Dirty Rizz Lines Novels & Stories

He times his orgasm with mine, cumming as my pussy clenches around him one last time. Guest Marcus slides his impossible length inside – I moan as he hits my cervix again – and holds there while he pulses. Direct deposit. Right where it needs to go. Tyler manages one more weak spurt. His balls are completely empty, but he tries anyway, his cock twitching inside me even though almost nothing comes out. Dmitri grunts something in Russian and adds his final load. I feel it mixing with all the others, indistinguishable in the flood. And Christopher – thick, stretching Christopher – buries himself to the hilt one last time.

The aide vanished instantly. Alone, Clarisse rose and crossed to the window, the skyline glittering like a board scattered with broken glass. She had ruled these towers for years, unseen and unchallenged. But now, too many shadows pressed against her walls. Damon Cross circling with his enigmatic smile. Elara growing sharper, bolder. And somewhere, an unseen player who could sever her lines without warning. Clarisse touched the pearl at her throat, grounding herself with the ritual gesture. No, she wasn’t beaten. A snapped string didn’t mean the symphony ended. It only meant she needed a new instrument.

Day 49. 16 days. No ritual. No “just us. Still.” Just countdown. Just truth.

If it's more than this, Zeline thinks she will be addicted like Fini, Vera, and Mesya all this time, but she will hold it until she manages to swear before God. "Babe- I wanna cum ..." whispered Ricard deep, passionate voice. "Oh DAMN! You are fucking amazing!" After shouting that line, something soft, sticky, and slightly characteristic smelled soaking into Zeline's hands. Zeline raised her hand and oversaw it. "Is this what is called sperm?" asked Zeline innocently, even with a little gasping breath due to Ricard's naughty hand playing on her squishy. Ricard lay down his body without anything covering it. He was still trying to catch his breath and his heart rhythm after blowing up a fluid

tell me,did I look like someone who can even hold a car key and drive? All my life, I have never been happy, what the use of my life when my dad denied my right and save his stepdaughter, Look, Mr Brown, am not going to marry you and that's final"... Rissa shouted with tears in her eyes and stood to leave, For the first time, Mr Brown felt sympathy for her "The marks and blood on your body, who did that to you?" Mr Brown asked "Now, you want to act innocent, huh, wonderful Mr Brown, you are such a drama king"

I couldn’t control myself anymore as my hips began thrusting up and down, shoving my pussy towards his magical fingers. “You’re already so wet, Rin. Your love juices are flowing out non-stop onto my fingers. Look, Rin” Ren said as he removed his hand from my wet slit and lifted it up in front of my face so that I could see the slippering stickiness of my own love juices on his wet fingers.

Hairline cracks spiderwebbed outward another inch. Rin sucked in a breath and tightened her grip on Kael’s arm. “Wait,” she said. He froze, muscles going taut. “Rin—” “Listen,” she cut in, eyes narrowing. The ritual lines, though charred and broken, weren’t entirely dead.

And what better more pleasure could there be other than ravaging and taming a slut like her? Clap! Clap! With a clap of his hands, Rin emerged into Rena's line of sight. Her expression was rather unnatural as she kept avoiding Rena’s gaze. Without saying a word, Rin started removing her heavy breastplate, followed by her gauntlets and the rest of her armour, revealing a sexually appealing and skimpy outfit. On Rin's upper body, nothing else was worn except a black coloured laced bikini with open slits at the middle tied around her neck. Her protruding nipple that was perpetually in an erected state due to the hook piercings were visible from the opening of the slits.

And now cursing, sending him to an uncontrolled state of desire. Vasperia gasped, she didn't know that she could use such words too and tried not to mention God in her Sinful state or she might curse herself. "You're dripping so wet for me baby, fuck!! You're always wet and ready for me aren't you?" Raze grunted, going to her lips to kiss her and he moved his hands on her wet and slippery clit. "Oh Raze.. please…please…". Vasperia moaned and writhed and Raze cursed, going and moving faster, inserting his fore fingers in and out and she screamed.

really slow torturous circles and hitting my sensitive spot over and over again—I shatter. My juice spill out of my hole and damn.. he didn't stop. He keeps pumping his finger in and out, and I keep screaming. I'm sure his dorm mate can hear me but then.. the room must be soundproof. It has to be. A few more thrusts and he pull his fingers out. My breathing slow down and I collapse, exhausted and well spent. Rylan raise his coated fingers and his lips curls into a satisfisy smirk. "Your cunt takes my fingers so well... Lira," he compliments, then he stick out his tongue and swipe it around his fingers hungrily.