Arianna Flowers Sex Novels & Stories

I used to be so engaged with thinking about Flora and I now realized how stupid it was, to give a vulnerable woman a bad sex experience. Now, after everything I had the front to go and end it by mentioning “Flora?” “Ariana please”, I said, getting up from the bed in an attempt to stop her. “Don't touch me”, she screamed. “You're despicable!” She left the room, slamming the door behind her. “Damn!” I could only pound the bed with my fists. Ariana began to distance herself from me the more. No matter how hard I tried for our schedules to clash, Ariana was always a step ahead of me.

She was sexier, prettier, and more active in love-making, but Arianna was the only one who could give him what he wanted. He’d seen the glow of the lunar sigil on her shoulder and knew that she was a red wolf, the rarest werewolf species that appeared once in every millennium. He’d read in history books that when mated by an Alpha, they gave birth to strong pups and that a droplet of their offspring’s blood could kill a thousand werewolves and he needed that for his plans. “Why do you seem upset about Liam’s visit? You should be happy that the Alpha King would be present in your coronation,” Alpha Shadowfang said, trying to understand Alex's bitterness.

Some of the students were watching her with amusement, some with expressionless faces and a certain group of girls with…anger? Anna ignored them all and walked towards the glass doors with her head held high, she was the Siromanis' daughter after all. But that didn't stop her from hearing the comments of the other students. "She's pretty," she heard one boy say. "Where did she come from?" another one asked. "I don't know, maybe Africa? Her skin color is dark," someone answered and she mentally face palmed. "It's not dark you idiot, her complexion is more of light skinned,".another boy said and a side of her lip twitched. At least someone among these boys had sense.

the other guy assisted, caressing her vagina, giving more penetration, fondling her breasts and kissing her as he thrusted her. The other guy went to Brody and one girl came to us. We changed positions, and I had the girl lay her back on the bed, taking her legs on my shoulder, while the other girl squat above her, scissoring their vaginas, as I took in my dick slowly inside her heated and dilated butthole, feeling her opening tight around my dick and release again. Arianne gave off a mixture of cries and moaning. After some thrusting, her butthole surprisingly became accomodating. I moaned. They moaned. Body rubbing against each other.

Adrian growled and bit her bosom in response. "Ahhh!!! Ahhh...Adrian..." Claire hugged him, but Adrian pushed her hands away and moved up. Grabbing both of her hands, he pinned them above her head as he was interested in memorising her erotic expressions. Claire started thrashing violently under him. He knew she was nearing, so he started rubbing her pussy inhumanely. He clenched his jaw tightly while the poor girl sobbed under him. He was being way too rough, but fuck, she was enjoying it to the fullest. Sweat oozed out from every pore of her skin, and Adrian so fucking loved that tempting sight.

How petty. "Anyways." I shoot him a look and stop in front of the window, bending to look down and gasping in excitement at what I see. "I knew I wasn't crazy!" I exclaim, pointing at the small patch of purple flowers that still sit at the base of the window. I tense a little when Erik presses against my arm to see what I was yelling about. I could feel the tension between us, blooming from something as tiny as our arms brushing. "Last night, I wiped my tears on my hand, and put it there, and when I picked it up, those flowers were blooming!" I look up at him with a grin on my face, faltering when I realize I'm inches away from him, and he's already staring at me.

Pushed her away. Because wanting her was dangerous. Because loving her… that was fatal. I stood from the bed slowly, my bare feet hitting the cold marble floor. Arianna’s eyes dipped to my chest, lingering just long enough to make my skin heat under her gaze before she scoffed and turned away. “Staring now, are we?” I taunted. “Please,” she said over her shoulder. “I’ve seen better chests on stable boys.” I narrowed my eyes. “You’re playing a dangerous game, little mouse.”

My entire universe shrank down to that bedroom, that woman, that moment. "You're a fucking goddess, Ariana," Vanessa said, finally able to verbalize again. "You know that, right? I even like your hairy pussy. It's so natural and wild." Ariana managed to blush even harder when Vanessa called out her pubes. Now I was sure my wife was about to erupt.

Violet shifts, not sure what I plan on doing. “I'm sorry, Vee. Can we just stay like this for a moment?” my sleepy voice inquires next to her ear. My eyes are closed, but I can feel her head tilt up to look at me. “Alright, but just for a few minutes,” she shyly replies, adjusting so we both don't fall off. I chuckle as the quiet of the room lulls me into a deep slumber. “By the way,” I start, almost fully asleep. “Even the loneliest flower has the ground for company.”

I caught the sight of her exposed thigh from the slit dress she wore, and I could feel my heart racing faster. I stood up abruptly, presenting the flowers to her as a way of hiding the enormous nervousness I felt. “Sunflowers for a lady who is as beautiful and bright as the sun" “With all pleasure, sire" Natalie said, receiving the flowers. “Thank you so much Maurice, the massage, I feel better now" I kissed her hands while she smelt the flowers. “Let's eat Nat, it's getting late. Tell me about Letticia, your new friend!"