Cerita Dewasa Merayu Novels & Stories

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

I love my husband so much but for the past few years now he has become inactive in bed, which has forced me to look for alternatives such as a dildo to quench my relentless sexual hunger. You have the most beautiful figure I could imagine and a sweet pussy. "Aiden said." I know you have been hooked on my cock with the way you find it. I love your cock so much Aiden I wish I to never get tired of your cock. I love how you make me cum with that huge cock of yours, it feels different each time you are riding on me.

He collapsed on top of me, breathing like he had just run a marathon. I lay there, still aching, still empty. He rolled off me and lay on his back, chest heaving. “Babe… I’m not satisfied yet,” I said softly, trying to keep the frustration out of my voice. “Please… can you make me cum with your fingers? I don’t mind.” He turned his face away from me. I moved closer, reaching for his softening dick. “Let me get you hard again. I can ride you slow this time”

Wetness flooded his mouth and chin. Devin pulled his fingers out and stood up. He stripped off his jersey and shorts. His cock sprang free again, fully hard now, thick and dark with veins standing out. Pre-come beaded at the tip. He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between her legs. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slick folds, coating himself in her juices. Then he pushed forward. Jayla gasped as he stretched her open. Inch by inch, his thick cock slid inside her until his hips pressed against hers. She felt so full. Her walls gripped him tight.

, I said, giving him my best smile. He grabbed me towards him, pulling me to his lips, as we kissed passionately, my pussy notifying me that it was good to go again. "You should rest", I teased while pulling away from the kiss. He didn't reply, he was looking at me with lust in his eyes. He desired me... I kissed him again, my hands resting on his cock. I slowly kneaded it back to life as I stroked it. It grew semi hard. "You're so fucking sexy", he panted as we broke the kiss. I mounted his cock without warning.

I ask her: "My love, tell me how many times you want my big cock!" I continue to stroke myself as she swallows, her gaze fixed on the cock that always feels so good to her. She finally opens her mouth: "I want you so badly, my darling, please, penetrate me!" I lean down a bit, then play around her entrance for a moment, circling with the head of my cock. She trembles, thinking I'm about to enter her. But I don't; I tease her like this, again and again, until she can't take it anymore and cries out in a voice strained with desire:

It took almost three hours of typing and his encouragement until I had fully unloaded my crappy life onto his shoulders. As he started to tell me more about himself, I found that he was a 55-year-old man who lived about five hundred miles away from me and had led a not dissimilar life. He had been married and divorced twice, and his current wife was not sexual at all. He had been using the chat room as an outlet for his sexual frustrations for two years now and occasionally wrote erotic stories for an online site. All his stories were about his fantasies of having sex with another man, although he claimed he had only tried it twice—neither time was all that satisfying. I asked him to direct

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

"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."

20. Sera was now on all fours on top of the desk with her tender ass exposed and that perky butt made me swallow with lust. This lustful scene had me unable to resist smacking the pale butt cheeks. The loud pa sound earned me a glare from Sera but I found this glare cute. She was all red and I knew she wanted me. "Don't be mad baby. Daddy will make you feel good in a minute," I soothed, rubbing the spot that was already turning pink from the smack.