Cerita Erotis Selingkuh นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She tempted him even more. She approached the pole and glued her throbbing jewel between her thighs. She didn't know, but it seemed like that part was starting to get wet while she was doing what she was doing. She held on to the pole and rubbed herself, especially the lower body on the cold pole. It's like she's having sex there. The man scooped up all the contents of the glass and placed it on the table next to him. One of his fingers was already on his lip and he was holding it while staring at what she was doing. She suddenly turned around and rubbed her legs up to both thighs.

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

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

But even that tenderness turns filthy fast—his fingers sliding back inside me, curling, stroking, until I’m coming again on his hand while he whispers how beautiful I look when I fall apart. There’s no room for anything else. No guilt. No tomorrow. No thoughts of Jake, or consequences, or what happens when the trip ends. Just the slick slide of bodies, the bite of teeth on shoulders, the wet slap of skin, the way his breath catches when I clench around him, the guttural way he growls my name—Sally—right before he comes, flooding me until it drips down my thighs and stains the sheets. We chase release after release.

He promised as he began to kiss me hard, twisting his tongue into my mouth as we exchanged saliva, distracting me from whatever Kieran was doing with my asshole. "You are cheating Kendrick. That mouth should be on my dick now." Killian said and a moan slipped out of me when Kieran added another finger in my hole, stretching me. Kendrick cock was still in my pussy and I was slowly bouncing on it as pleasure was beginning to overwhelm me. Just then Kieran removed his finger and replaced it with his big dick, almost tearing me open as I shut my eyes, trying to remember Kendrick's words. He said I would enjoy it so I just have to be patient, right?

"W.. what's this for?" "I'm leaving ". "Why?", he asked. "You have a fiancee...Tom, doesn't that bother you that you're cheating on her?". "Okay but that's my problem, that's shouldn't come in between us". "No I'm not that type of person, I'm not going to be your... side piece that you fuck when your fiancee isn't there, this was fun and all but, no I'm not doing this anymore". "Isabella we're just just fucking, it's nothing serious ".

This is a lesbian erotica story, enjoy! “Bang!” I jump, looking behind me. My best friend, Joanna, eyes me as I stare at myself in the mirror, flipping her hair over her face. She smiles, “You do realise it’s my wedding night, right?” I turn swiftly, my hand resting on my hips as I glare at her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” She laughs, quenching my anger instantly. “Meaning why don’t you come help me with my hair instead of primping yourself for Jimmy.”