Candy Licker An Urban Erotic Tale Novelas e Histórias

“Already dripping for someone you claim to hate.” He pressed the sticky lollipop directly against my swollen clit and rubbed it in slow, teasing circles. I gasped, hips jerking. Then he leaned down and licked it — licked me — his tongue hot and firm over my most sensitive spot before pulling the lollipop away and sliding it back between my lips. “Taste how wet you got from being put in your place,” he said. The sweet cherry flavor mixed with my own taste. Humiliation burned through me, but so did something darker and hotter.

She came hard, trembling against the bookshelves, her moans swallowed by my lips while I kept fingering her through every wave, drawing it out until she was a shaky, dripping mess. I pulled my fingers out slowly, brought them to my lips, and licked them clean while she watched with wide, dazed eyes. “See?” I whispere d, smiling. “I told you I’d handle it.”

“You really want to get fucked today, don’t you?” Lila nodded fast, already wet. His fingers pushed inside her soaked hole. “Still full of my cum from last night,” he said, pumping his fingers. “Dirty little girl.” He walked her to the couch, bent her over the armrest, and yanked her shorts down. Her ass was bare and ready. Ethan dropped to his knees, spread her cheeks, and licked her pussy from behind. Long, hungry strokes. His tongue flicked her clit then pushed inside her.

The day that had been shit had ended in glory, an impulsive encounter that proved urban life still held dirty, delicious surprises. As Ana drove home, her phone vibrated with a message from him: “I’m already hard thinking about your cum-filled pussy. When again?” She smiled, replying quickly: “Tomorrow, you bastard. Fuck me until I forget my own name.” The chapter ended like this, with them returning to reality, but carrying the trail of dirty desires and the potential for more intense fucks — the blackout nothing more than a catalyst for repressed urban lust. The End.

Tucked right inside me where I’d pressed it in the shop while Vincent waited outside. The wrapper was slick, warm from my body heat, and I worked it out of my pussy slowly. Let my fingers disappear to the knuckle. Then I dragged them back out dripping. The candy emerged glistening. I held it up between two fingers. A smirk plastered on my lips as I watched Vincent's stone-cold expression. “One,” I said. Then I brought my slick fingers to my mouth and licked them clean. Slowly. One at a time. My tongue sliding between them, tasting myself, tasting the salt and musk of my own wetness while he watched.

Alex responded eagerly, his hands roaming to her skirt, hiking it up to feel the garters and the bare skin of her ass, pulling her closer until he could feel her warmth against his hardening cock. They kissed fiercely, her lips soft and demanding, tongue exploring his mouth as her hands freed his erection from his pants, stroking it with slow, firm grips that made him groan. 'You're so hard already,' she murmured, her thumb circling the sensitive head, spreading the pre-cum. Alex lifted her onto the counter, spreading her legs to reveal her bare, glistening pussy, and he dove in, his tongue tracing her folds with deliberate licks, tasting her sweetness as he sucked on her clit. Lila moaned l

He clicks his tongue, trying to pull away, but I go on my knees in front of him immediately, looking up and blinking innocently at him even though there is nothing innocent about my desire for him. "I can.. just let me." I say, my tone coming out desperate, but I don't care. He smirks and faces me, hitting my face with his manhood and I enjoy it more than I should. I just want to be treated like one of his sluts. "Make me cum then." He says, his voice low and intimidating. I do not ask further questions, I simply take his cock into my mouth, wrapping my lips around his tip, and sucking on it like it is lollipop. He grips my hair firmly, throwing his head back as groans of pleasure escapes hi

I blink as he turns to the dresser and pulls out a candy stick. I wasn't expecting that—a candy. But I'm thrilled, and for a second, I wonder if he bought it knowing this would happen tonight. He unwraps it and walks closer to the bed. He settles in between my thighs again, then he takes a lick from it and starts to trace it around my inner thighs. I quiver. “What are you doing—oh!” He sticks the candy in my cunt! Oh fuck. I grab the sheets, jerking as he twirls the head of the candy in my slippery cunt. Shit, it feels so good, so fucking good and dirty.

When her orgasm overwhelmed her, Candy howled again, in absolute ecstasy while her thighs tightened their grip before letting go. When she was through coming, the very happy brunette relaxed completely, with her arms flopped at her sides and her legs draped over Brian's shoulders. He greedily licked most of the fresh honey from her legs, pussy and everywhere else it had splattered but he left the juices inside her dripping pink hole so they would be able to perform their task of providing lubrication. He was horny and wanted to fuck and he knew she would be too. After devouring all the delicious treat he would allow himself, he backed away and let Candy's legs fall gently onto the bed.

Chapter 5 As I settled down a bit again, he looked up at me. He brought his fingers to his mouth, breathed deeply as if scenting a delicious aroma, then slowly slipped finger after finger into his mouth, licking my juices from them. It was one of the most erotic things I think I’d ever seen. “Delicious,” he said with a grin, “but not enough.”