Romans & histoires Belly Button Fetish

One thick finger teased her still-sensitive hole where the plug had been. “You’re going to take me here soon too,” he murmured. “But tonight…” His hand moved to her lower belly, pressing firmly. “Tonight I want to breed this sweet womb. Fill you until you’re dripping with Daddy’s cum. Imagine it, Bella—your belly growing round with my child. Your tits full and heavy. Tied to me forever.” The filthy breeding fantasy, combined with his deep thrusts and the overwhelming heat, pushed her closer to the edge. Bella moaned loudly, grinding harder. “Yes, Daddy… please breed me. I want it. I want everything with you.”

Soon her breasts will start to ache, then become really sensitive, and apart from the very appealing visual effects that's what we're aiming for. Once Beth is done letting Bella hang in anticipation she fully uncovers the tray, letting Bella catch a first glimpse at what will soon be used on her. I'm sure she knows what most of the 'instruments' are for, and I'm happy when instead of looking frightened Bella actually licks her lips. Beth smirks up at her, then reaches for a black inflatable butt-plug, taking her time covering it with lube. My previous exploring has left Bella's sphincter spread enough that the plug slides into her with

He flipped her over and kissed her again. Belly wanted to be in charge, which was one of Anton's favourite qualities in her. She is not frail. She flipped him over and forced him to stay there. Then she kissed him again while unbuttoning and taking off his shirt. She fixed her gaze on his chest, then on his eyes. "You're so hot, babe." Belly smirked. She placed her hand on his member as she rubbed slowly, trying to get his demon out. It will be in a few seconds, and before that happens, she cuffed him to the handle of her bed. Anton was shocked. "What are you doing?"

Shuddering, I put it down, wondering why and exactly who would buy something like that. “It’s for chastity, Princess.” My eyes drifted towards him, his fingers trailing over the other belt like thing which had a heart cutout at the front and locks at the bottom. He smirked at me and said, “They have one for naughty girls who can’t keep their hands to themselves.” My throat felt dry. Licking my lips, I asked, “W-why would anyone buy it though?” “It’s a kink. Staying in denial after edging and giving the control to their partner.”

NIVEA My generous curves seemed to captivate him completely. I watched his lips part and engorge, his cheeks flushing with lust. The way he stared at me—like I was Nefertiti, the goddess of love—made my pussy throb powerfully. A warm, traitorous wave of arousal flooded through my core. He drew in a sharp breath through his mouth and bit his lower lip hard.

However, with everything that's been happening on that continent, all the wars, insurrections and everything else, it wouldn't be the best choice at the moment. When I try to get Hailey to give in to me, she resists bravely. She's a very special woman. I'm experienced in the world of fetishes and I've introduced her to a world she had no idea about. The fun world of make-believe sex. And she loved it. She can pretend to be a prostitute with me, she can pretend to be a maid, she can pretend to be a cheating wife... Everything is fun in the fetish world. It only stops being fun when we sleep together on the second night, and I liked that. Now I have to forget about it because she'll never acce

His fingers ghosted over my wet folds. “How many times are you going to fixate on my boobs, Dante? Starting to think it's a fetish.” I groaned it more than said it, because he'd been there before, and here he was again. “I have a fetish for every part of you, bunny.” He began trailing kisses downward, lips dragging slowly over my skin while his cock slid along my torso, his hand still working my nipple, pinching, teasing. His balls grazed between my thighs as his knee nudged my legs apart.

"Watch me put a baby in you," you say to me as you kiss my neck and caress my tits. This is your latest obsession, your mission that must be accomplished. Most men can't stand pregnant women; they think they're fat and ugly, but not you. Every time you see a pregnant belly, your c*ck stands at attention, as if to salute. You're all for breastfeeding in public, as long as you can watch with that bulge in your shorts. Our pornography collection seems more like the videos you would find at the obstetrician. You're always bringing home some new movie where a sexy woman with a bulging belly is getting satisfied by one or two young studs or other pregnant women. You love to watch as a woman gets h

MY JEALOUS STEP BROTHER 3 BELLY Jack flipped me on all fours, his hand clamped hard on the back of my neck, forcing my chest flat against the couch cushion. His cock slammed into me from behind, each thrust bruising and claiming. My body jolted with every stroke, my breath catching in short ragged gasps. "Look at me, Sweet Belly." Kane rasped, dropping to his knees, his voice thick with hunger.

The ad flashed an image of a dimly lit room, surrounded by mirrors, with the tagline "Experience your deepest desires in the mirror room." Curiosity piqued, Bella clicked on the link and was led to a website that promised the ultimate sexual experience. It was a place where one could live out their fantasies of being ravished by a mysterious entity while watching themselves in countless reflections. Intrigued, she signed up for a session, eager to explore this new world of pleasure.