And then I felt impatient; her watery eyes pleaded with me to fuck her as her ravaged body needed my unsheathed cock. It kissed my shaft and caressed my dick as I slid into her young cunt. She was wet, reeking with arousal as I thrusted my prick into her sex, pounding the pregnant bitch relentlessly.
Take Maria at University, for example. She was a biter. No penetration was complete without the crazy minx sinking her teeth into the flesh of the man as he pounded his cock into her. His screams would increase as she neared her orgasm. The flailing cries of the aroused man, in pain and pleasure, totally rocked her boat. We had a very short-lived relationship: I had bite marks all over my arms.
Sometimes, they keep their hands and wanton desires to themselves; I don’t like those gigs so much. Normally they can’t. Maybe the bride wants one last fling, the maid of honour sees something she can’t get from her respectable husband or a wild guest just wants a wilder time. By the time my thong gets tossed into the raunchy mob, the inhibitions are long gone.
The one, who the devoted husband would experiment with; the one whose erecting cock, blessed with ridged veins and a bulging purple head, was aching to be kissed. The one who had guided him to his first visit to a gay sauna.
His eyes fixed on Rick’s cock, as he dropped to his knees to admire it; he had never been this close to another man before, and moved his head slowly to kiss the tip of his dick.
This is a quick-1100 word story, written pre-Eroticon, about a heterosexual quickie. The beat of the music pounded in the small cubicle, vibrating the walls as she pressed her body against mine, her hand riding up my trousers and rubbing my bulging crotch. Her red miniskirt left little to my imagination, and my hands, cupping …
He rhythmically bucked his hips; it had been four long weeks since his wife had touched him and his dam of frustration was cracking.
Quick piece of “erotica” 😉 She purred; the sweet sound of her cries filled the back seat of my Mondeo as the married woman bucked her hips and writhed under my touch, swirling against her clit. Her eyes flickered, her hair ruffled and pressed up against the window, and her fists clenched as my fingers …