Elisha Cuthbert Nsfw Novels & Stories

The wet squelch of Elias' efforts grew louder, punctuated by Luka's desperate cries, until finally, Luka's balls drew up tight and he came with a hoarse shout, painting Elias' tongue with his release. Elias swallowed every drop, milking Luka's spent cock with his lips and tongue until the last tremor faded. Rising to his feet, he claimed Luka's mouth in a searing kiss, their tastes mingling as he plundered the warmth within. When they finally broke apart, both panting heavily, Elias grinned wickedly. "Now it's my turn," he said, reaching behind himself to unfasten his pants. His massive cock sprang free, thick and pulsing, already leaking precum. Luka's eyes widened, drinking in the sight of

More cruelty. When the tears finally stopped, a new feeling replaced the sadness. I needed help. Real help. After hours of scrolling through forums and private coaching sites, I found him, Elias. A mysterious but highly recommended “private writing coach” who specialized in erotic fiction. His profile was minimal. No face picture, just a black and white shot of strong hands holding a pen. The testimonials, however, were glowing. One writer claimed he completely transformed her career. Another said his methods were “intense but life changing.”

Sara could hear how soaked she was every time he pumped his fingers in and out. “Yes… right there,” she gasped. Her thighs started to shake. She reached down and threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him against her. Professor Kane did not seem to mind. He ate her out with more hunger, licking and sucking like he had been starving for her. Sara’s orgasm built fast. The pressure grew in her belly, spreading down to her pussy. Her walls clenched around his fingers again and again. She tried to stay quiet, but small whimpers kept escaping.

My jаw wаѕ on the floor. Holy shit! Elіjаh hаd totally blоwn mу ѕеxу lіttlе оutfіt out оf thе wаtеr. Hе lооkеd ѕо hоt аѕ a gіrl. Whу wаѕ I nоt ѕurрrіѕеd?

"Curse and moan for me, let everyone hear what a shameless little anal slut you are for Daddy." Eli throws his head back, crying out Wantonly as he pistons his fingers harder, faster, plunging knuckles-deep into his clenching passage. Obscene squelches and schlicks fill the room, punctuated by Elijah’s escalating moans and whorish babble. "Ah ahhh fuuuuck Daddy yessss!" Eli wails shamelessly, completely lost in pleasure. He curls his fingers just right, prostate, and sees stars. "Gonna... ungh... gonna make myself cum on your command!"

The owner states and I have to grin at him. “My preference as well; you have excellent taste in women yourself.” I notice the way Beth is eye fucking the brunette and so I grab the woman by her shoulder and push her down to her knees, “My sub seems to like you. Why don’t you show her what you can do with your mouth while your Masters chitchat.” “That’s Baby Girl,” Elias informs me, “and she loves eating pussy.” He chuckles. I glance down and her face is already smashed up between Beth’s legs.

All my assistants knew not to call me after seven unless it was serious. I picked up. “Yes, Mark?” “Sir,” he said. “I think you should see this. I’ve sent an image to your phone.” I opened the chat. Downloaded the file. It was a promo ad from Blue Escape Aquarium. Elisha. With Robert. She was holding Bubblegum in her arms, her face turned toward him, eyes soft, lips parted in a small smile. He was touching the dog’s paw. Their heads were close. The lighting, the angle—everything about the photo screamed intimacy.

“Lean back. Hold your knees.” Caleb reclined on his elbows, thighs splayed wide. Elias stepped between them, circled one lubed finger around Caleb’s hole—tight, pink, twitching under the touch. He pushed in slow. Caleb’s breath hitched. “Relax,” Elias ordered. “Let me in.” Another finger. Scissoring. Curling. Caleb’s cock jerked against his stomach, smearing precome in shiny streaks. When Elias found his prostate and pressed, Caleb arched off the desk with a choked cry.

Without giving me enough time to check them out, she grips my hair, drawing me closer and burying my face between her breasts. I slide my hands from her ass to both breasts, my lips finding a nipple. Livia moans softly, throwing her head back as she grinds herself harder against my cock. "Yes, Elisha. Yes." One hand slides to her pants, loosening the rope as I slip it in. She's bare. She came bare. It doesn't take me long to locate her wet clit. Right before my finger slides into her, she grips my hand, causing me to look up from her perky breasts.

The dual sensation made her thighs start to shake. “Cum on your ex-husband’s little brother’s cock,” he demanded, voice low and dark. “Let me feel this pussy squeeze me.” The words pushed her over. Elise shattered hard. Her pussy clamped down around his thick shaft, pulsing in strong waves. A hot gush of wetness flooded out around his cock as she came. Her thighs trembled violently around his waist. Her mouth opened in a silent cry, head thrown back while lightning lit up her face again.