Becky Lynch Sexy Novels & Stories

"It would be more of a problem if Master was still adamantly opposed to us fucking other men. If we can get the occasional cock somewhere else, it's not as big an issue as it was before. In the last three weeks, most of which Master's been gone, I've fucked Bill, Chen, Ricardo, the dance instructor, Sean, and Dan. Obviously, you've had it worse because no one else but Master can fuck your cunt, but that's temporary. Once you're pregnant, you're open game, too." Lisa laughed. "I can't believe the shit you talk me into. She is sweet. I can't believe how quickly she's learned to lick as well as she does." "My ears were burning," Becky said, rejoining us. "Were you talking about me?" "Yes," I re

"Alright, go ahead and let it out now. Slowly." Becky let a thin strand of bubbly semen dribble from her lips into the other girl's waiting mouth. Bill could see it pool up on her tongue, and as she moved a bit spilled down her cheek. The sight of them sharing his cum like that made his cock twitch, and he felt it move against Lydia's face, still nuzzling him from below. He let out a low groan as his erection began to grow again. "Lydia, dear, why don't you hold that cock in your mouth now."

She lets out her innocent giggle and says, "Last night was the hottest sex that I can remember, Becky you are gorgeous, and so damn sexy. I hope you enjoyed yourself and that I didn't scare you off." "Scare me off Lexi? Oh hell no! Yes I was extremely nervous, but I had never been so turned on, so wet, and what you did with your tongue down there (as I point between my legs) that was INCREDIBLE! and I've never cum so hard!" "So Becky, you are open to a repeat performance and more? And keep in mind, we are not dating, just having girl on girl fun. And don't take this the wrong way, but as much as I enjoyed last night, I still need a big thick cock to fuck me hard!"

She leans forward on her knees, scrunched up into nearly a ball so all I can see is her head at the base of my groin, her eyes peering into mine as she runs her fingers and nails along my sides, teasing my throbbing manhood. I can’t help the grunt that escapes me, that only fuels her playful display. Before finally…. finally…. her hand wraps round my length. My breath hitches as the touch sparks fires beneath my skin, and I find myself hypnotized by the emerald hue of her forestry eyes, their green shade reminding me of woods, the wolfish safe heaven I knew and loved. Tanya is a forest, sprawling with beauty, with growth, with fauna. Like a tranquil woody landscape, she soothed my inner wolf

The sensation sent shivers down Ava's spine, causing her to let out a soft moan of pleasure. "Please, let me see Nathan." she begged. Lucian continued to kiss and suck on her neck, his touch instantly eliciting a reaction from her body. He fondled her breasts, capturing her lips once again as he carried her to the bed. He slowly undressed her, his hands trembling with anticipation as he stared intensely at her. He captured one of her breasts into his mouth, his lips and tongue working in perfect harmony, sucking on it as if his life depended on it. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, her body responding eagerly to his touch.

I’d be a hassle to anyone looking to be pleased sexually. “Lisa, no one wants to see me naked. I’m sure of it.” Lisa waved her hands. “Oh, please girl! You still got hips that won’t quit, big titties, and a beautiful face. Someone is going to want you.” I raised a brow. “I see you didn’t mention my ass.” “Uhm. You aren’t working with much in that department, so... Thank God you were blessed with a pretty face.” Lisa’s phone pinged as she took it. “Holy shit! Remy just posted” she came to me, showing me.

In a private mansion of the Ransom clan, a leader, king, of the Lycan dynasty was enjoying his leisure time. The man had sharp blue eyes, jet black hair, with a height of one hundred and eighty seven centimeters. He is King Darius Ransom, a king who has been alone for three hundred years because his partner had to die in the war between the wolf clan and the vampire clan.

My whole body tingled with heat, and even my pheromones rippled imperceptibly. My heart tightened. I unconsciously increased the grip on his hand. As we approached the emergency exit, I suddenly heard a "tick-tock, tick-tock" sound. The sound of the fight had masked it when we arrived, but now that it was quiet, the noise was particularly clear. Could it be a bomb? My heart chilled, and at that moment, the ticking sound suddenly turned into an electrical noise. Almost by werewolf instinct, I lunged at Cyrus. The moment my body pressed against his, the cedar scent enveloped me like a tidal wave, along with the subdued dominance characteristic of the Lycan bloodline.

We were two storms crashing together, all jagged lightning and impossible gravity. His fingers dug into my hips. Mine tangled in his hair. And in the stillness between gasps, I knew something with aching clarity: This wasn’t just lust or adrenaline. It was connection. Fire. Need. But just as his lips slid down my collarbone, a sharp electronic chime cracked through the haze. Vault access complete. Begin playback? We both froze, breathing hard. Julian pulled away slowly, chest heaving. His lips were swollen. His eyes darker than night. “We should see what she left.”

She would see the Lycan again. Her head was in a state of euphoria as she lay in bed, imagining herself unravelling the mystery of her saving stranger. The smiles, and her much sought opportunity to say thank you to him. Until she asked herself the damning question. Then what? She was fresh from a heartbreak, and the pain of being left alone on her wedding day. What would happen if she and the Lycan fell in love? Would she not be exposing herself to the pain twice? Why did she even want to see him?