Cerita Hot 18 Ke Atas Novels & Stories

Family secrets uncovered at the nudist park. This one is fast. In this story, men have sex with each other, women have sex with each other, family members have sex with each other. You have been notified. Nobody in this story has any sort of sexual thoughts or activities of any kind until they magically become eighteen. *

“I don't know, most of them look like they like it. Do you think they are drunk or fucking high or something? “Maybe they are whores who have to do that shit.” “Most of them don’t look like whores, these are homemade videos. That means those guys are wives or girlfriends.” “Do a search for blow jobs, let's see what other women say.” I typed 'blow job' into the G****e search box and the screen filled up with endless pages of links about fellatio. Brenda and I spent the next hour reading articles from the website on how to suck a cock and make it pleasurable for both him and her. There were a lot of pictures, and we even saw some videos that were hotter than the crappy video we'd been watching

She was screaming in ecstasy and saying nasty things. "Fuck me harder! Oh, God, your dick feels so good…don't stop.". "I'm about to cum. Your pussy's milking my dick," he said. I could hear him slap her ass several times as he pounded harder into her. "Oh, baby, please fuck me harder. Punish me with your cock. Fill my pussy with your cum.". "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!" she screamed. I buried my hand over my face. 'How could he?' I searched for an answer as the hot tears poured down. I sat on the floor and cried my eyes out.

It had been years since they dated, but that didn’t stop me from having a crush on him. His deep voice pulled me from my thoughts again when he said, “So, uh… this is awkward.” His hand went to rub at the back of his neck as he contemplated what to say next. “You’re eighteen now,” he stated simply after a moment, and I nodded slowly. “And if I’m not mistaken… you were also just about to make me cum.” My eyes widened at his words as a thrill shot through me. Was this really happening? “I could report you for sexual harassment,” he continued with a smirk. “Or I could punish you myself. Your choice.”

“Fuck babygirl. You make me want to do very dirty things to you.” I feel his erection pressing against my ass and I smile innocently. “Like what daddy?” I ask, wiggling a little on his lap. Gavin groans and leans in sucking on my neck. “Like.” He whispers, pausing a second. “Untying that little bikini bottom and sliding my fingers into that tight pussy of yours right here in this chair.” He kisses my neck and I moan. “Or, bending you over the arm of the couch, and fucking you until you are screaming my name.”

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

She imagined his breath hot against her neck as he whispered, "You're so tight around me." The combination of the fantasy and her own touch was overwhelming. She felt her body tighten, her muscles clenching around her fingers. The pleasure was intense, a wave of heat that washed over her, making her to cry out. She moved her hand faster, her hips bucking against her fingers, her body arching off the chair. She was so close. She could feel the tension coiling in her lower belly, a tight, hot spring ready to snap.

I panted heavily. He stilled his movements, then looked up to give me a wolfish smile. "No, you don't." Marcello moved my panties aside, plunging two fingers straight inside me, kissing my lips to stop me from crying out. I hadn't had sex in over two years, so I was tight as fuck. He didn't care as he kept moving in and out of me, his thumb stimulating my clit. He was right. How could I hate someone who gave me this kind of pleasure? "Marc… more." I breathed out.

What had he meant by when the lesson was learnt? My mind flashed back to the promotional video on his page, advertising him as an erotic tutor—a sex therapist, if one wanted to make it sound fancy. That video was nothing short of a p**n. Do you need to cum, Tessy? Rub your clit a little faster while you finger your pussy… No, darling, not like that. Like so. I almost wet my pants. His voice had been so low and gravelly, melting my insides and filling me up with intense heat.