Cerita Dewasa Sek Novels & Stories

Seraphina “Uhmm…” I moaned as I slowly rubbed my clit with my fingers. Raphael’s picture in hand. Damn…already so wet from just thinking about his huge, strong and veiny hands doing things to my body. My pussy throbbed even harder, till I slid two fingers inside them and started finger fucking myself.

"Yes, I bet they do. It's probably natural when you're young and horny and there's a girl or a boy right there. But actual, total, full-on sex? There's no way. I mean, it's illegal." "Yes, they do," Darcy said. She was pouting now. "Brothers and sisters have sex. All the time. And I can prove it to you." "I'm pretty sure those videos are fake," I said, "And those stories are written by creepy, loveless virgins and old pervs." "I can prove it," Darcy said, "With real people that we both know." "OK, seriously?" "Sam and Dave," Darcy said, she sat back, arms crossed, like she'd won the argument.

I moaned and arched my body. After a few more minutes in which he cleaned after himself, he withdrew. “Bmbm,” I tried to mumble, telling him that I hadn’t come yet. “Shh, puppy, or you might drop the knife. ”His warning registered, and I shut up. He stayed unmoving for a few more minutes, and then he spat, his saliva hitting me right in the clit. I groaned as another wave of filthiness filled my body. “I love seeing my juices dripping down your pretty little cunt.

Cerena fell for his charm even as she was trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could she ignore the temptation that came along with it. THIS STORY IS RATED 18+ CONTAINS PART OF BDSM, NOTHING TOO EXTREME THOUGH, JUST MILD. SO IF YOU ARE NOT THE TYPE TO ENJOY STORIES LIKE THIS ONE, I'M SORRY THIS IS NOT FOR YOU. ***** DISCLAIMER: This book is a work of fiction. Names, Character, Places and Incidents are either a product of my imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. And any resemblance to actual persons, [living or dead], business establishments, events or local are purely coincidental and unintentional.

I don’t know how I'm going to make it home before I blow my load, or even worse, before someone notices my hard-on! I decide to make a quick pit stop at the town library and use the combination of their public toilets and the free Wi-Fi to relieve myself. I quickly lock the only cubicle in the men’s bathroom and sit down, I put my earphones in and immediately go to my phone's videos where I store a large amount of p**n. I quickly click play on one of my favourite screaming videos and start to jerk my 8” cock. I’m already ready to blow my load and the screaming and hot ladies aren’t helping. Suddenly I imagine Mrs Sinclar jerking me and it’s all too much as I shoot stream after stream of cum

He hovered above me, his eyes glowing gold with lust. Thunder erupted outside, clashing with the storm of lust brewing in those eyes. I tried to sit up, to slide back, but it made me rub my legs instead as he was so close. Rubbing my legs made my cum drip out of my cunt. I took my head backwards, moaning softly as I bit my lips shamelessly.

He slammed back in, doggy style, his hands gripping my hips as he thrust deep and fast. “Fuck, your pussy grips me so good." Thea slid beneath me, her mouth latching onto my swinging breast as she tried to suck them, desperate. Adam slapped my ass lightly. “You two are filthy. Kara, tell me how my cock feels.” “It’s so big… stretching me… don’t stop!” I gasped, feeling Thea's teeth against my nipple. Thea chuckled lightly. "Fuck her harder, Adam, make her come.” He growled, thrusting faster, his balls slapping against me. “Come on my cock, Kara. Grip me.”

All she wanted was for that smooth, perfectly timed caressing of her love-bud to continue till she erupted. ‘We all know him, don’t we, girls?’ Celine looked up to say. ‘We do,’ they chorused. Armina was seated on a chair, legs spread wide, running a huge black dildo across her slick-wet avenue, dallying to circle the head of her clit. It was a perfect model of a penis; veins running up its stem, knotted and realistic and a rounded, bulging cock-head. It hummed persistently, and she flicked a switch to make it move faster.

She turns and strides over to her drawer, pulling out a leather harness and a massive silicone cock. She straps it on, the sight making my breath hitch. She's grinning, her eyes gleaming with lust and malice. She positions me on the bed, my ass resting on her thighs, my legs spread wide. She spits on the silicone cock, coating it, making it glisten. She presses the head against my hole, a cruel smile on her face. "Ready?" she asks, her voice a low purr. I nod, a mix of anticipation and fear coursing through me. She pushes in, slow and steady, her eyes locked onto mine. I gasp, the pain intense, the burn overwhelming.