Cerita Nafsu Setan Novels & Stories

After a few minutes, he pulled me off his cock with a wet pop. “On the couch. On all fours.” I climbed onto the couch, ass up, back arched. Uncle Ken got behind me and spread my ass cheeks wide. He rubbed his huge cock up and down my soaked pussy lips, teasing my clit. “You want this inside you?” he asked. “Yes, please… I need it so bad,” I begged, pushing my ass back. He pushed the fat head inside me slowly. I moaned loudly as he stretched my tight pussy. Inch by inch he sank deeper until his heavy balls rested against me. He was so deep I felt full in a way I had never felt before.

I could hear how wet I was by those soft, pathetic squelching sounds I was making every time he moved inside me. God, my cunt was absolutely dripping, soaking his glove until the musky scent of my own juice hung heavy in the air between us. I wanted to grind down hard and fuck myself senseless on his hand until I came right there on the table, but I forced my body to stay still. Outwardly, at least. Inside my head I was screaming for him to curl those fingers, rub harder, make me squirt all over his wrist like the desperate little slut I was turning into.

"But you need the full story. From the start." Noah nodded. "We saw hotel rumors online. Give the story up straight." "Last night was a Company event afterparty. I go looking for Christopher he's not at the bar. Find him in a suite. Door cracked. He's fucking his assistant, Sarah. Right there. On the bed I picked out." Steve's jaw tightened. I kept going.

Nick said to him "Leave him alone. Aydan go in first then we'll find a seat near you" I said to him. He nodded and walked inside. "You guys ever thought of having a threesome?" Nick asked "Seth wants to even if he thinks I don't know he fantasize about it" I said leaning against my car and Seth leant on me. "I used to fantasize about it. I don't anymore" He said but he's lying. "Who'd you wanna do it with?" I asked him

I heaved a sigh. “What does he look like? Is he handsome?” Nana asked. “ If he is, please connect us. I need a good fuck.” Others found it funny, but I didn't. I didn't smile nor frown, my face was just blank. “I don't know, Nana. He is not the innocent type of man. Very wild and always brings different kind of girls into the house to fuck them.” I whined like a little kid. I can't concentrate or keep my head straight, hearing some fucked up grunts, growls, moans, whimpers and scream from those p**n stars.

Nathan melanjutkan kata-katanya, sesekali mengembuskan napas panjang dan berat. Sepenggal kisah yang dibawakan Nathan mengubah drastis perasaan yang semula tidak bergulung dengan kebencian dan menjerumuskannya pada praduga tak berkesudahaan. Syahara luluh dan tergugu pada fakta yang terkuak.

Ethan was giving Nikita Ivanov a nasty stare while Kyle was being his usual self, deviant. "Mister Wright, my condition - satyriasis is an illness, and it has nothing to do with my work. My work is good and I have my bodyguards and assistant to keep me out of trouble. I am seeking treatment and I address my sexual urges in my home, where, I have women who either willingly give themselves to me, or... get paid for their services," Mister Ivanov explained. "If you are worried about me getting sexually transmitted diseases, I test the women I have sex with. In fact, I pay a very high price to keep my life in control."

Efoti said, practically spitting out the name "sethian." I could understand her disdain for sethians. She'd been their lab rat for years. We hadn't considered asking her or her husband about the Nasaru. What had she learned in that awful place? Did she know what kind of supernaturals Gerard and his people really were? Since she knew about the sharum, I suspected she also knew about the false history that Gerard had built and embellished to control all supernaturals.

I picked up my ruined dress and walked out of the room. ------------------ Demetrius' moans had been the only thing consuming my thoughts since I left the room. I couldn't help the pooling wetness that soaked my panties and the erection of my nipples against the fabric of my shirt. I lay down, sexually frustrated on my bed and couldn't help but touch myself. I made sure that my fingers didn't venture lower than my pelvis, in fear I would cause mass amounts of pleasure to form within my lower region. This would give Demetrius the satisfaction that he was not the only one affected.

“Seth…” “If you were mine, I would fuck you right here until the whole restaurant knew you were mine. I would sink my mouth into your pussy all night because I bet it’s as addictive as your lips are. You don’t know how long I’ve fantasized about exploring every inch of your body until I know you better than you know yourself.” I couldn’t help the moan that erupted from my throat. You would be turned on, too, if a man told you such sensual words in the calmest tone possible.