after another. Then all at once. They filled me until I couldn’t take any more.” “Sienna—”

-No, please don't ask me to be your lover. -No, no way, this is just a meeting between friends, a couple of friends who love and understand each other, that's all, Tere. -Well, you've taken a weight off my shoulders. -And you, Tere, what have you done with your life, are you happy? -Yes, I am very happy, I married a wonderful man who loves and understands me, I have three children, they are all three men, but they are my adoration and I am theirs.

“Maybe the message here is that if we’re all a lot more open about sex, we could all have a lot more of it too.” I looked over at Vella, who was lost in the action, holding a cock with one hand, sucking on another with her mouth, while a third one just dumped his load all over her hair. She seemed happy. Then, to my own surprise, the pretty blonde that had introduced us came back from behind the stage, to the cheers of the audience, and accompanied my friend, licking some cum off her cheek and kneeling down besides her to suck off another guy. She must’ve gotten the message too.

The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed in the bedroom as I fucked her hard and fast. Fuck, my fiancée can't get enough; she was literally screaming for me to fuck her more. The horny whore must hаvе been just аѕ еxсitеd by rеtеlling thе story of the threesome she had at the club аѕ I wаѕ frоm hеаring it.

With the door to talking about sex cracked open, she added, "I enjoy a good sexual fantasy as much as the next woman, I guess. Which genres of stories do you like most?" "Normally it would be the hot-wife stories," Cheryl answered, "But I was reading a really hot incest/taboo story there the other day where the characters happened to be named Darlene, James, and Shannon." She looked Darlene in her surprised eyes and with a suggestive grin she added, "It's hard for me to imagine that's just coincidence. Did you write that story? Is that your taboo fantasy I was reading?" Darlene was a bit taken aback by her friend's blunt question, but her tone and the look on her face were certainly not judg