Erotic Stories Kristen Novels & Stories

“Make him cum.” I obeyed, slamming down on him, my clit throbbing as she reached down to rub it again, her nails scraping my skin. Christian’s hands gripped my hips, then hers, his muffled grunts vibrating through us both. She leaned forward, kissing me hard, her tongue thrusting into my mouth as she fingered my clit, his cock pounding up into me, her pussy smothering his face. “Cum for me,” she growled against my lips, and I shattered, my cunt spasming around him as I screamed into her mouth.

Sarah broke the kiss to suck on my neck, then my nipples, biting just hard enough to make me cry out. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum already,” I gasped. “Cum on his cock, Emma. Let your stepbrother feel your pussy squeeze him,” Sarah urged, rubbing my clit faster. The orgasm crashed over me hard. My walls clamped down around Jake’s thick shaft as I shook and squirted around him, soaking his groin. I kept riding through it, prolonging the waves until my legs trembled. Sarah climbed off Jake’s face, her pussy dripping. His mouth and chin were drenched. “My turn on that cock. Emma, sit on his face. Let him taste how sweet his stepsister’s cum is.”

I tried calling he4 again but it was still the same results, she still rejected my call. "You are trying so hard to prove a useless point, Damien." Lucia snorted, "This isn't the Damien I know, you won't let a mere assistant play your feelings like that, would you?" "Shut up Lucia, you have no idea what you're talking about! " "But I do. I have told you Kristen worked as a stripper in a private club, what exactly do you expect from someone like that? You are quick to judge me but afraid to face the truth that Kristen that bitch has been playing," She said,

KATHERINE MONTERO: I watched him take out oil or a lubricant from a drawer, pouring in on his hand and rubbing his cock, slowly, making me burn even more for him as my expectations built. He heard that dark glee In his eyes, and I started to think maybe all of this was a bad idea, except my body didn't think so. “You said you wanted to talk…about what?” He asked, still stroking his cock, he wanted me to speak while all of that was happening..

He was too good at it for him not to be aware. She was making more and more noise as he worked over her body. She could feel every movement. Every touch was new. He was claiming every piece of her. Kristen was feeling everything that he was doing and trying to process the small things that were new to her. She knew what was supposed to happen though it was not like that. As he touched her in those new places, she could feel the tightening in her muscles. Soon they were burning and screaming in their own way. His finger was already in her core, moving in and out of her body at a pace she didn’t know. She could barely think. When the sparks around her were flying. Kristen let out a small screa

Then I opened my legs wider for him, resisting the overwhelming urge to close them. “Touch yourself,” he ordered, voice low and rough. My face burned with humiliation, but I obeyed again. My fingers moved between my folds, smearing my abundant juices around my swollen clit. I closed my eyes tightly, unable to bear the intensity of his stare. “Open your eyes,” he snapped. “And do not hide your moans.” I obeyed, releasing my bitten lip as I circled my clit faster. Soft, embarrassed whimpers escaped me despite my best efforts. The wet sounds of my fingers filled the room, making everything feel even more degrading.

He pounded into her relentlessly, the wet slap of his hips against her ass echoing loudly. “Yes! I love it,” she sobbed. The confession spilled out of her. “I’ve wanted this for so long….wanted you to ruin me.” Ethan laughed darkly and sped up. “Then say it. Tell me what you are.” “I’m… I’m becoming your whore,” she gasped between thrusts. “Louder.” “I’m your whore!” she cried, voice breaking as another orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy spasmed violently around his cock, squirting slightly onto the floor.

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming Crown Princess, and now this. Ho

He was afraid of what might happen, his ability to hold grudges and hatred, it really is to take arms. Zaek said. —He will have to be prosecuted under our laws, because this can not stay like this, one of these days it can even threaten the life of the whole herd. Roxen's story is not very beautiful that we say and on the one hand I understand it, before acting in this way, he was the sweetest person on earth everyone in the pack loved and respected him, he loved with all his being Alix a girl from the city werewolf Chimera at last, but born in the middle of the city, his love was unparalleled, from both sides could easily be noticed.

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.