Cerita Seks Terseru Novels & Stories

that felt like the most powerful ending for this couple. Okay, that was the heartfelt, literary reason. Now for the completely, utterly ridiculous and honest reason: I literally could not write another sex scene. I am not joking. We were closing in on 80,000 words on this thing! A hundred thousand words! Do you have any idea how many different ways there are to describe a hand running through hair? Or a deep gaze across a room? I was starting to lose my mind trying to come up with fresh, non-repetitive action. I truly don't think I would have survived trying to write a fresh, unique, meaningful, and non-absurdly-long sex scene at this point in the narrative. My fingers were cramping, my thes

Serin moaned. Jeremy's totally hypnotized by her alluring sexiness, so seducing he could no longer stop savoring her hot flesh. While repeatedly massaging her big breasts, he bit the lace of her panty and slowly pulled it down. Insanely aroused, he put his face right at the perfect spot and started kissing her wet pussy. Serin pulled his hair and she did it harder when she felt the guy lick her pussy, slowly and filled with obsession. That gratifying sensation got her sexual juices overflowing, making Jeremy devour her completey wet pussy with hunger and passion. Its shower fresh scent, fragrant and alluring, drowned him in overwhelming euphoria.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

“Yes.” I started the stream. Viewers rushed in fast. The big tipper dropped cash right away. Four strangers came in together. They surrounded her on the bed. One shoved straight into her pussy. Another filled her mouth. The other two made her stroke them. Chrissy’s eyes went wide, but she didn’t fight it. Her body moved between them as they used her hard. They switched fast. One lay down so she could ride him. Another got behind and pushed into her ass at the same time. She cried out, stretched tight. The last two took turns in her mouth.

“Take me. Just like that.” His pace increased. The wet sound of their bodies filled the room. Kael hooked one of her legs higher over his hip, changing the angle so he dragged over the most sensitive place inside her with every thrust. Sera’s back arched. A second orgasm crashed over her without warning—harder than the first, ripping a broken cry from her throat as she clenched around him.

The bed held our weights well, the air was filled with sexual tension. The room smelled like sex. “Go slow at first,” I said to Chris as I felt his manhood go into me. My mouth made an O shape and even though it hurt at first, the pain was pleasurable. “F*ck, that feels so good,” he said as he pushed himself deeper into me. But he took his time, he listened to me. “Yeah?” I started to move my hips higher, causing him to instinctively grab my neck, pushing me down to the bed as he started to get aggressive.

Sera blushed because she knew that Alistair would continue to play dumb until she was forced to say the words. “We aren’t going to-to have sex again. We did it 3 times already last night!” She admitted out loud with a mountain of embarrassment. Alistair Grinned at her. “I don’t remember all these complaints when you were rubbing yourself on my dick.” Sera’s face turned redder as she gasped. “Don’t say those type of things out loud! You’re shameless!” “But you love it!” Alistair shot back with a smirk as he tossed her a teasing smile before picking her up and took her to the bath tub to get ready for her class.

Serena Squealing Conall’s name one last time, my third orgasm of the night rips through me like a damn tornado, shaking my entire body. It has been too long since I have had sex, even longer since I last had good sex. I am a mess, completely weak. It is like an out-of-body experience. It isn’t my own and hasn’t been since the second Conall buried his tongue between my thighs to start us off. The man is talented in so many ways.

How my body opened for him like it had been waiting, starving. His hand slid down my stomach, into my jeans, past my soaked pantie before he dipped in his thick fingers and pushed inside me without warning. I cried out, but the sound was swallowed by the storm and his brutal kiss. “Goddamn, Sera. Your greedy little hole is weeping for me.” He pumped deep, curling, stroking that spot that made me lose my senses instantly. All I thought about was him bending me and fucking me so bad that I went dumb. “You’re so tight and fucking wet. Did you let anyone else touch what’s mine while I was gone?”

The echo of her words played over and over again while she delicately kissed my skin as I followed her instructions; knowing the urge of not being able to taste her flesh would eventually ware on me. Removing my teal lace thong from under my very snug fitting skirt, Serenity began to do a tongue dance with my clit. I enjoyed having sex with Serenity because it was always random, fun, and intense. I believe we both got off at the fact that we had “sneaky” office sex hoping never to get caught. Serenity enjoyed what she was doing, although she lived her life as a straight woman, she had more oral female tricks than any man or woman I knew, gays included.