Novel & Cerita Fiction Sex

The water moves as my hips do and it mimics the messy noise of sex. Something I haven't had the privilege of indulging in and will take me some time before I decide to do so. I imagine that even if I were to find another late-night suitor, even if my wrists were bound by a different flame, they would never come close to the kind of debauchery that Alex offered. With him, sex was everything loud, vulgar, animalistic, with a pungent hint of sentiment. Everything heaven and twice as much delectable hell. As the visions flood, the intensity that meets every needy part of me builds and I am only seconds away

All I care about is her heat, her voice, the unholy way her body strangles mine, pulling me further into madness. Our groans, our shivers, the relentless percussion of flesh to flesh—they echo, fill the entire restroom until the walls themselves feel like they’re vibrating with us, until the space becomes nothing but a cocoon of sound and frenzy. “Ohhh—ahhh—fuck, oh God, Damien!” Her moans are feral, desperate, clawing at the air. I slam faster, pounding into her with no intention of stopping, not tonight, not ever. The sweat dripping down my spine burns like acid, her nails dig into me, and still it isn’t enough.

He worked his finger hard and fast just as I instructed him to do, he is the kind of one who never fails my command. I was lying flat on the kitchen counter on my back with my legs wide enough as Aiden finger fucked my pussy hole. He slowly started working his head down to my crotch as he finally swallowed my cunt in his mouth and he began to suck it slowly. Making me moan loud enough as I writhed my cunt both on his finger and mouth. My whole body got a sensation of pleasure that I was getting from my twenty-six-year-old security Aiden. Sucking the hell out of my cunt, making me about to cum. I love having sex in the afternoon now since we started having sex together with him.

He spread her legs wide, his hands gripping her thighs, and thrust into her, burying himself deep. Sakura cried out, her body arching against his. The friction was intense, almost unbearable, but he didn't stop, didn't slow down. He pumped into her with a primal force, driven by a need that transcended logic, loyalty, even love. He fucked her against the tree, their bodies colliding in a desperate, frenzied dance. The cherry blossoms swirled around them, a silent witness to their transgression. He was lost, consumed by the moment, by the heat, by the release.

Selina moans as my fingers make contact with her wet pussy and for a moment I lose all sense and I rub my fingers all over her pussy before zoning in on her clit. “Yes, don’t stop.” She moans as I stroke her clit. “No.” I snap jumping to my feet and knocking her backwards against the desk. Her moans had brought me out of my trance-like state and I know that I can’t do this. “We can’t, it’s wrong, you’re a kid, my daughter's best friend.” I snap, backing away from her and trying to pull my trousers up. “I’m legal and what Clarissa doesn’t know can’t hurt her.” She says advancing on me, “I’ve wanted you to fuck me for years now.”

When she finally shattered, it was with his fingers buried in her ass and his thumb grinding her clit, and she screamed so loudly he had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep security from knocking. She squirted hard enough to splash the marble floor, body convulsing so violently he had to hold her up. He carried her inside, laid her on the bed, and started again. Three more orgasms ripped from her exhausted body before he finally let her sleep, plugged with his cum and a heavy steel toy he refused to remove. But Sasha was learning his edges too. In Milan, after another night of denial followed by overload, she waited until he was spent and dozing. She slipped from the bed, found the leathe

Phoenix thought his whole body was electrified the moment her wet tongue touched his hardened nipples. “I’m gonna make you crazy over me, senator.” She looked down at his shaft when the woman pulled his hands away and replaced them with her own. The second her soft palms touched his hardness, Phoenix almost convulsed in pleasure. “Damn!” All that came out of his mouth were profanities and groans of pleasure. He was so consumed by the fire that burned his body. “What do you want me to do, senator?” She kept on stroking him, occasionally caressing his balls.

My cock strains in the pants at the thought of the delicious threesome I will be having in the future. My office door opens and Piper walks in. Wearing nothing but a blood red silk robe. Her copper colored hair bouncing with every step. She walks in without a sound and steps around my desk kneeling down. Her nimble fingers skim up my thighs and pull the zipper down letting my straining cock free. She wraps her lips around the head and sucks, while her hand pumps the shaft. My head falls back against the chair and my hand grips her hair and I shove her head into my lap, having her face fuck my cock. I groan, thrusting my hips up, letting my cock reach the back of her throat and blow my load i

I continued, "I bet those silly girls wish they could trade places with us. I remember when you made me masturbate in the middle of the auditorium during that stupid bitch's feminist speech three weeks ago. I know at least three people saw me, and I came so fucking hard that my panties were wet for the rest of the day. How many times have you made me take my panties off during class and walk around the rest of the day without them? I have licked and sucked your pussy and clit so many times while you talked with mistress mommy on the phone, that I'm surprised she never said anything. You always put her on speaker when I do that. Do you like it when you make me your little white fuck slave? Be

Seeing woman gagged, men towering over them with whips and lashes, it used to drive me insane. The beast in me knew it in an instant that that… that was what we were meant to do. Give pleasure through pain. It was something I knew intimately that when I started, I would not be able to stop. Like the concept of fish recreating, it was still a mystery how I went all those years without channeling my inner strengths into sex. Sex with Felicia was blunt. Boring, lackluster crusade of good ol’ missionary. It was always about making her happy, putting her needs first hand before mine.