Game Shakers Babe Novels & Stories

The steam takes over the air and I see Gabe taking his t-shirt off leaving him only in his boxer shorts. I can see his cock peeking through the fabric. He takes them off and his cock stays beautiful erect pointing at me. Gabe walks into the shower and presses my front against the cold shower wall while his free hand caresses my ass. His lips attack my neck making my pussy drenched already. His hand smacks my ass as his cock finds its rightful place between my legs teasing me. Gabe pulls my hair making my head dart back. “You’re being a very bad girl” - he whispers in my ear and I feel my stomach flutter with anticipation.

Hahaha, Sleep babes TBC

As I closed my eyes, ready to place a kiss on her lips, “Ahhh,” she yelled, and I snapped my eyes open at her sudden scream, only to see her covered in eggs, yolk dripping down her face and clothes. Turning to my left side, I saw Gina holding a small basket filled with eggs and a triumphant smile on her little face. “Who the fuck are you? How dare you throw eggs at me?” She screamed at Gina. “Me? Hmmm, I'm his wife-to-be,” Gina replied, causing me to chuckle.

My grip on the sheet loosened and I held it closer before it could fall. “Nu-uh, none of that,” Gabe said, pointing to Shane’s hand. “I mean this with as much respect as possible. Keep all spicy business to a minimum, if possible and sir, can you put your third leg away? It’s kind of distracting,” Gabe said flirtatiously as he pushed a strand of dirty blonde hair behind his ear. My cheeks flushed as my gaze darted to my right. My eyes locking on the very large cock that stood between his legs. “Oh my fucking Godde—” Odis coughed as he pretended to stare at something interesting out the window.

His smile turned to one of concern and his face became serious. “What do you mean? You said you never got the shifting gene, so you can’t be seventeen.” My eyes widened at his words. That wasn’t what we were told in school. My voice started to come out shaky as thoughts began racing through my mind. “What are you talking about? That’s basic shifting. We learn that as children when we start school. If a Shifter has not transformed by their sixteenth birthday, then it means the shifting gene is absent, and they were cursed to live as humans.

Luka sat by the window shirtless as he smoked his cigarette. "Baby,” he called, and she felt nervous. His calling her that name always awakened the desire in her. “Why am I here?” She asked boldly. The last time he called her fun, did he want to have fun again? Luka stood up and walked towards her; she stayed rooted as she decided not to be intimidated by him anymore. He got close and pulled her to his arm, her hands resting on his chest as she glared at him. “What are you doing?” she asked with a low tone.

“I love our baby, whether a girl or a boy. Hungry?” “I want your shake.” I poured it into a glass and gave it to him. “Your shake, baby.” He kissed my neck, then moved his lips and bit my earlobe. “Uh-huh. That kind of shake.” “I missed your taste, baby.” He slipped his hands into the band of my shorts and dragged them down my knees. “Babe, we’re about to have breakfast.” I was already shaking in anticipation. My clit ached for his touch, and I was already spreading my legs wide despite my protest.

he shouted and took them over the edge together. The spasms went on and on, her entire body shaking. She clutched Gabe's braced forearms, nails digging into his skin. The convulsions grew in intensity until she thought she would surely shake to death. And finally, finally, as she was about to sink into the black void swirling around her, the aftershocks diminished and it was just her and Gabe, sweaty, skin-to-skin, hearts beating like jungle drums working overtime. Finally Gabe lowered her legs and slowly pulled his spent cock from her pussy. Working his way off the bed, he lifted her in his arms again and headed for the bathroom.

Celina had wanted to accompany me but she got a guy interested in taking her to Jamboree social joint and she opted to go to dance than to stroll in the beach. I took my phone and captured a few selfies of myself overlooking different directions before moving to sit on the sand, got on F******k and began to scroll downwards reading random posts. I finally settled by a post from my favorite F******k blogger on www.thepassionatelovers.com which was talking about Kachambali sexual style. Reading it left me feeling so horny until I could feel some vaginal fluids trickling down my labia majora. The whole thing seemed crazy but I could not understand how a man can play with my vagina for that long

She was still trembling from the aftershocks when Matt grabbed a condom from the nightstand where he'd dropped it, rolled it on and slid his hands beneath the cheeks of her butt to lift her up to him. "Here we go, Lizzie." He drove into her, filling her with the thickness of his shaft, so long that the head of it touched her womb. He paused a moment, letting her adjust to the size and girth of him before he began the slow, dragging strokes that quickly pushed her up that erotic climb again.