Cerita Bergambar Dewasa Novels & Stories

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, he asked, his eyes locked onto mine. “Mmmm… It's… It's… good”, I said in a gasp. He spanked my pussy slightly, the sound making my nipples perk up in my top. “Try again”, he ordered feeding me another forkful of the cake. I bit into it, focusing on the rich chocolate melting on my tongue as Gerald's fingers thrust deep into my pussy, stretching me wide. "Describe it properly, slut," he growled low, thrusting hard while his thumb ground against my clit.

This was normal life now. Later that afternoon, I lay on a wide silk cushion under a flowering tree, reading one of the community’s ancient erotic scrolls. The illustrations were filthy and beautiful — women tangled in endless pleasure. My fingers idly stroked my own clit as I read, lost in the words. A woman with golden hair and a thick strap-on appeared beside me. She didn’t speak. She simply spread my legs, positioned the fat head of her cock at my entrance, and pushed inside me in one smooth thrust.

He tossed the book onto the bed beside her, its pages splayed open to an illustration of a woman arched beneath a man, his cock buried deep inside her. Ánh Nguyệt's breath hitched. Her fingers twitched against the sheets. "Look at it," Duy Nam commanded, voice low. She did. The arousal was instant—her cheeks flushed, her lips parted. The detailed sketches left nothing to imagination: limbs tangled, mouths open in pleasure, the slick slide of bodies. Duy Nam didn't wait. He pushed her back, his palm rough against the delicate fabric of her robe. "Tell me you don't want this." She couldn't.

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."

The man's mouth parted slightly as he watched her touch herself. She pinched her nipples between her fingers, gasping at the sensation. The stranger's free hand drifted down to palm himself through his boxers. The sight of him touching himself while watching her sent another flood of wetness to her already soaked panties. She let one hand slide down her stomach, over the lace of her underwear. Her fingers pressed against her clit through the fabric, making her hips jerk slightly. "Fuck," she whispered to the empty room. Her legs trembled as she continued touching herself, circling her clit through her panties.

WARNING: CONTAINS INCEST. DON'T READ IF IT'S NOT YOUR CUP OF TEA. YOU CAN WAIT FOR FUTURE UPLOADS. I WON'T ENTERTAIN HATE COMMENTS! THIS DOESN'T IN ANY WAY REFLECT THE AUTHOR'S THOUGHTS ON THE MATTER. I WRITE BASED ON THE PROMPTS GIVEN. IN CASE YOU HAVE A FANTASY YOU WANT ME TO PEN DOWN, COMMENT AT THE END OF MY RECENT LAST CHAPTERS, AND I'LL SEE THEM…

Videos of her looking flirtatiously into the camera - playing with her breasts, turning around and bouncing her ass cheeks, pretending to masturbate. In the sidebar, she advertises her webcam services. "Come play with me!" says the title. Below, the fine print says, "I don't do full nudity but we can still have lots of fun." My mind is reeling. My baby is doing pornography. I slam my laptop shut. My blood is heated. I need to sleep on it and think about next steps in the morning. About an hour later, I open the laptop again. I can't sleep. I am a mess. And...

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

he gestured a killing sign to his neck. My body began to tremble. Was this why the werewolves avoided the Cannibals territory? They were Cannibals like their name implied, brutal, wicked and lovers of games that included sex. Just the basic act of sex turned them on. "And if you don't want to suck them dicks, DON'T EVER GET CAUGHT. JUST KEEP ON RUNNING!" his laughter stung into me. Fury left me, and I realized I rather have Luna Diva suppression than all of this.