Free Sensual Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

I tried to keep my eyes open but the first lick made me tip my head back in pleasure. Robin climbed onto the bed beside me and turned my face toward him so he could kiss me again while his brother worked between my legs. I came the first time with Hillian’s tongue against my clit and Robin’s fingers twisting my nipple. My orgasm hit me so bad that my thighs were shaking, but Hillian did not stop. He kept licking through it until I pushed at his head, I was oversensitive. Robin took his place. And he was rougher with his mouth, he sucked my clit harder, adding two fingers right away and curling them inside me.

I begged. He delivered dirty talk relentlessly. "This pussy was made for me. Soaking my balls. Come again, baby. Let me hear it." Multiple orgasms blurred together. We moved to the balcony overlooking the sea, staring back as witnesses. Slow and sensual at first, then building to frantic. His muscular body covered mine, every thrust hitting perfect spots. Revelation deepened our bond. He explained details—the crew paid to "disappear," supplies prepped. I forgave quickly, arousal spiking at the effort. "You're insane, but I love it."

“Your fingers feel so good spreading your cum all over me but I am so sensitive right now Riot every little touch on that tattoo makes my pussy flutter and squeeze. I can feel your load inside me still warm and thick and it is making me want more already. “ “God this is so nasty I thought how he has me sitting here legs spread on his counter covered in his cum with his name permanently inked next to my dripping hole like he really owns this part of me now and I am soaked just from the thought of anyone finding out.” He leaned in close, his hot breath brushing my ear while he pushed two thick fingers back into my pussy slowly and deep stirring his own cum around inside me making wet squelchin

We fucked for hours. I ate her out on her desk. She sucked me off in the shower. We did it against the wall, on the floor, and once more on her bed with her legs over my shoulders. She was loud and filthy, telling me how long she’d wanted my cock, how much better it felt than she’d imagined. By 3 a.m. we were both exhausted, covered in sweat and cum, lying tangled in her messy sheets. Susan rested her head on my chest, tracing circles on my stomach.

Her voice was very erotic and I could feel my legs getting lighter just from her first sentence. To feel your body, take your time and use your fingers to trail from your chest to your abdomen and then to your honey pot. Get your body in the mood to fuck itself. Shut your eyes very tight and imagine your body stimulating itself. Speak sexy things, talk dirty too to it and let it consummate. I did exactly as I was told by laying on the bed and spreading my legs slightly ajar, using my hands to fumble my boobs and nipple before stretching out to my abdomen, and cuddling my soft stomach.

As I moved towards the master bedroom, I could hear the sounds of pleasure and ecstasy slipping through the gap of the door. Looking thrоugh the little gap by the dооr, I saw my fiancée on all fours with her ass in the air, getting fucked dоggiе style bу Ellen, who had on a strap-on dildo. Selena's hands were tied and hooked up to the poles by the head of the bed. Mу fiancee has a small fetish about being tired and rendered immobile or rеѕtrаinеd. Once ѕhе iѕ, she's willing to go along with anything you want. She really gets turned on by it.

like, "fuck me." Sabrina lay down on her bed, released the day's tension through her mouth and sank into the babble filling her mind. Two seconds later her finger was slipping along the seam of her crease. The hypnotist's instructions were to jill, right up to the edge, but to hold off orgasm as long as possible. In the last week and a half, that'd become friggin' hard. She hadn't even touched it and her love buzzer was throbbing with need.

My voice was breathy, slutty, every word dripping with need as I spread my legs wider, giving him full access. The desk edge dug into my ass, but I didn't care; the burn only heightened the ache in my pussy. His thumb found my clit, rubbing circles that made my thighs tremble, his fingers plunging in and out with urgent slaps against my skin. “That's it, grind on my fingers like the horny bitch you are,”he whispered filthily, his free hand gripping my throat lightly, just enough to make me feel owned. ‘Your tight pussy is sucking me in, Sienna. You love being controlled by your teacher, don't you? Moan louder for me.”

Setting my glass down, I ripped my shorts off, throwing it behind the couch. Spreading my soaked folds, hissing, allowing air cool brush my hot pussy. "I know we're not supposed to be thinking about our best friends like that but we've had this crush on them since forever." I whined, widening my legs, pussy parting. Bella moaned, tugging her own shorts off, mirroring my position. Our pussies were facing each other, wet, swollen. She dragged two manicured fingers between her slit, smearing the slick. "Yeah, I get it. It's frustrating. And I just know they'll be rough with us. They'll tie us up so we wouldn't move and suck on our pussies till we're too sensitive."

Celeste kissed her slowly, tongue teasing, hips rocking. The woman stripped out of her dress. No lingerie. Her body was toned, curved, and commanding. She walked to the bed, climbed on behind Celeste, and pressed her body flush against her back. Her breath tickled Celeste’s ear. “I’ve heard about you.” Celeste moaned as her fingers slid between her legs. “Damian’s little masterpiece.” Her hand was skilled. Slow. Teasing. Dominant. Celeste gasped as the woman’s fingers slipped inside her, curling expertly, already finding the spot that made her eyes roll back.