Freaky Stories Novelas e Histórias

And then I felt it. A rush of warmth flooding out of me. Soaking her hand. Soaking the sheets beneath me. I was squirting. Actually squirting. The sensation was overwhelming, like a dam bursting, and I couldn't stop it. Wave after wave of release pouring out of me as my body shook and shook and shook. My legs were trembling so violently they kicked out against the mattress. My hands were gripping the sheets so hard my fingers were cramping. And through it all I was screaming. Crying. Laughing. All at once. Because it was so much. Too much. Everything all at once.

He groaned against my folds, the deep vibration shooting straight through my core and making my walls flutter around his fingers. “He pulled back just enough to growl. “Cum again for Daddy. Flood my mouth like a good girl,” he said, and I was already close. The third orgasm crashed into me even harder than the last. I screamed, back arching sharply off the desk as my pussy gushed violently around his fingers and tongue.

“They’re just stories people tell themselves to feel something.” The receptionist had given her the heavy brass key with a nervous laugh. “Just… ring the front desk if anything unusual happens.” Sophia unpacked in the lavish suite, admiring the antique four-poster bed, the velvet drapes, and the claw-foot bathtub that overlooked the stormy sea. She showered, slipped into a silky black slip, and settled into bed with a book on cognitive biases, determined to prove once again that the supernatural was nonsense. The lights dimmed on their own at midnight.

Agnes is the campus queen bee, has a bf, Billy, the basketball captain, but her bf doesn't really satisfy her and finds out the chubby nerd guy, Julius that she often and bullies has a big dick after making him pull down his pants in the bathroom when she lock him. So instead to lock him alone, Agnes start to suck his dick and say to Julius she will stop to bully him and make him her secret fuck buddy if he can satisfy her. What Agnes not know is that Julius also like her so much and start to fuck her roughly.

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

“I’m such a bad stepmom… touching myself every night thinking about my stepson’s cock stretching me open… I want you to choke me while you fuck me… spank my ass red… call me your dirty breeding whore…” The fantasy pushed her right to the edge. “Cum inside me, Alex… fill your stepmom’s womb… knock me up so everyone knows I belong to you now… please… breed me… breed your filthy stepmom…” Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Lena cried out loudly, her pussy spasming violently around her fingers as she squirted hard. Clear fluid gushed out, soaking the sheets beneath her. She kept rubbing through the powerful waves, drawing out every pulse, moaning her stepson’s name over and over like

I asked her while grinning at the thought of my dream girl. “Yeah, the freak?” She answered as if she knew the girl. “Exactly,” I confirmed with a big, proud smile. “So, what's with the freak?” She cluelessly asked and then halted as she realized something. “Oh My Gosh, Prycie! You don't mean she's the one?” She asked in disbelief, and I’m just beaming. “Kyaaaaaah! I told you! I told you! I told you! I'm freaking right the whole f*cking time! Kyaaaah!” She's screaming and shaking her phone, or she is jumping on her chair. What a wild reaction!

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I rode it out, chest heaving, until the room stopped spinning. Silence settled. I heard the faint clink of dishes coming from the living room. Probably it was Gina cleaning up, probably fuming. I wiped myself off with a tissue from the nightstand, pulled my sweats back up, and stared at the ceiling for a minute. Damn! I think I am now a serious sex freak.

I sank deeper into the sofa, pretending to focus on Game of Thrones, but the moans and heavy breathing on screen weren’t helping. My cock throbbed uncomfortably, straining against my trousers. I shifted, crossing my legs tighter, but that only made me more aware of it. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d heard earlier from Freya’s room,the moans, the sharp gasps, the unmistakable sound of a p**n video. Does that mean she’s into stuff like that? My body wouldn’t calm down. Just as I was debating whether to switch off the TV when it turned to a sex scene, I heard soft footsteps.