Amber Deluca Sex Novels & Stories

When it feels like she’s close again, I make Delilah come for me with my name on her lips. “Is that what athlete sex is like?” Delilah lies limp on my bed as I pull away from her, sucking in air. “We haven’t even gotten to that part yet. Can you handle more?” Her hand on my cock suggests she can, and I give in to the incredible feeling of her stroking me, rocking with her. “Get on your knees for me.” I watch as she moves, raising her ass in the air as I stroke her with my fingers. “Perfection.”

I’ve never witnessed a coven ritual, but Delilah told me about the one she unintentionally crashed when looking for Katrina. While I’ll give credit that the place was clean and not seedy like some cheap strip club, the high-end and tasteful decor doesn’t negate that Aidan brought me to a sex club. Everywhere I looked, someone was having sex. And none of it was tame lights off missionary style sex. Honestly, as I looked around the room, if you took away the performers, it reminded me of the rut scenes from Lisa Ladew’s One True Mate series.

“I just can’t get enough of you. Any idea how to do it again to get relief down there, Mr. Deluca? His hooded amber eyes were roaming on my face, “I know the exact way to do it without hurting you, love. There are many more ways to satisfy it. Give me a chance and let me show you in the room how to do it, Mrs. Deluca.” My heart missed a beat when I heard him saying, Mrs. Deluca. The feeling was ecstatic. “Should we go to the room, Mr. Deluca?” “After you, Mrs. Deluca.”

Hearing her blabbering made my head hurt. I knew Aviva (Delilah) is a good actress and knew how to play her cards so I wasn’t shocked. It wasn’t new news to me. I gave an angry stare to Elizabeth, she better have something mouth watering to give to me. “Emm they had sex!.” She told me nervously like it was an abomination to say the word ‘sex!’ “That’s all?!.” I was eager to know more. She nodded vigorously. Smoke almost popped out of my ears, I could feel my blood boiling.

"I thoroughly enjoyed it." "Well, I plan on thoroughly enjoying this too," she says, smiling up at me. "But the orgasm ratio had to be three to one in my favor." Amber is a young, very enthusiastic lover. She loses herself in complete abandonment during sex, which is part of the reason she came so many times the other night. Now, as she runs her tongue up and down the length of my cock, I close my eyes flashing on her sexy teenage body. She has small firm tits with puffy pink areolas and eraser-like nipples. A light patch of red pubic hair surrounds her tight little pussy and her firm round ass makes you want to cream just looking at it.

Naughty hands. "You know what, I'm not wearing panties," she whispered to me. What?! I was shocked. Before my brain could process what she said, she took one of my hands and placed it on her V-part. Shit! Amber’s v-part is wet! I couldn't hold back. I cannot suppress Delilah’s kind. I'm a bit drunk and who can deny the grace in front of me. I prayed, "I hope it's not a trap." Amber is very passionate and excited. She suddenly pushed me against the wall without breaking the kiss. Meanwhile, people around me are having fun and dancing. The others in the corner are doing the same thing. No one will judge what we are doing.

I said, trying to hold back a sigh. Hearing my words, Delvia moved up slowly with her hand still on my genitals. "I've never had a relationship with anyone, Rexton, but I often watch adult films. Is that wrong? I learned all this from there and I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." She said in a slight whisper and her face was right in front of mine, I could even feel her breath which made me even more aroused. Delvia took a few steps back, she turned around and closed the door with a sexy movement. She also locked it from the inside. Now I really have no resistance. It was as if I had been bewitched to remain silent where I was.

He had pleased me far too many times already. I looked at Amber, she just shrugged at us. "Don't look at me, Emi. Honey, why don't we all go clubbing tonight, have a few drinks and get some dicks along the way?" I laughed so hard at her. Amber, was another opposite. Sometimes she puzzled me. She looked like your sweet librarian who wore an over-the-knee pencil skirt and a plain blouse under a pastel-colored cardigan, complete with the tight bun above her nape, making her look so sickeningly sweet. Maybe it was the best friends that she kept around, but Amber talked about sex like it was a drive-through delicacy. So, casually random, it startled me. I still hadn't gotten used to her thoughts.

Elle wrinkled up her nose. I groaned and covered my face with my hands. Another thing to have to think about! “Yeah, and I think one of those sex partners are sitting up in the packhouse sipping tea with Reza and Reya,” I sighed, resting my head on Elle’s shoulder. “Who?” she demanded to know, her interest peaked. “A red haired bitch called Amber. I remember seeing her in tabloids with him when we were still at Cambridge. She’s some clothing designer or something,” I elaborated, knowing a simple name would never be enough to satisfy Eliana’s thirst for information.

Sally rolled her eyes to the sensation he's giving her. "Yes! Yes! Fuck Val, I'm all wet! Can you make it faster and deeper? I'm on my peak now!" She begs for his hardness and tormenting fingers. Val took off his fingers on her wet pussy and place them inside her mouth to lick her cunt. It was like drugs for Sally. She's now under his spell, sex spell. Val slid his hands inside her chest. Two rounded healthy gems were inside waiting for him to invade it. He pushed her on the seats and playfully encircled his tongue around her tits.