Cerita Onani Novels & Stories

I kicked my tablet into action to find out what G****e knows about Onan. It seems Onan was a bit of a wide boy and got into heaps of trouble with God, because he withdrew, and spilled his seed, instead of leaving it in and putting his widowed sister-in-law up the duff, as God had instructed. It was a bit sneaky really, because if his sister-in-law had given birth to a boy, he would have inherited, instead of Onan. It gets worse. Onan is used as proof by theologians that masturbation is a sin, whereas, in fact, it was coitus interruptus Onan practised and even then, God was only cross over the obedience thing. Onan could do what he liked with his dick. Typical Christians – make a mountain out

Della stared blankly for a second before her face started to blush as she avoided making eye contact with Anom. In the morning, she was listening to some stories from Anom about his world and got engrossed in them. She was especially interested in the various human relations and interactions, as the only relationship she had experienced was that of being a master to her subordinates. Only Cassana was somewhat like a friend to her. Anom was embarrassed to explain too much when he got to the topic of the relationship between a man and a woman as a couple. But Della insisted, so Anom could only helplessly explain it to her. This continued till Cassana, who happened to pass by, listened to their

“We don’t, sweetheart. Not if it makes you uncomfortable.” “Cain, I’m going to be totally honest with you.” He had no idea how hard it was for her to tell him this, but she wanted him to know why she had so many hang-ups, why she was such a freak. “I’m twenty-eight years old and I’ve had sex once. Just once, with a guy I thought loved me. He didn’t. To him I was a joke and he made a point of letting everyone know how horrible I was in bed—except it wasn’t in bed. It was the backseat of his car.” Her voice broke, and it took everything in her to finish what she needed to say. “That’s my only memory of sex with anyone.” She couldn’t stop the tears. She hadn’t wanted to dump this on Cain, but h

Selain itu, mendengar suara sang pujaan hati juga dapat mengobati rindunya yang terpendam selama tiga hari ini. "Lagi jatuh cinta ya, Dokter?" tanya salah seorang perawat anastesi yang akan mendampinginya nanti di ruang bedah. "Sok tahu kamu." Andreas memalingkan wajah, malu dengan kelakuannya yang sedari tadi tersenyum melihat layah ponsel. Di kontaknya juga beberapa akun media sosial. Rani sengaja memasang foto profile yang sangat cantik sebelum kecelakaan itu terjadi. Wanita itu terlihat sedang berdiri di belakang sebuah bangunan megah ciri khas salah satu kota di sebuah negara di luar negeri. Tanpa disadari sejak tadi, tangannya ikut mengusap layar ponsel. Untung saja pikirannya masih wa

“Rita, I thought of this same thing too. I felt I was only imagining him and everything but how can we explain these markings on my body and between my legs? I haven’t been with a man in years but Rita I swear I felt my pussy clench and it was wider than its usual size like I truly had sex! It’s crazy!” Rita let out an awkward laugh and then made Annah pause. She looked at her friend and wondered what made her laugh because she couldn’t see the amusement in her predicament. “I am sorry Annah...” Rita said. “Look, I am sure there is a perfect explanation. You probably fingered yourself all night. You know how deep you sleep when you complete a story-” “But Rita I didn’t complete a story… I am

My lips trembled I felt so stupid right now and so annoyed. I was a grown woman for God's sake but I didn't know anything about how to have sex. Was there a twenty six years person who didn't know how to have sex? Obviously not. Even I knew this was some high-level embarassment. God, I felt like screaming so loud out of frustration. This was so humiliating. "Hey listen Anu, you are thinking too much about this"Bani said softly"Don't" "Just let Danelle do all the work for now okay"Nancy said to me"And you'll know when you have to do something Anu. Don't stress about it and don't think too much. You'll be fine"

But it was a muffled sound with Okotwe's cock halfway down her throat, and the woman's protest went unheeded. 'Please, you sadistic bastards, stop hurting her,' Anaria screamed inwardly. She stared as the flurry of testicle-slapping increased, the shaft sliding into Phaeka faster and faster, plunging more potently each time, until at last the cunt juice-coated shaft rammed deep and held there, enclosed in the wet warmth of Phaeka's sex, and exploded with joy. Anaria watched Gorlann's testicles tighten up as his load shot like a hurled spear deep into her mother's pussy, tunneling toward her womb. He ground his body against the attractive woman's backside, squirting every last drop of his see

I gave him quick nip on the corner of his bottom lip before I leaned back. “I love you too.” He smiled brightly. “My Luna.” “This Luna wants you to sleep on the couch.” Chuckling, he shrugged. “Looks like I’m stuck in bed. Since there is no couch.” Huffing, I gave up. “You are the worst.” “Only sometimes. I promise.” ‘It’s true. He’s actually pretty nerdy and dumb the rest of the time.’ I chortled at Onan, but Kamari clapped back. ‘Says the old man who doesn’t do anything but sit around and refuse to learn anything.’

I’m watching this sex carnival from the margins. The room is color saturated and molten, light sliding over costumes that gleam like liquid. A woman with orange hair in a beetle-black catsuit is giving head to a guy reclining in an elaborate leather chair raised on chrome scaffolding. His wide-spread legs are hooked over padded arms. His eyes are closed. The chair makes me think of my last gynecological exam. I asked her not to use K-Y because it gives me a yeast infection. She opened a drawer packed with little sachets. “It’s the glycerin,” I said. “Sugar upsets my vagina.” I meant the PH balance, but she understood.