Alyssa Milano Nsfw Novels & Stories

“If you give me a reason to stay. If you let me live a life worth living. No abuse. No rape. No sharing me with others.” “I can do whatever I want! You are mine and if I decide to let Franco and Nino fuck you they will!” Alessio shouts at me. His eyes are black with anger and his mouth curled with a displeased frown. He takes my jaw in a hard grip and speaks to me in a smooth low voice. “Besides, I know that you like it. You faint from pleasure when we take turns. When we fuck you in every hole at the same time. You have missed this during your little experiment of living on your own.” I try to shake my head but his hold is too hard. “Oh yes you did. These orgasms you have had only today are

I admitted as I smiled, thinking of Millie. “You mean like a servant or?” Alyssa asked as I smirked. “No, the target in question, Lady-Luna Millie herself.” I said as Alyssa went quiet for the first time. A few minutes passed, and I was about to be sure I had not caused Hell to freeze over when I heard Alyssa shriek through the phone. “OH, MY LILITH SHE IS SO PRETTY!! AND MOMMA IS GONNA LOVE HER BABY AND-” Alyssa shouted as I let her carry on.

Alyssa commented. "Good. Eat that sweet little pussy. I want to watch her juices drip down your face." Alyssa swooped in and caught my clit again in her mouth and sucked it hard as she worked her fingers in me quickly. My cries echoed through the room as my channel squeezed down her fingers. A firm smack landed on my backside trigger the first sweet spasms of my orgasm. Alyssa's tongue quickly flicked my clit, and my hips jerk uncontrollably in rhythm with her tongue and fingers. Closer and closer, the sensations spiraled, then with one more resounding smack, I was gone. I was sent flying over the cliff into the abyss and drowning in wave after wave of intense pleasure. My knees gave out and

I check my phone to see Alyssa's name. Alyssa: I never thought that you like little girls. I frown at her text message. Alyssa: However, she's beautiful and petite and looks very young. I still have room for you between my legs. I grin at the last message. She just wanted me to fuck her. Because nobody has ever given her lots of orgasms than I can give her. Me: I am already occupied with my wife's legs. Alyssa: Okay. Just call me anytime you want.

But Milo had a determined look on his face, as if silently saying, ‘Mommy, don’t lie to me. She sighed, realising that she couldn’t escape this conversation. ‘No. Milo, Mommy is focused on you and doesn’t need a boyfriend. I’m happy just having you.’ Milo’s young face scrunched up, guilt written all over it. ‘But Mommy, you’re young and beautiful. You’re only twenty-five! Even the lady next door is dating someone, and she’s almost twice your age.’ ‘Shh!’ Alessia put a finger to her lips. ‘Don’t let Miss McCall hear you say that. She’s only thirty-eight.’

Alyssa’s heart sank. “I understand,” Mrs. Lezandro said with thinly veiled satisfaction, “that Ms. Alyssa Milano has a child—a daughter—born out of wedlock. Surely, Marcus would have thought to mention this important detail before introducing her to us as his… future wife?” The room fell into shocked silence. Faces turned to Alyssa—some skeptical, some scornful. Marcus’s jaw clenched. He opened his mouth to defend her, but Alyssa cut him off sharply, her voice brittle with pain and anger.

I couldn’t ignore the fact that the voice had sounded exactly like Spencer. “What exactly is goimg on?” I wondered aloud. A knock sounded on my door, ending my flow of throats. I rolled my eyes in frustration as I answered. “Come in.” The door creaked open and a petite girl dressimg in a thigh length black dress covered with a white apron entered. “Hello, Alyssa. What’s the matter?” I asked. Alyssa was the maid permanently assigned to me for the rest of my life. “You have a visitor, Mrs,” Alyssa replied. I could see that she was trying hard to fight the blush off her face, and neither did i miss the emphasis on the last word she uttered.

King Alyssa's body trembles beneath me as I press into her, inch by inch, savoring the warmth that wraps around me like home. She's sore—I can feel it. Niko and Mason fucked the hell out of her. But she takes me anyway, her nails digging into my back, her moans threading through the air like a melody meant only for my ears.

In the other hand, Allysa was shock because she was just teasing and didn’t expect the docile man would eventually make the first move after what happened. But she didn’t mind, instead it ignited the fire on her abdomen. She willingly complied as she opened her mouth slightly and a quiet noise escaped her throat. She was initially a bit overwhelmed by Randall’s rough licks inside of her mouth, but she soon keeps up with his pace as she slips her tongue through his lips. He moved his hands downwards to hold her waist tightly, slowly getting drunk by her embrace alone and he was almost completely bewitched by the melodic music that she would mutter - sometimes they were moans, sometimes they

He slowly climbed into the bed, his movements deliberate and controlled, the sheets whispering softly as he settled beside her. He leaned down to kiss her, his lips finding the delicate mark on her skin, a symbol of their bond as Alpha and Luna. He kissed it softly, then nipped at it gently, his tongue tracing its outline, sending shivers down her spine. Avla's breath caught in her throat, her body responding to his touch, her heart pounding in her chest.