Emily Wickersham Sexy Novels & Stories

I pulled back and laid down beside her, trying to catch my breath. “Holy Fuck! That was even better than the first time,” she laughed and I couldn’t help but chuckle at her response. She lifted herself and brushed her hair to one side, revealing her sexy collar bone. I traced my fingers against it while she started kissing my neck and sucked on my sensitive spot. Fuck, I was starting to get hard again. She went down on me, licking my abs and traced her fingers all over my body. I closed my eyes in pleasure, losing myself to her with one thought in my head. What the hell are you doing to me, Emma Lewis?

Little did he know that fate had intertwined his life with Emily's in ways he could never have anticipated. When Eric encountered Emily, an undeniable spark of recognition ignited within him. He felt an inexplicable draw to her, sensing a connection that transcended their individual circumstances. Unaware of Tyler's involvement with Emily, Eric's heart swelled with a newfound purpose—to protect her from his father's clutches and grant her the freedom she deserved. As the young werewolf confronted his father, Gerald's wrath and determination to maintain control only intensified. Eric pleaded with Gerald to spare Emily from the proposed forced mating, arguing that true love and happiness could

"Where'd you get the vibrator?" "From Crystal... she sells them." Angela remembered Emily's older friend's name... the one she had sex with right before her wedding ceremony. "It was a wedding gift. But, there is something more." "Ok?" he smiled, wondering what else his wife had up her sleeve. Angela was intrigued, too. She was getting some really sexy feelings from Emily as if it was a sexy secret that she was aching to share. "It's really naughty," she teased. "Are you sure you can handle it?"

“Look, Tyler, we don’t even know the state of the results. It might be positive and all that. Emily really doesn’t want to see. She doesn’t want the two of you to see each other. So that’s it.” Tyler exhaled slowly. “Really? She really doesn’t want to?” Before he could finish, the door swung open, and Vivian walked in. My breath hitched, and I ducked lower, almost wishing I could sink into the floor. She moved toward Tyler with that confident smirk, and my stomach turned. “Tyler?” she called. Tyler quickly stepped back, creating space between them. “Who is she?” Vivian asked, her eyes moving to Wendy. “Whoever I am,” Wendy said coldly, crossing her arms, “at least I’m not a homewrecker or a

We scrambled like go little whores, tearing our clothes off in a frantic, horny mess. Emily was down to her bright hot pink panties which I grabbed and ripped off her hips in one savage tug. Her small tight pussy was now exposed and wedged between it was a small, bullet shaped dildo coated with her slick. "Damn." I purred, filled with pure delight. "No wonder you were slamming your legs together since you got here like a desperate bitch. That toy had been fucking your cunt for fuck knows how long." Emily whined, her massive tits heaving. " Y...yes.... I was feeling naughty so I decided to shove it in my pussy. "

She rocked her hips in a slow rhythm, grinding against him while the jet hummed around them. Alexander leaned back, watching her with hooded eyes. “Look at you. Fucking yourself on my cock thirty thousand feet in the air. Such a dirty little contract wife.” He gripped her hips and started thrusting up into her, faster and harder. Emma moaned loudly, not caring if the pilot could hear. She rode him desperately, chasing another orgasm. “Touch yourself,” he ordered. Her fingers found her clit, rubbing furiously as he fucked her from below. She came hard, burying her face in his neck to muffle her screams. Alexander followed, pumping her full again.