Diego X Hot Pants Novels & Stories

Closing the bottle quickly, I put it back in the bag and the door opened at the same time. Diego didn’t say a word when he entered and went ahead to undress himself. It didn’t take long for the alcohol to set in. “Are you ready?” He asked like it was the hardest sentence he had ever had to say out loud. I shook my head. Not ashamed to admit that I wish I was nowhere near this scene. “Truth is, I don’t care about how you feel and this is something I don’t wish to do.” He uttered. I should have known he couldn’t care less. “I am high and I think watching some raw porn would do it for us.”

my cock pitched a tent in my pants, a wet spot formed at the tip as I’d swallowed thickly. “Isabella love… would you bring my filthy fantasy to life again?” I requested. As Diego pulled away from the kiss, her eyes lit up. She understood what I wanted. Confused, Diego had drawn out a startled exhale as she pushed down his zipper, dragged down his pants and briefs to fall to his feet, slipping his massive cock free. Goddamn! I was six and a half inch and this fucker was eight inches by size? I’d foamed at the mouth, he wasn’t just long, he was thick… huge… and he knew it.

Her breasts, exposed by the torn nightgown, swayed with each heavy breath, pink nipples sensitive and brushing the cold air, sending shivers that made her pussy contract, still swollen and wet, fresh juices leaking to join the semen on her thighs. Diego, sweaty and panting, with dragon tattoos glistening with sweat on his broad chest, pulled out slowly, his softening cock exiting her ass with an audible, wet pop, followed by a gush of semen that dripped from her winking, empty anus, splattering on the ground in thick drops that mingled with the filth. He gave a final slap to her red, marked ass, the sound echoing like a crack in the silent alley, the buttock jiggling with the impact, leaving

With a rip, my clothes came off, I lay there in nothing but my panties. “I need you,” I panted, “I need you to fuck me, Daddy.” Xander’s eyes darkened with lust at my words. “You want Daddy to fuck this tight little pussy?” he asked, whimpered as his fingers brushed against my soaked panties. “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned. “I need your big, hard cock inside me. Please, fuck me.” Xander growled and tore my panties off, tossing them aside, I watched as he stripped off his boxer briefs, his massive cock springing free.

I slowly stepped out of the tub and positioned my ass in the sexiest way ever. Diego slapped my ass. “They are so beautiful. Everything about you is so perfect….” He groaned and I wondered if he meant it or certainly lust. He slowly began caressing my ass as he parted them with his both thumbs, staring deeply into my pussy, before I could grasp anything, Diego was on his knees and soon I felt his warm tongue on my clit.

She had no panties—just a totally shaved gash, pink and glistening. "Oh, Bobby!" she moaned again. "Just fuck me! Fuck me while everyone else here watches. I wanna show them what a fucking tramp I am!" Bobby didn't need to be told twice. He unzipped his fly, whipped out his cock (didn't anyone here wear underwear?) and pressed it up against Hot Pants' sopping wet quim. "Yeah, that's it!" Hot Pants sang. "Fuck me there! I want to be abused tonight, Bobby. Abuse me like a trashy little fuck-slut!"

"Oh, fuck." "Your little petal is so beautiful." He rasped against my entrance. I lifted my hips higher, restless and needy. "I need you inside me now, Diego." Rising, he peeled off his trousers and briefs. I discarded my panties too and opened up for him. After rolling on a condom, Diego settled between my legs. He pressed a kiss to my lips, my nose, then my forehead, each one feeling like a homage. He slipped inside me, inch by inch, slowly, until he could fit in. Heat pooled deep inside me and I let my head fall against the pillows.

“You want this, don’t you? Two strangers touching you in the back of an Uber.” I nodded, biting my lip. Marcus’s hand moved higher, disappearing under my dress. His fingers brushed my already soaked lace panties. “Fuck, she’s dripping,” he groaned. Diego kissed my neck while Marcus pushed my panties aside and slid two thick fingers inside me. I moaned softly, spreading my legs wider as the car moved through Miami traffic. “Quiet, baby,” Diego whispered, biting my earlobe. “Don’t let the driver hear how much of a slut you are.”

Why was she suddenly giving herself to this total stranger she called her husband but first before any question would be asked, they had to get to the bottom of the business they had earlier started. Diego massaged her breast softly as he made to lift up his legs. He carried the weight on his leg before making her fall to the opposite direction of the bed rest. He raised her waist up completely, pulling the gown off her, revealing her black lace pant. Diego knew that Anna had long conceded to his doings so he continued, exploring her body and making her have sensational feelings of pleasure. His hand found its way to her panties, parting her legs to his very preferable angle and slid down th

" Jovan handed me his paper bag. However, it wasn't the medicine that caught Diego's attention, but something else there that rekindled his desire. It was Anna's possession, the very sexy black lace panties that Diego had brutally ripped off the night before. Diego grabbed the pants, held them, and stared at them for a long time. A lopsided smile appeared on Diego's face as he imagined Anna coming home without her underwear. It was so sexy. Maybe next time, Diego should ask Anna to wear nothing underneath so he could do whatever he wanted with his slave.