Cara Penetrasi Yang Nikmat Novels & Stories

“That was close. Too close, Eli.” He withdraws the hand only to replace it with something far less forgiving. The slow, controlled plunge of his thick, slick shaft into my readiness. My back arches. The shift from external pressure to deep, internal fullness is overwhelming. “Ten,” I manage, the word punched out by the depth of his penetration. He maintains a frustratingly slow, grinding pace, moving only to the point of maximum fullness before retreating just enough to make me strain. He deliberately avoids my absolute sweet spot, dragging the promise of release across my nerves.

He drove her through it, pushing her into a second, sharper peak, her cries becoming hoarse, broken things. Only then did he rise up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were black with lust in the darkness. He positioned himself at her entrance, the silicone sound still inside her alongside him. The stretch was immense, painful, exquisite. “This,” he hissed, gripping her taped hips, “is the culmination of the therapy. The deepest possible penetration. To ensure the treatment reaches every affected cell.” He sheathed himself inside her in one long, brutal thrust.

I couldn't stand on my own anymore. Then that sinful palm moved slowly to my stomach, and cupped my leaking pussy. "Co..." I was moaning his name as softly as I could, my tongue and teeth itching to bury into something, anything. "Yes, Aria? Should I buy it? It will only be for our dirty fantasies." His breath was hot on my neck, messing with my head, teasing my swollen pulsating core, making my nipples so fucking hard they could penetrate through a wall. Penetration...

Her experience had honed her skills, allowing her to expertly target all the right spots that would render a man incapable of coherent thought. Aiden had encountered a few submissive partners in the past, but their repertoire had been limited to a single move: attempting to forcefully take his entire length down their throats. Jasmine, on the other hand, possessed a deep understanding of pleasure. She recognized that it wasn't a mere race to reach the finish line but rather an exhilarating journey of ecstasy that she alone was responsible for guiding Aiden through. Instead of fixating on deepthroating alone, she knew the value of a warm, wet tongue gliding along his shaft and caressing his b

Bent me over the railing, titties hanging over the edge now, silk still bunched and wet now, ass up. Cock at my ass, he it tapped repeatedly. “Want this?” he asked. “Yesss… please—” He spit, on his cock slicked himself and my asshole. He pushed in slow. Fuck. It Burned. Then pleasure crashing in. I moaned into my own arm. He entered completely and groaned low. Jonah started thrusting in, slow rolls at first. Then going deeper. Harder. Hand between my legs again, fingers pumping my pussy, thumb on clit. Double penetration with his body and hand.

She wanted desperately to let go but was too inhibited. Slowly, Sinclair withdrew the penis substitute almost completely, then equally slowly pushed it right back in again, twisting it slightly on the return stroke. He eased it out to let it fondle her perineum and slip between her buttocks, nudging against her rectum. More pressure, and the artificial glans was penetrating her anus, inch by slow inch. Karen moaned. With his free hand, Sinclair deftly stimulated her nipples, moving back and forth between them, the vibrator returned to her silken haven, bumping her Gspot. 'More,’ she wailed, thrashing against her bonds, longing to feel him ploughing through her female parts. ‘Give me more! I

your entrance yielding to my penetration. As the tightness of your pussy surrounds my forward advance you whimper in sexual delight. The sensations are overwhelming. You are beautiful, naked and restrained, legs spread, submitting to this sexual intrusion, your lips deliriously stretched by my girth. Tunneling deeper your warm walls move around me, the drenched tightness of your slippery canal wrapping me in indescribable pleasure. Penetrating you fully, the length of my shaft extends to the very depth of your canal. My cock deep inside you, the hard shaft straining against the taught folds of your opening...I can't help but indulge in fantasizing about the ultimate dominance: to fill you wi

The scratch of the pen was loud in the quiet room. “Category Three. Penetration. Vaginal. With my fingers, toys, or myself. Again, specifics: pace, depth, position, subject to directives.” Millie’s core clenched. He spoke about fucking her with the detached precision of a surgeon describing a procedure. It was wildly arousing. “Limits?”

I finally let go of my clitoris, giving it time to recover, but I could feel the places where the nail had penetrated still burning and throbbing. Without them waiting, I made another move, turning around and moving up a little more, resting my left arm on the glass, while pushing my ass up, leaving my knees further apart, so that now they would also have a view of my ass. I take my right hand from underneath me to between my legs and penetrate myself with two fingers, opening and closing them, forcing my entrance to expand so that it makes a noise as I move my fingers. From my position, I can't see the men anymore, and can't know what they're doing, but I can imagine them standing in front

I jolted, a sharp breath escaping me. "Relax," he murmured, pressing one finger gently against the tight ring of muscle. "Imagine it, Ciara. Me buried in your pussy while I open this pretty ass with my fingers… then my cock. Double penetration. Stretching you full until you can’t think straight. Until the only thing you feel is me owning every inch of you." Heat flooded my face. The dirty words made my pussy clench hard. "You’re sick," I whispered, but my voice shook with want.