Arianna Flowers Sex Novels & Stories

I tried to cover myself up, but Ryker's eyes had already seen everything. Ryker's eyes roamed my body again, stopping on my hardened nipples, which were very visible through the thin fabric of my gown. He smirked, his tongue darting out and wetting his lips, and I vaguely wondered if the man could get any sexier. "It seems you had a wet dream, Arianna," he said, his voice dripping with innuendo. I got defensive, trying to deny it. "No, I didn't," I said, my voice shaking with embarrassment.

Don't give me that look-I'm just trying to assure myself that I'm still good at something. If I had to describe myself in one word? Wild. Unapologetically, irresistibly wild. I'm Aria Jones-the most sex-crazed, thrill-seeking, adventure-loving sinner you'll ever meet. I have this uncontrollable thirst for wild adventurous sex. And trust me, I have zero plans of changing. Honestly, I wasn't this way before. It all started when I lost my virginity at thirteen in my uncle's house. My hot uncle gave me my first orgasm while his wife was asleep.

She had to stop this now before her brain got muddled with lust once again. "Marcel, please stop this!" She begged him, her voice much louder and firmer but the man in question wasn't listening, he was lost in his desires. He obviously didn't agree to her terms because he rubbed against her entrance at that moment and a throaty moan left Arianna's mouth, her back arching off the bed. Holy God, the feeling was exquisite and for a brief dark moment, Arianna began to wonder why she was even fighting him off in the first place. Marcel could give her what she wanted - what her body wanted - and she had a feeling it was going to be worth it.

I point to the screen. Aria takes the laptop and puts it back on the table before turning back to me, “Well, I, for one, love who you are, Jory Payne.” She positions herself over my lap, straddling me and hovering just over my hardening cock, “Let me show you just how much...” Her voice is seductive as she grabs my cock and points it at her entrance just before sliding all the way down. I bite my bottom lip and grab hold of her hips, “Mm, I would love nothing more than for you to do just that!”

"Why? You won't be able to resist my hotness if I did?" She laughed again and slapped my hand away from her. "You're practically a walking parasite so hands off, will you?" I raised my eyebrow at her fierceness but then corrected, "A sexy walking parasite." She rolled her eyes and then raised his hand up. "I, Natasha Greene, only dated this immoral bitch parasite in front of me for only a month due to the reason that she's a horrible evolution of a bisexual woman," she vowed and then offered her hand down. "Happy now, Arisa?"

I would deal with Collin tomorrow. Thank Luna for Andrew’s nomadic ways. His refusal to stay in one place has always worked to the advantage of the park. He also had an annoying ability of always being at the right place at the right time. I had no idea how much time had passed but Arianna walking into the room woke me up. “Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you.” “It’s fine.” She smelled like wild flowers, like the ones planted around the garden. “What time is it?” I asked as I drew her closer to me.

Miranda was right, this is what I needed, a change of scene. When I go back to my desk after lunch there’s a yellow orchid with a hand written note on my keyboard. I feel embarrassed. Obviously, it’s not for me, this is my first day, no one knows I’m here, the messenger probably made a mistake and now I’m going to have to look for the girl this was meant to. I read the note. Have a great first day, doll. Stefan. My heart skips a beat. The orchid is for me. I can’t help smiling. So Handsome Intruder is named Stefan. It’s nice to know. How did he guess orchids were my favorite kind of flowers?

"I'm tired, Jace. I feel I won't be taking any more of your ruthless plunging. I'm sorry"Arianna declared, she laid face flat on the bed and was breathing heavily. Her V is hot and feeling fatigued. She doesn't have the strength to continue. She hoped Jace would listen and understand her. "You can't decide to do whatever you want during sex. It's a two way thing. You talk to me first before untangling yourself from me. I'm a man okay?

Some even forget to pull down their skirt in their haste, flashing their flappy pu*sy for my men to see while they tried to escape, as far as their legs could carry them. The only time a woman can relax while I fuck her is if I go far away to pick a girl up. If not, they will all be like scared little piggies, except Arianna of course. That vixen has no fear nor respect in her, however she cries real fast, making me weak. I don't know how to handle her tears. I would rather she yell and kick, but all she does is bawl like the baby she is. I finished the process with her and walked to the theater area.

I could see the confused shock on her face and I knew it could only be achieved when things just went out of hand. Thudding sounds resounded as I felt my dick repeatedly get stroked on its cap. Ariana's pussy was just too heavenly for me. Its insides gently stroked every single part, causing me to feel like I wasn’t present in the room. Ariana let out unceasing moans that aroused him and most importantly... The way her asshole was repeatedly expanding and contracting was a bit... too much. Ariana was prideful and stubborn, but in front of me, she seemed just like any other girl, reveling in the pleasures of sex.