Indian Pink Pussy Novels & Stories

I hooked my fingers in those yellow panties and pulled hard. The delicate lace gave a sharp rip but I didn't give a fuck. She had many undies, I needed to see and feel her cunt properly. Yanking it fully to the side, I fed my eyes on her smooth, tight, glistening snatch. Her clit though was so fucking fat, peeking out of her pussy lips. Slick ran in torrents down to her twitching asshole. "Fuck! Your pussy is so pink.... And wet. " I whisper, voice thick with lust. "Your dripping everywhere, Soph. "

I yawn. “Bitch, you better go scrub that pussy of yours,” Lana fumes. “You're getting married tomorrow, and we want to make sure your holes are clean and shiny, ready for big dick Manny.” “Holes?” I ask confuse. “Yes sis, holes!” Ella chuckles. “We booked a full body massage and wax for you. Plus yoni steam and pussy bejewels.” “Pussy what?” This doesn’t sound fun at all. “You know, like putting edible rhinestones and sparkly stuff on your vagina. The Indians in India do it,” Ella nods.

In some time, she whispered that her cunt is waiting for me, and she is leaking a lot of juices. I kissed her and moved my hand inside her saree on her panty now, and it was really, really very wet. I asked her to remove her panty and hand it over to me. She was a little surprised but complied with my demand. When I got the panty, I smelled and licked her panty where her pussy was. She was looking at me like what the hell is the guy doing. I licked it for some time, and then I kept her panty in my pocket and told her she will never get the panty back as I am gonna keep it as a special gift. After listening to this, she was very happy and kissed my lips again. We started our kissing scene aga

I part my sex lips, exposing myself until cool air touches every part of my secret place, until I was sure he saw my tiny, pink hole. God. A sudden thought makes my heart stutter. If Mr. Parker was as big as he felt, would he really fit into my tight, little cunt? I like a big cock. No lie. I like the feeling of being stretched and filled. I have this big vibrator I named Mr. Pink. It's thirteen inches long and has made me squirt multiple times if I jam it in and touch my cervix, fucking myself deep and hard. I've had long, fun hours with Mr. Pink when my parents weren't home. Even though Mr. Pink is fun, nothing beats a real dick. Its hardness, yet supple at the same time. Plus, I love it w

Her glistening pink pussy, her clit throbbing. She grabbed her breasts together, and she couldn’t be more right when she said I wished I was the one holding her like that. Her nipples were so pink—red even—and more attractive than ever. I wished my fingers were stroking them, and that they belonged nowhere else but my mouth.

Daykan gently squeezed the other breast and marveled at its softness; what a jiggly ball of fun. Naomi was starting to grow restless and her pussy was practically pounding with ache. She slide off her panties and flung them away. Daykan withdrew to get a look at her; she was beautiful. Her pussy was pink and glistening with arousal. Dayan groaned with delight and dove in for a taste.

She was out of her daze and enjoying this. I reached down and carefully removed her panties revealing a beautiful pussy. She was shaved closely, just a little landing strip, and had little pink pussy lips, a big, throbbing clit, and she was dripping. I wanted her so bad and she beckoned me in. I stepped up in front of her and took my dick in my hand. Her legs were up in the air in the stirrups and her pussy looked so inviting. I put my tip right up against her pussy lips and she took a quick breath in.

“I’m sliding my finger in and out of my…my...” “Your pussy.Fuck…I want to see your pussy…I’m going to pound it so hard that you would forget who you are.” “Ohh…Damon.”I moaned as I touched myself faster. I lifted up my nightdress and rubbed my hands on my bare boobs. “I’m caressing my breasts and can feel my nipples getting harder and harder.” “Oh God! What colours are your nipples?”He sounded,breathless. “I..I think…dark pink.” “I wonder how they would feel against my mouth.I know they would taste so good, I would lick them, suck on them and at the same,I would be fucking your wet pretty pussy.”

Swollen, pink, and glistening with wetness. “Fuck, Ashley,” I groan. “Your pussy is so beautiful.” “Spread those legs for me,” I instruct, and she obeys, spreading her thighs. “Good girl. Now that pussy… I want to see you touch yourself, baby.” Slowly, she reaches between her legs, her fingers trembling slightly as she makes contact with her clit. Her lips part, and a small moan escapes. I can tell she's enjoying it from the very start. She backs up until her spine hits the wall. I watch closely—her pussy is clenching around nothing.