Cerita Hot Merangsang Novels & Stories

The glow of the TV painted the dark room with shifting colors, and I caught sight of her. Camille. Sprawled across the couch like a scene from a forbidden dream, head nestled against the armrest, watching some cheesy romcom. And what she had on… Christ. White lingerie. Sheer. So thin I could see the smooth dip of her waist and the curve of her hip from where I stood. Heat slammed into my groin, my cock jerking to full hardness in seconds, pressing painfully against my briefs. My throat dried. My pulse kicked hard against my veins.

"You're insane, but I love it." More rooms, more positions. On the plush rug, sixty-nine, mutual pleasure with mouths and hands. His groans vibrated against me as I swallowed him down. "Fuck, your throat... don't stop." Climax hit simultaneously. Exhaustion didn't slow us. The hot tub on the deck brought buoyant sex, water splashing as we rocked together. Conversations turned to commitment, dreams blending. Throughout the night and into the next day, we lived every fantasy. Role play elements slipped in—he as the conquering mogul, me the captured influencer. Dirty commands and praises mixed with genuine affection.

I say grabbing his hands and squeezed them. "Well i think i might take on upon your offer right now wife!, Come here and ride me!!" He says with a smirk and I obey him like a good girl and remove my shorts and straddle him and ride his hard rod like the devil is chasing me!. After we are done and cleaned up we dress to go out sightseeing in town. I take my camera with me along with my phone and wallet and walk out with Conor behind me. First we walked from the hotel to the old town center where we browsed through the small streets with little shops and restaurants.

Alexander was indeed Erlangga's biological son, but he knew that his biological father had initially refused to marry his mother, which led Meri to marry Dennis Parkasa, Erlangga's younger brother, as a form of responsibility for Erlangga's actions, as he had impregnated Meri. Initially, Meri and Denis got married without any love involved; it was purely out of responsibility. However, over time, Meri grew to love Denis, who genuinely cared for and protected her. Unfortunately, Denis's life was cut short due to illness. Before his death, he confessed to Erlangga that the son he had raised was actually Erlangga's child, the same child he had rejected due to Meri's non-prestigious background.

Dan sat down with a grin curling on his lips as he muttered to himself, “Best lesson I’ve ever taught." Another Book coming soon. More steamy, filthy, forbidden and brutal domination.

His hips jerked with each spurt his hand milking every drop watching it cover me. I watched him come the sight pushing my orgasm longer my fingers rubbing my clit slow now drawing it out feeling his cum warm thick on my skin. “So much,” I whispered reaching down to rub it in spreading it over my breasts and stomach marking myself with him feeling dirty and owned. Rune breathed hard watching me play with his cum his cock twitching still half hard at the sight. “You are fucking perfect,” he said, leaning in to kiss me deep, tasting my mouth slow now, the urgency fading but the heat still there.

One lean finger slipped into her cunt with his tongue, retreated coated with her juices, and pressed into her anus. Anya nearly convulsed at the icy hot sensations that rolled over her. Ohgodohgodohgod. "Don't stop," she begged, fearing he would stop in the middle as he'd done before. But this time Gus rode her to the finish, her hand, his tongue, his fingers creating such powerful feelings inside her that she erupted in a totally uncontrolled explosion. She convulsed, hips thrusting at Gus' mouth, her hand rubbing, rubbing, rubbing to draw out the spasms. She bucked and arched, hips coming off the bed, while Gus' wicked tongue and fingers played her like a finely tuned instrument.