Novel & Cerita Zayn Dom Gay Porn

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

“I don't want you to stop… h…hmmm…” Zayn increased the pace of his thrusting. He groaned in absolute pleasure. Her vagina gripped more on his d*ck, she was cumming, and so was he, and in the next few minutes, they both erupted in pleasure. It felt like fireworks to Eve. Zayn withdrew his d*ck from her vagina before he erupted like a volcano- To avoid getting her pregnant as they didn't use a condom. He flipped her over, so he was under and she was on top of him. He held her head that rested on his chest. They were both drenched in their sweats as they gasped for breath.

Zara's POV I sat in the passenger seat as Dom drove closer to my dormitory, the city lights blurring past the windows in the late night. My ass still stung from the spanks he had given me on the hood of his car, a deep, throbbing heat that made every shift in my seat send little sparks through my body. The leather pants rubbed against the sore skin in a way that reminded me of his hand coming down again and again, and I could feel how wet I still was, my panties clinging to me with every small movement.

The notification lit up my phone at 11:47 PM. KinkConnect: New match - DomDaddy_SFBay I was three glasses of wine deep, sprawled on my couch in just a t-shirt and panties, my hand already between my legs because I'd been scrolling through profiles for the past hour getting myself worked up. I clicked on his profile with my free hand, still slowly circling my clit with the other. Ryan, 34. Experienced Dom. Not interested in brats or princesses. Looking for a slut who knows her place and wants to be used properly. If you need your hand held through every step, swipe left.

“If you are asked the reason for your fury, what response would you have to give? Zayn has done nothing wrong. He was right to have decided to keep his hands to himself, because that is what we agreed on originally. We can’t have a physical relationship now that we’ve come too far. It would ruin everything.” But even at that, Rina couldn’t get rid of the small voice in her head, telling her that the arrangement didn’t matter, that love could grow at any point. She stopped abruptly and shook her head. “I am not in love with Zayn Graham. It is highly impossible. He is rude, controlling, a total dominant, not to mention sexy, jaw-dropping sexy with abs like the Greek god I imagine in my head…Oh

If I continued to remain like this, there was no doubt that his domineering demeanor wouldn't stay just in the bedroom. Zayn threw me a sly smile as his fingers threaded into my hair, kissing me hard. I moaned into his lips and ran my hand down his bulging arm muscles. His tongue rubbed over mine, turning me into mush as he wrapped an arm around me and played with my breasts roughly. “Ah!” A breath escaped my lips, still sensitive from my recent orgasm when he suddenly plunged into me with a forward thrust. My knees buckled as he pulled out and moved forward again, hitting my G-spot with his hard cock.

Zayn has no words to describe the hurricane that his lover is in bed, she rides without mercy, making faces and moaning shamelessly, not caring if anyone may overhear from outside the room. As the minutes pass, her moans get louder, she doesn’t let him change positions, she said that next time, he can do whatever he wants to her, that this time she’ll ride until she orgasms and no longer has the strength to continue. Zayn moans loudly, closing his eyes and throwing his head back, saying: “Oh, habib! I’m so close…” Before he finishes speaking, she screams, feeling her body explode in a devastating orgasm. Even though she’s almost out of strength, she rides a few more times until he moans and

Zayden went lower and with his gaze still holding mine, Zayden stuck out his tongue and gave my clit a long lick. I moaned, closing my eyes as the feeling overwhelmed me. I yelped when Zayden slapped my inner thigh and my eyes shot open. "I said, eyes on me." I breathed in and out as Zayn chuckled at the sides. "Don't scare her like that." He said to Zayden. Zayden lifted his head and shrugged, " I'm just teaching her how to be sexy." He said and Zayn laughed again. He turned his gaze to me as he saw the frown on my face.

“Tell me what you want.” “You,” I choke out, my legs locking around his hips, pulling him down into the heat of my center. “Now.” Zayn doesn't hesitate. He strips his boxers in one brutal, impatient movement. “You look fucking beautiful,” he snarls. He grips my hips, lifting me slightly to match his angle. He uses one hand to rub the head against my throbbing bud. Then he drives himself inside me in one deep thrust. “Ahhh! Fuck!” “Does that feel good?” he smirks, his eyes dark with lust.

The wet sounds filled the room. Zayn unzipped his pants, freeing his heavy cock. It slapped against my ass, thick and veined, the head already leaking precum. “This is what you do to me every fucking day.” He rubbed it along my slit, teasing my clit until my legs shook. “Beg for it, Lila. Tell me how bad you need this dick.” “Please, Zayn, fuck me hard,” I panted, my nipples scraping against the desk through my blouse. “I want you to wreck my pussy. Make me feel you for days.”