Dry Humping Stories Novels & Stories

Her plump lips very red, a massive hickey and a little droplets of her blood on my mark, her tits looking a shade darker, her heavy globes heaving in its flushed state, our juices mix together on her thighs and mine and a smile grace her face. "Beautiful. That was the craziest dry humping known to mankind. I think we should try it next time." I felt her body shake in little giggles until she burst out laughing and I followed suit. "But Damian will soon rip off this car if you don't take care of him." I nudge my head to a desperate Damian and his length pumping. She turns to look at him, her eyes going down his raging cock licking her lips and looks up at him. She crawls towards him connectin

What was she doing now? She pulled me into a dark corner so my body shielded hers then grabbed my neck, crashing her lips to mine. I let out a growl, taking her control away and pressed my body hard to hers against the wall. "Fuck Alley, you're making me lose control." When the fuck did dry humping become so fucking sexy. I mean to the point I think I could give us both an orgasm without removing our clothes. "Good. I love it when my devil comes out to play." Her mouth was on mine again and her hands undid my belt.

My hips rolled up to meet every thrust. “Ahhhh… ahhhh… Daddy…” The word slipped out before I could catch it. Saying it out loud in the dark made my pussy clench hard around my fingers. A fresh rush of wetness coated my hand. I was dripping down to my ass now. The sheets under me were already damp. I spread my legs wider and used my other hand to rub my clit in tight fast circles while I kept fingering myself. The dual sensation made my back arch. “Ahhhhh… fuck… ahhhhh…”

My back sliding down the wall when his hands moved to my buttocks, lifting me and wrapping my legs around his hard abs. Oh, god. I never thought it possible to come just by dry humping but I think I actually would. “Hmm…” He moaned as he sucked my nipples hard while my pussy began to throb. “Ohh…” Pure, wet desire draped over me. Fuck it. I can’t take this anymore. “Get off me if you’re not going to fuck me.” I growl at him, pushing him off of me before standing on my own two feet. He chuckled and pecked my lips.

I whined and I started to rub myself against him with my knees delivering strokes on his length, “I’ve waited so long and I can’t wait again.” He groaned harshly and he tried to hold my body I place, “you can wait more, and besides, it’ll be worth the wait.” “No, I can’t,” I purred and I reached between us to wrap my hand around his length. I had barely started to stroke him when he grabbed my hand and he pulled it away. “You can jump on me and start dry-humping me and I won’t budge. I know what I have planned for it and you’ll love it.”

I pull my dress up till it is bunched around my waist, and impatiently, I start dry humping him, the bulge in his pants is impressive, huge and straining and I grind against it, my underwear soaking wet from the delicious friction. "Really? You have not been able to fuck anyone else?" I look into his eyes as I flex my hips on top of him. Liquid fire spreads from the point of contact, up to my brain. It is intoxicating. I understand how people get addicted to anything. How could you not when one hit feels like this?

I had truly done the right job by not going to work today because if I had, I wouldn't be able to focus on anything other than envisioning my cock in Talia's slit. In a span of two weeks, I had become a nymphomaniac and I wasn't even ashamed of it. Sliding both hands into her pyjamas bottom, I fastened my lips to the crook of her shoulder, grinding my boner against her crotch, and growling as she whimpered and clasped my back. Hell, I couldn't believe how good dry-humping felt. However, as much as I loved it, I wanted something more. Something wet, slippery, and pink–Talia's pussy to be specific.

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

Damien and I continued to dry hump each other, both chasing our pleasure. And just as I could feel my pleasure mount, my orgasm was fast approaching I felt like I was losing my mind only for Damien to hold my hips and stop me.

" Henry groaned as he gripped her hair tightly. She brought him out, and spit some saliva on his dick. Her spittle ran down the sides of his dick, and she rubbed her hands on his dick. Henry closed his eyes in pleasure, as he muttered gibberish. Quinn ran her tongue slowly over its cap, and sucked on it. 'Fuckkk... Don't torture me like this." Henry groaned. Quinn grinned mischievously. She dutifully took him fully into her mouth, as she began dry humping him. "Uhh... Yeah, just like that!" He opened his eyes slowly, and he saw Quinn as she watched his expression.