The Trials of Valeriya 2; Chapter 1/15 - Sex Stories

The Trials of Valeriya 2; Chapter 1/15

... folds, splattering their juices everywhere. “You like that?” he teased. “You like my dick slapping you pussy?” “Oh god yes! Keep spanking my pussy with that fat cock!” Valeriya moaned louder. “Do it harder,” the flushed blonde exhorted. It didn’t take long before Valeriya arched her back and screamed her first orgasm of the night. And before she came down from her high, Jörg had placed the tip of his phallus at her sopping entrance and pushed half his length inside her with one powerful shove. Valeriya cried out at the sudden stretching of her love tunnel. Jörg pulled himself out almost completely, and then thrust in again. This time he managed to sheathe himself inside her completely. Jörg wishboned her legs and proceeded to saw her insides. Valeriya moaned as her pink depth was plundered and her juices started flowing. She took her nipples in her fingers and began pinching and twisting them not too gently. Her plump, raisin-like nipples and the surrounding areolae, which were quite large, were a light pink, and quite sensitive. Jörg was giving her his full length. And she was loving it. Valeriya hoped he wouldn’t cum anytime soon. It had been weeks since she was last filled this well. She pinched her nipples harder and her whole body quivered as she had another mild orgasm. “You like my dick, you drunk bitch? You like my big dick in your cunt?” Jörg grunted the insults. “That’s what you get for running around in those … things!” He kept grunting and smashing his groin onto ...

... her bald pussy. The straw-haired boor let go of her legs and wrested the blonde’s supple breasts from her control. Valeriya surrendered her breasts to his authority and wrapped her legs around his hips, and carried on receiving his meat contentedly. Jörg pinched her nipples and kneaded her soft breasts for a while, then clutched her tits hard and didn’t let go. He used her breasts for handles to power-fuck her young body. Valeriya held onto his forearms, her fingernails digging into his skin. Her tender breasts were supple enough that the Alfelder had managed to encircle them completely around the base with his large calloused hands. The bottom of her breasts—the part that spilled over through the round gap between his touching forefingers and thumbs—were so taut that Valeriya feared they might burst at any moment. Valeriya held onto his arms for dear life as Jörg pounded all his anger and passion into her. Her pussy was frothing. She would clamp down on his thick shaft in every withdrawing stroke, futilely trying to hold it in, and then raise her haunches to greet the homeward bound stroke. Her pussy was running like a river. Juices flowed down through the crevice between her buttocks, soaking her anus, and streamed down to gather and flood the mattress underneath her ass. “You like that, slut? You got what you wanted, you beautiful cock-tease?” Jörg grunted through clenched teeth. His thrusts had become shorter and more erratic. Valeriya knew he was losing control, but she ...