Emma Laird Sexy Novels & Stories

Emma cried out sharply, back arching off the blankets. "Oh fuck, Mom... your tongue feels incredible!" Emma's hands tangled in Lisa's hair as the older woman licked and sucked with practiced skill. The wet, obscene sounds of Lisa eating her out mixed with the crackling fire. Lisa moaned loudly as she devoured Emma, clearly loving every second of it, her own pussy dripping down her thighs.

He put his hand on my head and ruffled my hair, "Of course it's something to do with you. You get under his skin like loiasis." "Loiasis?" I questioned. "It's a parasitic worm that lives under the skin and itches like hell," he said with a wide smile. "That's you. You are the worm." "Ew, Mateo I'm tryna eat," the girl complained as she lifted her panini. "Gee thanks," I muttered. "Do I look like a parasitic worm to you?" "Oh, this is Allison," Mateo said, gesturing to the girl, "Allison, this is Ella."

' Lila questioned. 'My plans have been going well. It's like the devil is really on my side because things have been going smoothly and only a few things were not working out for me' Emma said while pouting. She was concerned about things like sex and relating with people. She went outside of the house but not too often. It was too risky. 'it's still better than being locked up in that smelly jail cell and having to get fucked constantly by stupid warders.' Lila said with a chuckle.

He didn’t notice the faint scent of sex or the way her skin felt slick beneath the dress. “It was perfect,” she lied, voice warm. “The photographer said I looked incredible. Can’t wait to show you the edited gallery.” Mark knelt and kissed her belly lovingly, right over where layers of Jax and Marcus’s cum were still drying. “I love you both so much.” Emma’s pussy throbbed around the plug. The lie felt better than any orgasm. She ran her fingers through his hair, feeling powerful, owned, and completely free of shame. Later that night, after Mark fell asleep, she sent a short video to her Daddies from the bathroom lifting her dress to show her cum-glazed belly and leaking holes.

Behind her, the moonlight shines on her skin which is as white as porcelain and looks like it's glowing. Long, black, silk-like hair hidden two cherries in front of her chest. Emma's eyes gradually became infected with a bright red, slightly breathing is also more disturbed. Layla bit her lip, she crawled back onto the bed and approached Emma. Miss close your eyes and hold the wolf's head. The familiar tongue started to do the same job again unfinished. It licked around Layla's breasts and licked the sweet cherry. An electric current ran down her spine, and Katy startled, puffing out her chest. In mouth humming meaningless sounds.

The moment I opened the door, the sight that greeted me sent a rush of heat straight to my cock. Elara was already naked, straddling Damien on the large leather couch. Her head was thrown back in pleasure, long dark hair cascading down her back as she rode him slowly, deeply. Damien’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements while his mouth latched onto one of her breasts, sucking hard. The wet, obscene sounds of her pussy sliding up and down his thick cock filled the room. “Fuck, Damien,” Elara moaned, grinding down harder. “Just like that…”

The contact sent electricity straight to her core. Lena was bolder. During a conversation about travel, she leaned in, her fingers tracing Emma's arm. "You have such soft skin. I bet the rest of you feels even better." Emma blushed furiously, her clit pulsing. She excused herself to the powder room, locking the door and hiking up her dress. Her pussy was soaked, juices trailing down her thighs. She rubbed herself frantically, imagining Marcus's cock, Lena's mouth, coming in under a minute with a muffled gasp.

She cried out his name, lost in the sensation of… I slammed the book shut, my cock hardening instantly. So this was what my innocent Elara had been reading. I opened the book again, unable to help myself, flipping through the pages. Which contained sex scenes. Descriptions of positions, sensations, emotions. Some of the pages had corners turned down like she’d been marking her favorite parts. The image of Elara lying in bed, reading these explicit scenes, her hand slipping between her legs as she imagined someone touching her like that…it made me fucking feral. She’d hidden this book like a secret. Like she was embarrassed by what she wanted.

Maybe he just didn’t want to seem too clingy or something. As Emma walked around, she wondered if maybe, just maybe she was doing the right thing. It seemed like she was taking things too slow, but she didn’t know if there was any way to push things further than they were going. She wanted him, and she wanted to have this man take her and give her the best sex ever, but she didn’t want to seem too desperate. After all, she didn’t know how to accurately approach this sort of subject. When she got back, she noticed that Darren was in the hot tub, reading something on his phone. He had glasses, and when Emma saw those, she blushed.

CHAPTER 30 "Oh my goodness, Emma, you look absolutely breathtaking!" Laila exclaimed, her eyes shimmering with tears. "Alexander won't know what hit him when he sees you in this." Natalie jumped up and down, clapping her hands. "I told you, Emma! This is the one. This is just perfect. You have to get it!"