Dripping Artinya

Naughty & untamed is packed with filthy, hardcore sex scenes that don’t hold back. It dives deep into raw, taboo desires—rough, dirty, and unfiltered. You’ll find fathers doing the unthinkable , athletes pounding each other’s tight holes, step-brothers breaking every rule, dominant nurses and professors fucking their subs hard, and girls taking control with ruthless domination. There’s screaming, pounding squirting, cum, and sweat everywhere. No limits, no apologies—just brutal, hungry fucking that comes with dominance , submission, and forbidden lust. If you want every twisted kink and filthy fantasy unleashed in ruthless detail, this collection will shove it deep and leave you panting and dripping for more.

. "Shhh, Daddy won't know," Lucas whispered, his hands tracing my thighs as the silk of my robe slid away. My husband bought the robe, but it was his son's touch that made me tremble. "Stop... Stop, Lucas," I said, but my body betrayed me, already dripping with a need I'd buried for years. I was about to make out with a 23-year-old boy, in the home his father paid for. The air was thick with secrets, my guilt a sharp perfume beneath his clean, dangerous scent. This wasn't fixing him anymore. This was him breaking me open, and God help me, I was begging for the crash.

She was his first light. He became her greatest shadow. She babysat him. And he fell in love. Years ago, 19 years old Olivia Wilde left behind a child, who loved her in silence, now she works for the man he's become. Fabian Stone is young, ruthless, unreadable and far too powerful. But buried beneath the cold exterior, is the same soul that once sketched her heart on torn paper and whispered promises he never got to keep. She shouldn't want him. He shouldn't still burn for her. But the past doesn't forget, and neither does he. ~~~ "Strip Olivia" he said, his voice dripping of command. I immediately obeyed, like I was programmed to follow all his instructions. My hand reached for my top and I slowly took it off staring him in the eyes. Next was my pants, then my bra, my breasts spilling from their confinement and I rubbed them, playing with my already hard nipples. His eyes were clouded with lust and something else I couldn't read. My hand reach for my panties, slowly taking it off, then tossing it where my other pile of clothing laid. I sat on the desk, legs spread, giving him a show of my already wet cunt. I heard him groan, a hot and sexy groan and I smirked, already proud of myself. I fingered myself, imagining it to be his long, thick hands, I close my eyes, reeling in the moment when his voice dripping command boomed, "Don't cum without me telling you to"

“Beri aku waktu 30 hari untuk bisa mencintaimu. Tapi, jika dalam 30 hari aku tidak mencintaimu juga maka aku mohon ceraikan aku!” “Pernikahan itu bukan untuk main-main. Pernikahan itu suci karena Allah SWT jadi saksi saat aku mengucapkan ijab qobul.” Bagi Dara menikah dengan Adam adalah suatu musibah. Karena dengan menikah dengan Adam itu artinya mimpi untuk menjadi super model akan kandas. Ia juga tidak akan bebas keluar malam bersama teman-temannya. Karena percaya jika ia tidak akan pernah mencintai Adam membuat Dara melakukan perjanjian selama 30 hari. Jika dalam 30 hari ia tidak juga mencintai Adam, maka Adam harus menceraikannya. Dapatkan Adam membuat Dara jatuh cinta? Dan dapatkan Adam mengubah sifat buruk Dara hingga Dara benar-benar kembali ke jalan yang benar?

“The most important clause in our marriage contract is that we are not to have children,” my husband stared at me closely, fire burning in his eyes. “This is supposed to be a five-year contract, five year and that’s it,” he continued, “I thought we agreed on that. No children to tie us down, then we part ways.” “I know that, and I completely agree!” Then he took every single condom out of the nightstand. He inspected them carefully, tossing each one aggressively on the bed as he did so. They were all the same. Full of tiny holes. “Then how do you explain that?” he snarled, his voice dripping with accusation.

