Facesitting Story Novels & Stories

Each marriage was an act, a performance executed with precision. It wasn’t always smooth. There had been close calls, like the time a suspicious mother-in-law hired a private investigator to dig into her past. Fedora had spent three weeks crafting a flawless cover story, complete with fake social media accounts, old emails, and staged “family” photos. When the investigator presented his findings, everything checked out. Another time, an ex-client's real fiancée showed up at an event, demanding answers. Fedora played dumb, feigned confusion, and walked away before things could unravel.

Makes the same movements as when he uses his fingers. Ashley had reached her peak for countless time. Then, Sirius made the girl who still tired from orgasm, sit up straight. He then lay on his back near Ashley's thigh. "Come here, baby. Sit on my face." A confused Ashley just did what Sirius wanted. With legs still weak, he panted as he straddled that handsome face.

My stomach growled loudly. We both went silent. His gaze dropped to my stomach. “Breakfast?” he asked. “Yeah. Now,” I replied. After breakfast, I didn’t see Leia. I wasn’t exactly looking for her, but I really didn’t want her reaction right now. “Morning sickness,” Scott said when Caspian asked. But his eyes never left me. Two omegas approached us for the fitting. One led me away from Caspian into a women-only room. The fitting took nearly two hours, and when I was finally done, I sat on a chair in the corridor near the fitting room.

I didn't even notice until Sami placed her hand on my cheek, "OH MY GOD HER CHEEKS ARE SO HOT HAHA!!" I quickly slapped her hand off, "S-STOP." Sami and Cassia looked at each other smiling. "ANYWAYS," Cassia spoke, "Time for my story." -------------------------------------------------------------- A/N Is Sahana feelin a lil somethin somethin for Jai now?? Haha anyways hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter Have a great day everyone Love ya'll ❤

CHELLEY MORETTI I was sitting in the penthouse room, watching the estate lights glittering; my mind was stuck replaying the scene in the sitting room. Rita, was perched on the edge of the velvet chaise, absolutely wheezing with delight. "Did you see their faces, my lady?" she gasped, clutching her ribs. “That kiss! The way he just lifted your chin and took your lips, then the forehead for good measure! Oh, the sheer shock and jealousy on Cassandra and Shana’s faces was magnificent!"

Connections bring people together . Linda and Julia settled onto the couch, and Kamla brought refreshing drinks and joined them. Kamla took a deep breath, feeling happy to share her lovemaking story with Linda and Julia. She then began recounting the details of her intimacy with Satish. Linda and Julia listened intently, their eyes filled with curiosity and excitement. I stood before the mirror, trying to finish dressing up. Suddenly, Satish appeared from nowhere and stood behind me. He looked at me in the mirror with a mischievous smile. He swiftly wrapped his arms around me and whispered, "You look more beautiful today."

He gripped his wife by her wrist and sat on the chairs inside the private ward. Madam Florence sighed with worry, she was not the one who had a story to tell, however, she felt nervous in her soul. Maybe her spirit was connected to Tonia's soul, thus she felt a sharp pain in her heart when she saw the look on Tonia's face. "Can I sit beside you ma?" Tonia asked madam Florence. Of course, you can, she replied warmly. My life is in chunks, I need to gather it together from somewhere, she finds it tough to breathe well.

he said, turning me toward the wall. God. This was happening. I could barely stay calm. I was having the best sex of my life—and it was with a stranger. He pulled down my trousers and shorts, then paused, hands gripping my hips as he looked me over. “Damn,” he muttered, squeezing my ass.

I searched for the influencial devil, but she wasn't there, thank God but her shadows were. There were only three empty chairs left. The tables were joined together to seat in pairs. The first empty seats were in the first row at the back of the class; there was no one sitting on the two joined tables. The third seat was in the middle row, one chair ocuppied by a red- haired guy. Without thinking twice, I rushed to settle there to avoid being stared at only for the guy to shoove the empty chair with his foot, his body language sharp and unmistakable. He didn't look at me, but his message was clear. 'dont sit here'. And the whole classroom busted in laughter. The rejection burned against my s

Drkov agreed without hesitation and entered the room again, and the other three immediately followed. --- On the gray bed, two people were hugging and chatting, mostly women talking, while the man just sat there listening, occasionally muttering a few sentences. “Atlas, I’ll tell you a story about my childhood, and you tell me a story about your childhood.” Daisy raised her face, accidentally touching his shiny chin with her lips. Both of them were stunned for a moment, the accidental touch at this moment also created a burning fire, Atlas’s body began to move, and somewhere had begun to react.