Friendly Kisses Novels & Stories

Their bodies were slick and flushed, nipples hard and erect as their fingers explored each other's hot, eager flesh. The tall one, voice husky, broke the silence. "Damn, that was hot. I need more." Her friend laughed, a soft, breathy sound. "You're insatiable." I turned the engine off, my breath ragged. I could hear them shifting, their bodies moving, the soft, wet sounds of their kisses, the gentle slaps of skin on skin. The tall one groaned, "Fuck, I wish we had a real bed. This seat is killing my back." Her friend laughed again, and I heard a soft thud, like flesh hitting flesh, followed by a moan.

But Wesley, in his bid to anger her more, said slyly, “But I fucked you, baby. You liked it. You were screaming so fucking loud. I wonder if you truly can’t differentiate your boyfriend.” He suddenly furrowed his brows like he was thinking of something while Daisy stared at him with wide eyes, fighting back her tears. Then he continued sardonically. "You really wanted it last night. Why are you acting up now, huh…?" But the smirk on the corner of his lips suddenly disappeared, and he froze slightly. Daisy, who was initially staring at him with wide eyes, now had tears falling uncontrollably from her eyes. ‘Was what he said that hurtful?’

, Krish licked her navel one more time and started biting it. " Ouch!! Krish !! It feels so ticklish!! Stop being so childish ", Emma said between giggles. " I won't!! ", Krish grinned and pinched her thighs. Emma winched and flinched her thighs. " Open your thighs for me sugar!!! ", Krish kissed her thighs. Emma feels so ticklish and the butterflies started flying in her stomach. Emma slightly opened her thighs, Krish helped her to open her thighs wide open so that he could get the perfect view of her pinkish pussy.

He looks at my face and caresses my face. "You are so beautiful amanda. I'm going to kiss you. " Well that is how I ended having sex with Miles in my virgin office. "Can we have this again?" "Nope" "You are a fun killer Amie.and pecks my lips before walking out. Before he is completely out he says" your shirt is buttoned wrongly"

She extended her tongue, but made only the lightest contact with the edges of Crystal's pussy lips as she teasingly traced their entire length. Crystal chuckled, again, and said, "Do you get the B-word a lot?" Vicki laughed, and replied, "Only from my closest friends." She then leaned in closer, and gave Crystal's pussy a tender kiss, sucking lightly as she flicked her tongue back and forth across the waiting lips. Just as Crystal was about to make another comment about teasing, Vicki pressed her mouth, hard, against Crystal's pussy, and gave it a passionate open-mouth kiss, shaking her head back and forth, grinding her lips against, and into, the soft wet folds of warm flesh.

CHAPTER 29: A Soft Kiss Francesca’s Pov I tried to feel hate. I tried to remember the initials on the file. I tried to remember my parents but it was hard when he was holding me. I felt small and safe in his arms. It was embarrassing how much I liked being close to him. It was a terrible feeling. “I am not yours to claim,” I whispered, trying to sound tough. He leaned his head down, his lips almost touching my ear. His breath was warm.

She pushed the girl gently down until she knelt by the tub. Without waiting, Elena lifted one leg and placed her foot on the porcelain edge. Marisol looked up at her, chest heaving. “Are you sure?” “Eat me.” The words were fire. Marisol leaned in, her mouth brushing the inside of Elena’s thigh. The first kiss was tender. The second, not. Her tongue found its way between soft folds, licking slowly at first, teasing the aching need that had been throbbing for too long. Elena moaned, hands gripping the edge of the tub, back arching. Marisol licked again, deeper this time, then circled her clit with just the right pressure, slow and steady, never breaking rhythm.

Her pussy clenched around me like it never wanted to let go. “I want to taste you,” I said, voice thick. She didn’t even answer—just nodded, breathless and desperate. I dropped to my knees, hooked her leg over my shoulder, and buried my face between her thighs. Her taste hit me like fire. Sweet and salty and slick. I groaned into her, tongue lapping at her clit, fingers digging into her ass. Her legs trembled as I worked her over, relentless and rough. Slrrrp… slrrrp… schllckk…

“Uh huh. Perfect view.” In truth, the only perfect view I had was of the top of his head as he kept planting kisses all around my hard nipples. His hands traveled up from my thighs until his fingers brushed against my dripping wet slit. My hips rocked into his hands and he grinned at me while moving those infuriating hands right along with my hips. “Make sure you keep an eye on that fan. I gave you back your view so you can see if it does something exciting.” “I’m right on it,” I groaned, gasping as one of his fingers sank into me. “Oh, God! Layton—”

It felt warm and relaxing. "The light, let's turn it off." She said through a muffled voice as continuous kisses rained down on her, then forced her body to get off the bed, but felt a strong force pulling her back. "No no no no. No need to do that, love." Logan said, slowly whispering his words into her ears, then as she was about to argue, he fired kisses down on her—her lips, nose, jaw, then down to her neck. Soon Becky didn't mind. She just wanted to have him. She felt the cold gust of wind on her bare skin as her blouse was being taken off. Their bare body collided, creating a warmth that increased their sex drive a hundred folds.