Sebuah kisah tentang seorang lelaki yang ingin menyelamatkan rumah tangganya dari kehancuran. Imej jelek yang melekat di dirinya membuatnya tidak dianggap.Sumando, kata yang berasal dari bahasa Minang ini memiliki arti sebagai menantu laki-laki, tapi ada tambahan Lapiak Buruak, yang artinya tikar yang sudah jelek sekali. Makna dari Sumando Lapiak Buruak adalah suami yang lebih suka menghabiskan waktu di rumah, berleha-leha dengan anak bini. Lelaki yang malas bekerja mencari nafkah demi menghidupi keluarganya.Tersebutlah Syamil Wafiq, nama lelaki itu. Keberadaannya di rumah sang istri tidak begitu dianggap. Dia cenderung tertutup, dan tidak bisa bergaul dengan orang-orang.Hal itu membuat Shanum Diya-istrinya-merasa bak makan buah simalakama. Suaminya menjadi bahan gunjingan dan lama kelamaan, rumah tangganya berada di ujung tanduk. Bagaimanakah kisah ini bergulir? Akankah Syamil bisa menyelamatkan keluarganya?Sumber gambar:Designed by Freepik

🔞🔞 Karl’s cum spilled past my lips, thick and hot, dripping down my chin as I swallowed every drop, making my eyes water. Roran and Dane didn’t stop. Their thrusts became frantic, their grunts filling the room as they chased their own releases. “Cum for us, Raven,” Dane snarled, his hands bruising my hips as he slammed into me. “Cum for your alphas.” Naughty Fantasies is a collection for readers who don’t want soft fantasies. They want the twisted ones that explore different kinks and would wreck their innocence, If you're looking for a vanilla slow-burning erotica collection, this is your queue to leave, but if you want your thighs trembling in the first chapter, then this is the book for you.

Tiffany's soul hovered overhead. She watched them rip her heart out—still dripping—and stuff it into a cooler. Destination? Velmont City, Dalvona. For the same girl who'd sold her to traffickers in Nyamara. Outside the OR, Hector stood there, eyes all soft. His assistant called. "Mr. Coxon, we've located Ms. Talwyn. Want me to send someone?" Hector didn't blink. "Don't bother. A girl like that deserves to die." The surgical light flipped green. A doctor strolled out. "Congrats, Mr. Coxon. Surgery went smooth. Ms. Pusey and the baby are doing great!" Hector started crying happy tears. This was the man she had loved for ten years.

"Aku masih menjaga kamu dalam pikiranku AUSTRALIA." Haidar bangun dari tempat tidur. Mengusap wajah dan memandangi dinding kamarnya. Di sana ada brosur pendaftaran magister salah satu universitas di Australia. Sekolah yang menjadi impiannya saat ini. Namun semua itu tidaklah mudah untuk di wujudkan, bertahun-tahun ia dan ibunya berpindah-pindah rumah demi menutupi jati diri mereka. Tinggal di rumah yang reot serta makan dari hasil belas kasihan orang. Semua pekerjaan dilakukan ibunya agar dia bisa sekolah seperti anak-anak Aceh pada umumnya. "Kau anak seorang pejuang. Kakekmu juga seorang pejuang. Jangan ada air mata untuk setiap masalah yang kau hadapi." Kalimat itu yang diulang-ulang ibunya setiap kali Haidar menangis karena ejekan teman sekolah. Terpaan ibunya tiap hari membuat keteguhan hati Haidar menjadi sekuat batu. Sama seperti namanya, Ibnu Haidar. Nama ini dalam bahasa Arab artinya, si Anak Batu.

“Apa yang bisa kamu lakukan untuk saya, Nes?” Suara berat dengan bahasa formal yang kaku itu menyentak kesadaran Nesa. Sudah pasti lelaki itu persis dengan apa yang digambarkan kepalanya. Dari namanya saja seolah sudah terbaca; Barata—Tua, tambun, jelek dan genit. Jemari Nesa meremas ujung baju kurungnya yang menjuntai hingga atas lutut dengan kuat. Dia dikirim ke rumah besar ini sebagai tebusan utang menggunung bapaknya pada sang tuan tanah. Dia harus kabur dari sini. Dia sudah berbalik dan hendak mengeluarkan jurus seribu langkah, tetapi suara bariton lelaki itu berhasil menghentikannya. “Jika kamu nekat keluar dari rumah ini, maka pintu rumah ini akan selamanya tertutup untuk kamu. Dan kamu tahu apa artinya?” Nesa menelan salivanya susah payah. Apakah ini akhir kegadisannya? Terperangkap ke dalam cangkang si tuan tanah tua?