Adult Romance Short Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

He grabbed me by the waist, while my body shiver with coldness. He pulled me down on the foam filled bed, that was so comfortable. He laid on me gently with a nice and romantic sound from him. " Alpha," I groan gently as he kiss around my neck, Making me feel so wet down. " Can you shut up!" He commanded. He stood up from me fulling off his pants. I drew myself into the upper side of the bed. " Dante, I'm a virgin, and I don't want to loose it," he gave me a crazy reaction.

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He forced himself to ask as he trailed wet kisses down the nape of her neck. She rolled her eyes. "Why do you keep spoiling the mood, Ryder?" This time she rolled over, pinning him to the bed and she let her hand guide his prick into her tight hole. Ryder had his eyes shut for a while, this was explicitly satisfying. He had never made love to a woman so he would in the past never be able to describe that scintillating feeling elicited from a romance. When she started to buck against him, he thought he would lose his senses. He was floating on cloud nine and needed as much time not to get lost in the abyss.

Months slipped by like smoke. Winter came and went, then spring bled into summer, but nothing changed between them. The apartment stayed the same size—too small for secrets—but the heat between Lena and Kai only grew thicker, heavier, more constant. They didn’t date. They didn’t fight. They just fucked. A lot. Often. Whenever the urge hit, which was basically always.

I say it with a lack of other words. "You know Lara that your birthday is coming up, in a few days you will become an adult, a beautiful 21 year old lady!" She says and he.....i see him licking his lips slowly scanning my body with his eyes which gives me shivers and not the good type like I got from Kissing John!! I look away because suddenly I feel really uneasy and I don't know why he was doing that. "You know that that day is very special right? You will become a real woman that day and I will give you my special gift!" He says and before he walks out he caresses my cheek with his hand which makes me jump and walk backwards to the exit.

Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could. Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.

I panted heavily. He stilled his movements, then looked up to give me a wolfish smile. "No, you don't." Marcello moved my panties aside, plunging two fingers straight inside me, kissing my lips to stop me from crying out. I hadn't had sex in over two years, so I was tight as fuck. He didn't care as he kept moving in and out of me, his thumb stimulating my clit. He was right. How could I hate someone who gave me this kind of pleasure? "Marc… more." I breathed out.

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

Alexander chuckled darkly and thrust deeper, making me whimper. “You’re not leaving, baby.” He lowered his head and kissed my neck, then my jaw, then my lips. “Not after tonight. Not after you let two men destroy you and still begged for more. You’re going to be addicted.” He started moving a little faster, his thick cock sliding in and out of my cum-filled pussy with wet, filthy sounds. “I’m going to ruin you for anyone else,” he whispered against my mouth. “By the time these six months are over, you won’t even remember what your life looked like before me.”

he asked in a husky voice that was as sweet. I could feel his growing erection at my backside. The ache in my pussy signaled my need, and I had to do something, anything, to quench its thirst. I turned and pulled him down for a kiss, my hands flying to catch on to his curls. His mouth danced with mine, painting his taste against my tongue and nipping at my bottom lip with his teeth. When he sucked my tongue into his mouth, I moaned, signaling him to pick me up and take me to the bed. “Let me make you feel good, Rene.”