Frankie Adams Sexy Novels & Stories

Adam finally asked. “Some Frenchman wants to go home within a couple of days so I have to dig through his papers for any mistakes as soon as I can,” Frank replied with a sigh of defeat. Adam laughed as he finally started on his dinner. They ate for a while. They had a lot of catching up to do. Frank didn't bring up the topic of Jessica knowing the truth. He knew Adam well enough to understand that he was managing it well in his own ways. After a slice of pizza, Frank realized the TV screen and the N*****x browsing menu. “Oh fuck. I’m third wheeling your romantic movie night, ain’t I?” Frank said and started to get up from the couch.

I didn’t want to risk them hearing us. Frankie pressed himself into my backside and he was rock hard. “I can help you relax, so you’ll sleep better,” he said and nipped my ear. “Frankie!” I whisper shouted. “Yes, Little Bee?” he said as his hand dipped into the front of the boxers I had on. “Behave,” I said as his fingers found my folds that were already becoming wet. “I can’t you’re wearing my clothes and I need to get you out of them,” he bit just a little harder as he began rubbing my clit and I moaned.

"Wooo... " "You are doing it so wonderfully... and I'm loving it! Now Let's fuck baby!" "So you actually think I never knew how to do it hot, right...?" "Trust me! I'm going to damage your wet pussy here and right now!" "So come here now!" Frankie jerked her to himself and held her neck with one of his hands, and he looked into her eyes full of so much desire for hot sex. "Tonight... You will get it very hard from me!"

“I mean, yes. I would really like...you to do that to me, please.” Yes, I would really like you to do that to me, please. What the hell is wrong with me? I sound like he’s just offered to give me a shoulder rub, not put his mouth on my girl parts. Jesus, Evie! You could at least try to be sexy. You are in bed with the hottest guy in California. He’s offering oral sex of the best kind—or so I’ve heard—and you’re acting like a total doofus. Seemingly unaffected by my lack of sexiness, Adam gives me a panty- melting grin and then starts to move down my body, his eyes pinned on mine.

"Absolute fucking bullshit. Get me all worked up and then just—what? Leave me here to suffer? That's just cruel. That's—" The door bangs open with enough force to make me jump, and I barely have time to lift my head before I hear Jax's voice, bright and amused and entirely too cheerful for someone who's about to witness me in the throes of sexual frustration. "Holy shit, is that—? Oh man, this is even better than I thought. Guys! GUYS! You have got to see this! Frankie’s so fucking horny."

Thank God for the architecture after all. "Adrian... Adrian fnck, ohh my god." Adrian's tongue slides down from my bøobs to my stomach. His kiss were so soft on my flat tommy and it sent electricity down my whole body. His fingers went out of my front hole. Then I felt something strong grip on my panties. I quickly looked down and saw his face buried inside my legs. Fnck. He knows how to get the best out of me. "Fuck, Adrian." My eyes rolled back in pleasure again. As his teeth held my panties and tore it without a second thought.

"But Master—" "We'll help her," Frank interrupted. He seemed to be fond of Keada, and I was pretty sure it wasn't a physical attraction because Keada appeared more masculine than he did. In my opinion, Frank was more ghoul than vampire. His preferred attire was S&M Dom, and for all I knew he might have invented the damned style. He was dirty, skinny, and had not gained one ounce of preternatural beauty when he was turned. "We will?" Cyrene asked.

I had come upon the above ad while surfing through an Internet sex site, and it caught my attention for a number of reasons. Not the least of these was an accompanying photograph, showing a cute, smiling woman with a wide, full, red mouth and long, rather unruly, curly blonde hair. The idea of fucking a babe like this – in front of her manfriend – was tempting indeed. Watersports were one of my kinks too, and I had often played piss games with my womanfriend. The couple, I noted, lived in my city. Did I dare contact them?

As Frank gripped tightly to the sheets beside Emma's head, he started to pick up pace, driving every thick inch of his massive cock within the stunning girlfriend, driving her ass deep into her bed with every hard fuck me made against her. He could believe how differently things had turned out tonight. He expected to go to bed and have an early start in the morning, but now he was giving his roommates girlfriend the fucking of her life, all the while her approving boyfriend watched on. He knew just how bad turn Emma was loving the fantasy, the dirty, slutty eroticism of it all. He wanted to make this fuck unforgettable for the pair of them, and the words he spoke next started doing just that

She let go of his sex and reached up to her top, she slowly lowered each strap of her nightie, pulling down the front and allowing her massive tits to spill out for Franks feasting eyes, which immediately widened at the sight. His mouth was dry, and he once again didn't know how to react "...Those... are amazing," he managed, breathlessly. She jiggled them for effect "Big titties for your big cock. Fair trade." She smiled. Stacey let go of them and began to stroke Frank again, slowly at first and building to a crescendo - it was obvious that Frank was getting close to exploding. Stacey sensed it, and altered her voice to assist "Go ahead Frank. Cum for me. I want to see this big dick cum bab