Burn Sex Scenes Novels & Stories

"You're wasting your time being a crime boss. Clearly, being an adult film actress suits you better." The screen showed footage of Tara straddling Brandon, moaning without restraint. Her face turned paler with every sound she made in that video. "Honey, I…" "Don't say another word. The more you talk, the more disgusted I feel. Sign the papers and let's go our separate ways." She shook her head resolutely, her voice brooking no argument. "I'm not signing them!"

In the word 'nothing', many things are hidden, sometimes anger, sometimes unhappiness, sometimes pain. You never know what it means. -Unknown. |Z Y R A| Maria was right. The house was on fire and ger husband couldn't find a vetter time to encourage her to get over her anxiety about talking to other people. Because I wasted like whole 5-7 minutes on the phone call with her when the flames from our house were touching the sky. Rubbing my temple with my fingers, I walked in another room looking all black now. Most of the things we had are now burned to ashes. Good thing, I didn't had the cash for Flora's treatment at home.

Locked in that basement, denied even a sliver of sunlight, surviving only on the water and food they sent down… With no way to bathe, I could only save my drinking water to wipe myself down, ensuring I stayed clean and didn't decay throughout the year. And yet, the moment they opened the basement door and saw me—dirty, ragged, unkempt—even the harshest light couldn't hide the look of disgust in Jonathan's eyes. And in that instant, my heart died completely. He stepped closer, a flicker of concern in his gaze. "Your complexion is awful… are you feeling unwell?" He reached out, as if to brush the tangled strands of hair from my forehead. But I stepped back, keeping my distance.

“We both know you wouldn’t dare.” “Try me,” she whispered with a wicked smile, then kissed him hard. Their bodies moved with practiced rhythm. This wasn’t love,it was lust, greed, and power games all wrapped into one heated exchange. Clothes flew off. Moans filled the room. And when it was over, they lay there breathless, not from emotion, but from the thrill of getting everything they wanted without consequences. Tamara lit a cigarette, took a drag, and handed it to Rumero. “So what’s next?”

“Beg for it.” I rubbed her clit with the pad of my finger, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. I groaned as I felt her pussy clenching around my dick, pushing me toward my own release. “Hope you’re on birth control, Princess,” I panted out, sweat just beginning to gather on my back and along my hairline. “Because this cunt is about to be pumped full of my cum.” My digit worked her clit faster and harder, and she was teetering on the edge.

In a ‘Burn with me’ way, I don't pull up my dress, ‘cus while I love to die with the knowledge that he craved to see my perfect pink pussy. I slip his tie down my panties, tugging the thin fabric down without effort. Then the tip of it slips in. Smooth. Teasing. Setting a flame at the entrance of my wetness. “Ohhhh… Daddy…” I gasp, running out of air. My shaky fingers guide it in. Deeper. Fuller. Shoving more of him inside of me. “Fuck!” I throw my head backward, almost bruising my neck from the rough motion. I'm slowly convulsing. It's hard to stay up on my knees… hard to act sane.

A/N: Mature content, 18+ sex scenes ahead! *** Without further ado, he positioned himself at her entrance and pushed forward with a force that made Heather gasp in both pain and ecstasy. Their bodies met with a primal connection that sent shockwaves of pleasure through them both. Heather's body trembled as Atlas thrust into her, his cock filling her tightness. The mixture of pain and pleasure sent waves of sensation coursing through her, making her moan in a way she never had before. Her nails dug into his back, leaving red marks that would be reminders of their encounter.

Author's POV ( 18+ scene) Luxian did not want to waste any more time-he could feel Summer burning up, her desire undeniable. The heat between them, that Moon Goddess -given connection, had pushed her past the point of resistance. He dragged his rough, wet tongue over her pussy, meanwhile Summer's body tensed, her blood rushing from her toes to the top of her head. Summer's hand unconsciously grabbed Luxian's hair. Luxian's tongue stroking was getting crazier, and he slipped a finger into her hole. Summer trembled, pulling Luxian deeper to sink between her thighs.

Right after the elevator shuts, he says, panting, “Good. Now wear it only for me, but right now, I can’t get anything straight in my head, because I keep on thinking of being inside you. Damn it, Avery, what have you done to me?” Then I found myself suspended on the elevator wall, he pins me to it and level my breasts to his head. His strong arms make it so possible, then he sniffs my breasts and sucks it. I moan involuntarily. “Dee, the camera,” I whisper, this is one of my top priorities, but this scene is something that I’ve imagined for such a long time.

Killian looks at her with a smirk on his face, “isn't this a bit too mature?“ he asks. “We're all adults here, plus mom's not home” Emma says, and increases the volume of the tv. Her words are far from innocent and accidental, she knows exactly what she's doing and what she's saying. I pull my legs up to the chair and wrap my arms around my legs, will I be able to last through this? I'm already horny from being in the stall with him earlier…watching a movie like this would make it worse. The first scene starts and it's sex.