Female Yandere X Male Reader Mga Nobela at Kwento

She groaned and crumbled to the ground. “Are you still thinking about my offer, Ryder of Astaroth?” She reached her hand up and stroked his face. “I hear she is the last female of her kind.” Ryder shut his eyes and his palms clenched into fists. He hated this but did he have any other choice? What could he do? * * * * * * “I like being in charge,” She said to him and she bounced on him, slowly and taking her time. His dick in her felt good, really good. “But when it comes to this, I like a man who shows me his masculinity and what he is capable of doing to pleasure me.”

Myla moves toward him again and for a split second, he falls for her words and her face switches for the appearance of Amira. “Just give in, my love.” Though she has the appearance of Amira, her voice isn’t nearly as soft and sweet, waking him up long enough for him to feel the rage masked deep within him. He acts on impulse and reaches out to snap Myla’s neck, feeling nothing as he watches her lifeless body slide to the ground. All he can focus on is the blaring heat in his body and how erect his cock is without even thinking of anything. The need to release this pent-up pleasure is ripping through him like slow lava and he knows there is only one thing that will solve this issue at this po

He tightens his arms around my thighs and my breath catches as I prepare myself. He sucks my clit hard and I scream as I throw my head back. I hold the back of his head keeping him right where he is as I enjoy the pleasure he brings me. I hardly pay attention as he releases one of my thighs. He works my clit as his fingers enter into me again and my cries increase. “Xander, yes, god yes. Right there.” ~`He must like my cries because he growls as he plays with my clit faster. His fingers curl inside me as he hits something and I detonate.

I imagined her getting up, opening her legs further, and pleading with me to have sex with her. The tension was great, short gasps in my breaths. I bent forward and looked at the way her boobs moved a little as she breathed. I felt my cock throb in my hand, oil dripping on my shaft. At last it came, waves of pleasure crashing, and I came hard, and the ropes of thick cum flew out, and splattered upon the floor between us. “Oh, fuck, Lena,” I groaned, the sound tearing out of my throat louder than I had wanted it to be, and my body trembling. “Yes Lena, fuckkk.” Her eyes fluttered open. 'What are you doing?' The voice of Lena was drowsy and keen, and she awoke slowly, the sheet slipping down t

It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and josh I picked it up and started to read it, I couldn’t hold it anymore, I bit my lips and my eyes narrowed as I could feel my wetness,drip down my legs. I needed the release, with or without the cute guy, I sat on the singular chair there, spreading my legs and rubbing my swollen clit,I made sure I kept my moans muffled. I was interrupted by someone clearing their throat,my eyes widened at the cute guy staring at me. “Don’t stop” his voice husky as I could see the dick bulging against his zipper.

Stopping in my tracks, looking up at him, biting my lips, I roll my eyes, my hands stroking down his wet body. “Shower first, then play.” Jackson moves. I am looking at him. I pout my lips before I walk towards the shower. Stripping, I stand in the shower and get cleaned as fast as possible. I watch as his body dries slowly. Finishing up, I step out of the shower. Jackson is still standing there naked and wet. Walking towards him, my hand strokes along his chest, his mouth kissing my lips, moaning against them, his arms wrapping around me. “What do you want, Alena?” Looking at him, my mind throws everything at me. I want the chair again, the whip, the clamps, everything, and more. I do know

Enzo I let out a groan of frustration as I stare down at my already hard member, standing erect from just the mere thought of Yanna in a suggestive manner. The endless cravings I have to be with her itches beneath my skin. This wasn’t the first time or second time this has happened. My hand reaches down and circles around my cock, I moan lowly as lewd shots of Yanna flashes into my head while furiously jerking off. My mind drifts off to her thighs, the way her brows scrunch when I hit her spot, the short gasps and moans she releases when I play with her wet cunt. Her wet pouty lips that looked like they were begging to be fucked.

He fucked her ruthlessly, he used her like a complete whore. As good as the sex was with her boyfriend, this was something else... and the fact that her loving boyfriend was watching on all the while made it even more incredible. Frank felt like the lead male, the alpha of the pack, making Bob stand aside while he fucked the life out of his girl. The thought made Emma moan loudly, who'd have thought this fantasy could become so incredible!? Emma was slowly losing control. Her orgasm was building and this unbelievably pleasurable dick driving into her was sending her over the edge. The eroticism of the whole fantasy made everything so much hotter.

“She can feel his breath on her neck and it makes her nipples hard. Her pussy is so wet it’s starting to drip. She wants him to push her legs apart and touch her. She wants his fingers inside her while he tells her how dirty she is for getting this wet in a classroom.” Marcus’s hand tightened on the edge of the table. I saw the muscle in his jaw jump. “Fuck,” he said under his breath. Then louder, “Yes. That’s it. That’s the heat. Write every filthy detail. Don’t stop when it gets uncomfortable. Keep going until the reader feels it in their own body the same way you feel it right now.”

The vibrator fell out onto the leather seat, slick and buzzing. Lu Cheng picked it up and turned it off, tossing it aside. He unzipped his own pants and freed his cock, which was hard and leaking. "Ride me," Lu Cheng commanded, sitting back on the sofa. "Show me how sorry you are for trying to run." Yu Yan straddled Lu Cheng’s thighs, facing him. He looked into Lu Cheng’s eyes, searching for a sign of mercy, but finding only a burning hunger. He reached down and guided Lu Cheng’s cock to his entrance. He lowered himself onto it, the thick head stretching him open. He gasped, his head falling back.