Carita Sex Novels & Stories

She smiled and offered a return gesture, figuring that they wouldn't even remember her in the morning. Cara finally stepped away from the window and plopped sat down on the edge of the bed. She reached for the remote and turned on the television. Flipping past all the local news channels, she quickly found one of the movie channels and the regular sex documentary show that aired new episodes once a week on Saturdays.

"That’s a shame. I was hoping you'd take the opportunity to correct your mistake." Sky scoffed, pushing him back. "Mistake? You must be so full of yourself. I definitely heard that singer crying while you were busy having sex in your car." Carter smirked, stepping closer, completely unfazed. "Did you ever stop to consider why she was crying? Maybe it wasn’t regret—maybe it was the kind of pleasure that brings tears to your eyes." He tilted his head slightly, eyes gleaming with challenge. "I wouldn’t blame you for not knowing the difference. I doubt you’ve ever had that kind of orgasm."

"I'm sorry Tricia! I could not stop myself. You're so damn hot and young, someone like is what I wanted from the very beginning. I hope you don't mind if we repeat having sex once in a while... of course you will be paid for the extra service that you provided!" said Carlo. "Next time, let us do it to another place!" "It's totally up to you Carlo. I just want to rephrase your last words, as long as I'm paid we can have unlimited sex!"

Carlos whispered through his laughter. The top of the mountain appeared, and Carlos climbed to the top like a madman. He had the back of his girlfriend’s legs sitting on his broad shoulders, and he worked his testosterone inside his girl’s moist vagina, like a getaway driver shifting gears. Sweat poured down Carlos’s face, and he injected his body with 12 ounces of Lotus-9, which put his turbocharged sex drive into overdrive.

Christina got home from Sean's place in record time, had her bath, and then lay on her bed, musing about the events of the past few days and how a lesser woman would have caved under the pressure of all that she had been going through in the past few months, but she was Christina Carter, and she was strong as fuck, not to mention intelligent as hell. Nothing could break her. She had waited till she left the woods after reburying Rosita to go through the woman’s phone, and she had nearly had a heart attack when she went through her messages and saw that she had communicated with Mr. Carter recently.

Carlo laughed at her words and slapped her little ass, "I used to be stupid but I'm not a cripple, can't I get hard when faced with someone I like?" Cynthia cried back, "You're lying ......" She was so emotional that he felt her flesh contract and tighten around his cock and he almost came. carlo drew a backward breath and leaned down and kissed Cynthia's back, "Good girl, I'm going to show you if I'm lying." With that he slid his hand from the small of her back to between her legs and gently rubbed her clit. It wasn't until he heard Cynthia's voice become soft and obedient that he knew she was close to orgasm. Carlo let out a low growl of pleasure as uncontrollable contractions and tremors

Nicholas Carrington:- I looked at my beautiful and sexy wife standing in front of me, wrapped in the most sexy lingerie I have ever seen, just like my extraordinary wife, and felt my heart race in my chest, and my cock stand erect, ready to embed inside of her soft folds.

I opened my eyes to see Sean making his way toward me on his knees, and before he even got to me, Carter squatted down. Each of them gripped one of my legs and opened it wide. Now my cunt and my ass were fully exposed for them, cum running through both holes, dripping onto the floor. I was almost afraid of Carter’s reaction to what must’ve been his nightmare. Then again, it was his cum, too. Sean was the first to press his tongue against my cunt. “How do you want us to do this, Butterfly? Each of us take our turn, or we feast on you together like hungry dogs?”

Sarah said softly. Cara's eyes opened and she smiled at her cousin. She bent forward and kissed Sarah's thigh, soft, light, a butterfly touch. Cara's tongue came out and she pointed it, probing delicately at the folds of Sarah's labia, enjoying the salty-sweet taste, the heat, the smell, the very essence of excited, sexually-ready woman that was her cousin.

He’ll definitely have a trip with me somewhere else. If could got the chance. But, Carx only means for this as friendly thing. He’s pure and expected to be in different types of relationship. I could depict their images as gorgeous, party-goer, been in bars, tried to check in hotels, dinner at expensive restaurants, and also meet a lot of luxurious objects. “Why are you asking me for this?” I asked while still looking straight to his eyes. I just found out he have that hazel brown eyes. Curved eyelashes and a very mint-scented mouth. He’s attractive and really hygienic. He looked down at me and licked his lips then bit the lower part.