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Poppy Walker
My Secret Sex Story - Erotic Romance
Pleasure Joy Desire - Sex Stories
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Inhaltsverzeichnis
How I will fuck you and cuckold your husband
After 20 Years Of A Great Marriage
Her Obedience
My Secret Sex Story
by Poppy Walker
How do you like your sex Just in and out - done? Or do you prefer the erotic to be varied and wild? Dirty and uninhibited.
Here you can expect a wide range of personal experience reports, which describe the hottest moments of normal people like you.
I write these sex stories without taboos. My content includes anal sex, group sex, wifesharing and cuckolding. But also femdom and fisting, BDSM and even more erotic passion.
Would you like to be part of it through hot sex stories? I write about men and women who tell me their most secret sex experiences that they had with friends, acquaintances or strangers. I describe in detail their sex stories that make you really hot.
In this ebook you will read unbelievable nasty stories that will make you feel like it in a few seconds. You have never read fuck stories in such detail.
A sex story should always be something very special and that is why you will only come across very special sex stories here, which are supposed to animate you, make you glow and let the lust rise in you. Have fun while reading.
Paula is roused from her sleep by a knock on the door. She pulls on some pajamas as she walks down the stairs, making sure she is decent before she opens the door.
It is him.
She had forgotten he was coming, caught up in other things. She was sleepy and smiley and horny. Her pussy still craving cock, despite the orgasms she gave myself before her nap.
„You were sleeping?“, he asks. She nod my confirmation. „And before that..?“, he asked. She nods again. He knows her too well. „So you just want snuggles from me?“, he asks. Her face screws up at the ridiculousness of this suggestion, and finally she speak: „don't be silly“, she says.
He grabs her and pulls her to him. She can feel his erection pressing into her belly and his fingers dig into her bottom, hurting her soft flesh. He kisses her. Long and deep and passionately, her hands resting on his shoulders. As he pulls his head away, he sees the fire in her eyes.
„What do you want?“, he asks.
She considers. She is not sure. she wants to be snuggled, held close and stroked and cherished. But she also wants to be hurt. And, of course, she wants to be fucked.
What she is craving most of all is their connection. What she is craving is submission. Ownership, even.
He watches her as she thinks. He sees the different thoughts crossing her mind and expression at the same time. He sees her eyes glaze over and her head cock to one side as her slow, sleepy brain tries to figure out what she wants.
He does not wait for an answer. He understands that what she wants above all else is to be his - and so he reminds her that her body belongs to him. He grabs her, turns her around, holds her arms behind her and frog-marches her up the stairs.
He throws her down on the bed, on her belly, her legs hanging off the end. Quickly, he pulls down her pajama bottoms to around her knees, then with one hand investigates the state of her pussy - wet and ready to go, of course - and then she hears him using his other hand to open his belt, to undo the zipper of his jeans.
It takes him a matter of moments, and then his cock is pushing into her. she whimpers as he fills her up, her grateful pussy tight around his beautiful cock. He does not waste time letting her adjust to him by moving slowly. No. He just fucks her. Taking her hard, fast and deep, grunting as he thrusts into her. She moans and whimpers, and her hands curl into the bed sheets as she clings on.
It feels so good. So indescribably good. her pussy is absolutely delighted by her good luck. her whole body appreciates this treatment. she closes her eyes and focuses all of her attention on the feeling of his cock slamming into her pussy.
He holds his dick deep inside her, pushing firmly against her cervix as he leans forward, planting a hand beside her on the bed, covering her body with his. He begins to circle his hips a little, grinding firmly into her.
„Good girl“, he whispers in her ear. she groan in response. she arcs her back. she is enjoying this delicious torture.
Without warning, he pulls out. He reaches down and picks up the nipple clamps she had used earlier off the floor, then grasps her hips and flips her over.
she loves the way he switches things up. He is never predictable. Never the same. He is always keeping her guessing, keeping her on edge, reminding her that she have no control - that she is his play thing.
He reaches forward and pulls off her pajama top, then gets rid of the bottoms still hanging around her knees. she whimpers as he applies the clamps, her nipples still a little sore from the abuse she had given them herself earlier.
Now he is kneeling on the floor, pulling her hips towards him, burying his face in her pussy. His fingers lace through the chain connecting her clamps, then rests on her belly creating just a little extra pressure. His lips close around her clit and he sucks. Then his tongue laps and swirls as his other hand finds her pussy, and he pushes two fingers inside - curling into just the right spot and massaging.
Her body responds to his treatment; her hips bucking, pushing her pussy against his face, writhing around as he pleasures her g-spot. He does not need to move his hand holding the chain at all - the movements she make pulled on it, pinching and burning her nipples.
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