Euphoria Tyler Novelas e Histórias

“Give it to me! Ruin me!” Tyler sobbed harder, broken beyond repair, as she looked straight at him through the haze of pleasure and whispered the final dagger: “You were nothing but a warm-up.” And then she screamed again as Caleb drove so deep she thought she’d split apart, her voice echoing in the room like music to Tyler’s humiliation.

It was simply the smell of rock bottom. Tyler leaned over the laptop like a ghost in his own life. His trackpad was slippery with his own fingerprints, and his thumb smudged in the careless curve of a man who'd lost his way. His hair was days unwashed, a greasy helmet, and the worn-out sweatshirt he wore was covered with a map of fresh and old food stains. He scrolled, simply scrolling as though he was a zombie sucking in the empty glow of celebrity breakups and political memes. It was an e-mood killer, a way of keeping off the choking quiet and the echo of his own awful thoughts.

peace said smiling nervously "And why shouldn't we? " Tyler said with lust... He's far gone with the present.. All he wants is to see peace screaming his name... "Tyler!!!!" peace scream shaking him in order to bring him back from his naughty thoughts "oh! Am sorry, am very sorry peace " Tyler apologized "it's fine, why did you rush in earlier " peace asked tying her towel "I just want to tell you I won the million dollar contract ..." Tyler said hugging peace.. "oh saviours, this calls for celebration " peace said pecking Tyler on the cheek

Tyler held me down with one strong arm and devoured me, his tongue flicking my clit, then pushing inside me, tasting every inch. He added two thick fingers, curling them against my G-spot while sucking my clit hard. The pleasure was intense and fast. I gripped his hair, my thighs trembling around his head. “Tyler… oh god, I’m close…” He sucked harder, fingers pumping faster, and I came with a sharp cry, my pussy pulsing against his tongue. Tyler licked me through every wave, then climbed back up my body, kissing me so I could taste myself on his lips. “My turn,” he growled.

Tyler said gently and I understand what he's trying to do, he wants to look like a humble person who loves me very much who'd do everything for me so I'd stick around. "Aren't you tired of acting? Can't you just be honest like last night, like this morning? You're acting so different that I want to puke." I said and Fiona tried to meddle again but I glared at her. " Aubrey, how could you say that?" Tyler said crying even more like he's in so much pain from my words. "You really won't stop acting?" I said staring at him sadly. "Fine... You won! " I said as I took a step backward away from him.

Tyler says for the umpteenth time tonight. He slides onto the stool beside me, settling his hand on my back, rubbing slow circles. “You should be happy you broke up with Andrew. At least now you're free from his manipulative games. This calls for a celebration, don't you think?” he continues. I don’t answer, but his words hit home. He’s right. I should be happy. But I’m not. My stupid heart aches so much it feels like it might explode at any second. Tyler sighs, but doesn't say anything again.

Tyler leans down and licks me, his tongue sliding through the cum dripping from my hole, tasting Jack and Marcus while he eats me out. I almost scream. His tongue is soft and wet and skilled, flicking over my clit, pushing inside me to scoop out more cum, licking me clean while I lie there shaking and pretending to sleep. “You’re disgusting,” Marcus laughs. “That’s our cum you’re eating.” “I know.” Tyler doesn’t stop. “I don’t care. She tastes incredible.” He eats me like I’m a dessert he’s been craving for years. Sucks on my clit. Tongue-fucks my hole. Makes obscene slurping sounds as he devours the cum leaking out of me.

“Open wide for your stepbrother, Harper.” She was beyond resistance now. Her body was on fire, every nerve singing with forbidden pleasure. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in, moaning as he sank back into her cum-drenched heat. Tyler fucked her on the counter like he owned her—long, deep strokes that made her tits bounce and her eyes water. He leaned in, sucking one nipple into his mouth while he railed her, then the other, biting just hard enough to make her gasp.

At dusk, Tyler still had a slight headache. He went down as his stomach made a growling sound. While he was coming down the stairs a smile made its way on his lips without his knowledge as his thought was on a particular woman in Switzerland who had bright blue eyes and a voice like music. Sophia saw this and walked towards him, she thought that he was smiling at him. "Tyler, honey," she hugged his waist only to be rewarded with a rigid body and a frown.

“I didn’t really want to but, I needed to get out of the house.” “Heh, so um, how are you?” “I’ve been better,” he paused for a minute and looked down. “I love what you did with the place!” “Thanks, my mom helped!” “Well, you both did an amazing job,” he smiled slightly. “Hailee would’ve loved this, you’ve got her favorite food. . .and her favorite music,” he said wistfully. “Are you ok Tyler? You don’t seem like yourself.” “I just. . . I really miss her, you know?” Tyler said, with tears filling up in his eyes.