Wedgie Sex Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Pussy Owner (1) Rita's POV I never thought I’d actually say the words out loud. Vincent and I had been married for eight years. Our sex life had grown comfortable, then predictable, then almost nonexistent. What kept the spark alive in secret was his fantasy — the one he whispered to me late at night while his cock was buried inside me. He wanted to watch another man take me and not just any man but best friend, Hilton.

He lifted one of my legs around his waist and fucked me while we stood, kissing me possessively. My pussy clenched around him as fresh tears fell. Grandpa Leon wanted Criss-Cross. He lay on his back; I lay on top facing the opposite direction, legs spread across him. The unique crossed angle created brand-new friction that made me scream. He thrust up into my ass while Tyler stepped in front and fed me his cock, filling all my holes again. I was shaking badly now. Tyler chose Edge Rider. He sat on the very edge of the couch. I squatted over him facing forward, gravity pulling me down onto his cock. I bounced frantically while the others filmed and stroked themselves, occasionally slapping my

Caleb Angeles, 37 year old man, has a huge cock, married as well, and he was so fucking good. I loved his cock. He loved my cunt. We had five to seven videos together and the viewers loved it, so Jayson paid me for another bonus. I actually love this job. I am being satisfied on sex and they are paying me well as well. It was better than to stay at home and wait for my husband’s little cock. “Are you free tonight? I want another round.” Caleb whispered to me after cumming in my pussy. I wrapped his cock around my fingers, he moaned. The director already said cut but we still want more.

incompatible in bed. Ok, so the guy just isn’t able to make me cum. That doesn’t stop us from having sex though. In fact at the beginning of our marriage we fucked like rabbits trying to figure out just how to make it work for me. We tried everything. Ok, not everything but at least everything vanilla like fingers and tongue and things like that. We even bought a book of sex positions and tried nearly every single one. I still couldn’t cum on his cock. It didn’t help that my husband was pretty much tapped out after having one orgasm.

3 holds her head in place, moaning loudly as she did. On the other end, I circle my tongue over No. 2's clit while Mr Sterling's cock slams into me, stretching me and making me scream against her skin. The room is chaos now, full of moans, cries, the smell of sex and the sound of balls slapping against pussy. ... And the mirrored ceiling above reflects us, three Agency top models, taken one after the other and together by one married older man who hasn't even taken off his tie. I cum loudly, shaking and trembling, and he pulls out at the last second, stroking himself over all three of us.

They nodded and left without looking back. Only much later did I hear what became of them. They went to another continent and squandered the money. Soon, they ran out. Jared found work as a casino bouncer, while Hector waited tables at a local bar. At times, he earned extra money by selling his artwork. … My life with Cyrus, however, became the very definition of a happy ending. In the second year of our marriage, I gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Five years later, we held a barbecue in our courtyard. Our children played among the flowers while Cyrus poured me a glass of red wine.

I cried, feeling every sensation, "don’t stop!” Liam moved to Thea, spreading her legs. “My turn with you,” he said, sliding into her pussy in awkward position that he made work. “Fuck, you’re wet.” Thea moaned, her tongue still working me. Nate pulled Sophie off Adam, bending her over the bench, thrusting into her from behind as she screamed, gripping the bench. I was close, Jon’s cock and Thea’s tongue pushing me to the edge. “I’m gonna come!” I screamed, clenching around Jon, my body shaking.

" Destiny shook her hand and introduced herself as well. Jewel giggled nervously and said, 'Honesty I'm not sure where to begin. I guess I'll just start with a bit of my history. I work at a very busy and demanding job. I don't have much of a social life. When I do go out though I like to have sex. Just being honest so please don't judge me. I love my work, but all the stress gets to me through the week so on the weekends when I can find someone, I will more often than not take advantage of the opportunity. Sex relaxes me like nothing else especially good sex. Unfortunately, I've hit a dry spell lately. The few sexual partners I've had have been way too quick and then out they go. I must fin