Cerita Mengundang Nafsu Novels & Stories

'I want you to take me to bed and go down on me. Sandra never used expletives, not the bad ones anyway; this was about as dirty as her talk got, so I was immediately aroused. Besides, I loved performing cunnilingus on her, loved the sight of her glorious red bush and light brown cunt lips. Loved the taste of her juices. She'd said once that her husband had refused to lick her out, stating that she "smelt horrible down there, like all red heads". It was an awful thing to say and totally untrue. Sandra's scent was strong but highly arousing and I loved it. I was only just beginning to realise how much trauma she had suffered at his hands.

Her body was starting to crave for him again. " Why? You don't want to hear it? Wait until your boyfriend slams himself so deep in you,just thinking about it will make you cum." Stacy said shamelessly and Lucia opted to cover her ears. She knew that feeling too and it was something she has been craving for the past few weeks. Kiel hadn't visited their love nest and her insides were now starting to itch. Miranda who was foreign to this kind of thing listened but couldn't help but blush. She remembered the conversation she had with Justin the other day.

My mate, on the other hand, was dumbfounded. "Is Sarah crazy? Why is she naked in front of everyone? What is she doing?" "Uh... I think she put an aphrodisiac in that glass of wine." "What is an aphrodisiac?" "It's something that stimulates sexual desire. After taking it, you might really want to f*ck." I saw Rose's little face turn red and she didn't ask any more questions before turning around to enter the room. I followed her back in. After I was done packing, I called Patrick. He had already prepared a car and was waiting outside the hall.

I don't know who this sex-hungry beast in me is but I don't mind one bit that he woke her up. “Looks like my body wants to catch up on the one-year neglect.” “Far be it from me to deny a lady her wishes.” He laughs and lies flat on the bed. “I'm yours for the taking.” My eyes widen as I realize what he is offering. Control. Never have I had that over any man. If I had thought earlier that I was turned on, I'm a pool of needs and lust at the moment. “Really?” “Fuck me, princess, before I bend you on your knees and do the fucking myself.” He growls.

I can't stand my best friend's suspicious gaze after he would see my swollen lips. ~~~~ Having reached the house, I threw my bag on the couch and sunk on the floor beside it. My eyes can't stop tearing up with fresh new tears. That felt pathetic. I hate to be kissed. 'But you enjoyed it, didn't you?' Mocked by traitor heart. I can't understand why was it happening. I just wanted to shove it out of my head. I hate that cunning guy. He is a... A sex addict! Ethan Connor, the fucking hot guy is a pervert, a scoundrel, a mother fucking sex addict and more.

“I bet you’re even softer elsewhere, aren’t you? Wet and tight and aching for me.” Sandra’s knees nearly buckled. No one had ever talked to her like this, with such raw, unapologetic hunger. Her body responded instinctively, her hips arching forward, seeking friction, seeking more. Anya’s chuckle was low, triumphant, her hand sliding further up Sandra’s back, her fingers inching toward the clasp of her bra. “That’s it, baby,” she whispered, her lips brushing the shell of Sandra’s ear. “Let me hear how much you want this.”

And I find myself scrambling to rip the gusset of my panties. However, Adam helps with that. The force of his hands tearing the material sends several jolts of ecstasy down my belly. My head tips backward as sanity escapes me, needy moans breaking out consecutively through my lips. My movements grow passionate and frantic by the second, hips rolling desperately as I can feel the hard ridge of Adam’s cock pressing against my other thigh. He’s nurturing a serious boner merely by watching me lose control the way I am, which makes me even hornier.

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