Cerita Dewasa Bikin Baper Novels & Stories

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up with my tits, down with my mouth, over and over in a fluid motion that had him groaning and cursing. "Goddamn, you were made for this shit," he panted, his cock twitching and swelling between my compressed breasts. The crude words only spur me on, making me work him faster, squeeze my tits tighter around his shaft. My lipstick has left red rings at various points along his length, like obscene measuring markers of how deep I've taken him. My chin and chest are glazed with a mixture of saliva and precum, a sloppy mess that only adds to the lubrication between my breasts.

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

I sat down, my heart hammering. “Oh, Celine,” she said softly, her eyes moving over my body. “Look at you. Those beautiful curves. That round ass and perky tits. You can never be a nun, cara. A body like yours was made to be fucked. You need a thick, hard cock to stretch that tight little pussy and devour it completely.” Her dirty words made me gasp. Heat rushed to my face and between my legs.

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Sam actually blushed, "I'll send you the links. It was tough to track the origins of the vids, other than that one filmmaker, but the Reddit stories were easy. A lot were fakes, but I ended up making contact with quite a few posters whose stories were real. I also started reading stories posted on erotica sites and looking up the authors. A couple said right out that they were in incestuous relationships. The stories they wrote had a different feel, I got so I could tell." Deb smiled. I wondered what was in her coffee, "Reading and seeing all that must have been—exhausting." Sam looked right at my sister, "I'd do my work on a wooden chair with a suction cup dildo and towel under the chair. M

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

My nipples ached against his chest. The repairman’s voice crackled again through the speaker: “Fifteen minutes, sir. Hang in there.” Adam’s grip on me tightened. His cock twitched against me, now fully hard and enormous. I whimpered softly into his shirt, thighs pressing together, terrified and unbearably turned on at the same time. His hand finally slid down and cupped my ass, squeezing once, hard. Fifteen minutes suddenly felt like forever. Adam’s hand stayed on my ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh through my skirt. I could feel every inch of his thick, hard cock pressed against my belly. It throbbed with his heartbeat. My pussy was dripping, soaking through my panties, my thighs sl

or, you know, life. It’s okay that he’s talked incessantly on the drive to the hotel about his new business idea. The one that has no actual plans attached to it and consists of “well, weed is legal now in some states” and “I know some guys.” And it’s okay that even at thirty-eight, he’s still so good-looking that the clerk at the front desk looks like she’s in a bit of a daze from his focused attention. I know the feeling, sister. It’s how he got me pregnant at sixteen.

I leave the door open like he told me to. My ass is still on fire. Every time I shift on the bed the sheets drag over the hot skin and make me suck in a breath. I can still feel the thick stretch of his fingers and the way he made me come while he was spanking me. My cunt is slippery and swollen. I press my face into the pillow and try not to think about it. I fail.