Dilf Stories Novelas e Histórias

Chapter 1 Lila’s POV “Yes, like that fuck me harder, squeeze my boobs Daniel,” I screamed, pushing back hard onto Daniel’s cock as it slid in and out of my dripping cunt. “Please do not stop, ram it into me harder, I can take it Daniel” “Yess…ahhh…mmm” “I’m fucking hard Lila” Daniel said, fucking me hard but not reaching where I wanted. My knees were planted wide on the messy sheets, ass shoved up high while my heavy tits hung down swinging wild with every desperate rock of my hips.

Warning: This chapter involves Dubcon What the —!” Stunned, Nath stared at his roommate. His roommate had his trousers down and was fucking himself in the ass with a dildo, a gay porno playing on the phone he held in his hand. Lyle froze, unable to move. “Nath,” he blustered. “It's not want you're thinking. It's not what it looks like.” “Really?” Nath gave a devilish smirk and folded his arms across his chest. “What does it look like?”

"It will be if only we don't play the card well. I'll disguise myself to be your boss's wife, then I'll convince your parents I'll be offering you a new apartment. What do you think?" Delilah was speechless. She made no comment. "Don't worry, we'll talk about this some other time. Come on, they're lots of customers tonight." Delilah took off her cloth, leaving the stripe bra and panties on. She walked majestically to the club, climbing on the stage to dance. She was so flexible that she could move her body, split and make dirty moves on the bar pole. While she was dancing, there were lots of eyes staring at her, but there was this very eyes that wasn't just staring at her, he was studying he

“You know the drill. Answer the questions, and we'll give you what you want.” “Then ask the damn questions quickly,” I snap, frustration bubbling as I clamp my legs together to give myself some relief. I’m tired of this stupid game. I want to be fucked well. “As you wish,” First Guy says, and I hate the triumphant look on his face. “Where is your secret hideout?” “Station Grey. Atlai Mountains.” “Good girl,” First Guy praises, smacking a kiss on my lips. “On your knees,” he commands as Thirst Trap spanks my ass.

“Holy shit, you actually believe that folklore crap? Missing people? Probably just idiots who got lost or ran off with their side pieces.” Julie reached back and squeezed my knee, her touch lingering. “Relax, Doris. We’re four strong, healthy young adults. Nothing’s going to happen. We’ll look out for each other. Besides…” She leaned closer, breath warm against my ear. “It’s more exciting this way, don’t you think? A little danger makes everything hotter.” Tyler smirked, his hand resting casually on my thigh now. “Yeah. Live a little, book girl. Or are you scared a big bad monster is going to come eat you?”

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

“I have my moments.” We talk about everything except football—travel horror stories, worst interviews we’ve done (theirs are better than mine), the general absurdity of adult life. Harper tells a story about accidentally interviewing the wrong athlete at the Olympics—fifteen minutes in before anyone realized. Sloane talks about the time she got stuck in an airport for three days covering a story that fell through. I tell them about the teammate who thought “per diem” was a type of pasta. It’s easy. Natural. The kind of conversation that makes hours feel like minutes.

Despite this, she let her frustration with her mother overflow and laid out some plain truths. “Mom!” Delfina’s tone was sharp now. “The weekend before he died, he brought me to his office, the one where he did all of his dirty work and made me sit there while he tortured a man who owed him fifty thousand dollars. He took two fingers off each of the man’s hands. He made me hold the fingers in a plastic bag and after he cut fingers off both hands, he grinned at me and said, this could have been your cousin except with his neck and head instead of hand and fingers. Then, while they dragged the screaming man out of the room, he wanted to have sex on his desk despite the fact there were fingers

Liora Vale had always loved the quiet. At twenty-one, she worked the night shift at the old city library. Most people thought the job was boring, but Liora loved being alone with the books after midnight. The tall shelves felt like old friends. One rainy night, while sorting the rare books section, she found a strange leather book hidden behind others. It had no title. When she opened it, the pages glowed softly. Words appeared. Choose a story. Bring him to life. One night only.

Dahlia Try taking him in? I couldn’t believe my ears. I’ve been a virgin all my life, except for the couple of times I had fingered my hole just by the thought of him fucking me. I couldn’t believe my wishes were coming true. The sound of his zipper was like a gunshot in the silent room. As the heavy denim fell away, I felt my breath hitch in my throat. I had seen him through the crack of the door, but up close, the reality was overwhelming.