Gif Ahh

[WARNING; MATURE CONTENT; 18+] ~~~ “N-no—ahh!” and she gasped loudly the moment he tilted her head to one side by grabbing her hair from behind. Harshly. “Then why did you lie to me, hm?” he asks gruffly while his grip is tightening in her hair as he makes her face him. The tears on which she kept a hold till now, shed leisurely because of his grip. She squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered, “Please s-stop it.” “This is not the answer to my question, angel.” She heard him saying more gruffly into her ear. He kisses her earlobe before giving a jerk on his grip on her hair and adding to his words, “Your delay is doing your harm.” And she understood this clearly. “I-I didn’t want y-you to know t-that I’ll t-turn eighteen in the next three months—,” “Why?” “B-because I-I thought you...you will ruin me t-that time,” she managed to answer him as urgently as possible so he just leave her and he did it after getting his answers. ~~~~ Hazel was a prostitute, who maintained unmatched beauty in her brothel. Those who were fascinated by her beauty had become a lover of her beauty but she was not written in anyone's fate, because of her age. A seventeen-year-old girl, remained a victim of men's eyes until Daud came into her life. And he changed her life. Because the moment he laid his eyes on Hazel, he was determined to make her own. Then he didn't mind whichever path he chose.

On our fifth anniversary, my fiance, Caleb Alton, mixed up gifts meant for me and someone else. When he pulled out a set of lingerie, he looked flustered and explained that the store had sent the wrong item. The next day, I saw a video posted on social media by his junior colleague, Mia Lawson. The caption read, “He said that old lady of his is out of shape, but I look the sexiest in this.” In the video, she was wearing the same lingerie and lounging seductively in Caleb’s arms. I glanced at the engagement ring identical to the one Caleb wore and decided to call my boss. “Hello, Mr. Farrington. I’ve made up my mind. I can start at the branch office next week.”

Due to my heightened sensitivity, even the slightest touch causes an uncontrollable reaction. My husband, concerned, sends me to the hospital for treatment. As I lie on the operating table, the attending doctor unexpectedly triggers a wave of intense response from me—right in front of my husband.

"Ahh! Is that so? That explains the reason for their actions years back." ******* Celine and Harry has been married for three years yet she was unaware of his true intentions towards her. She thought she accepted to marry Harry for the sake of her mum's medical bills and would work out the loveless marriage, however she never knew there was more, hidden under the curtain than the mere eyes could see. To make matter worst, Harry cheated on her on their third anniversary on their matrimony bed, no remorse etched on his features, instead he presented a divorce paper and demanded she signed it and leave, not letting her go with anything she ever acquired while married to him. Fueled by pain and a broken heart she signed the divorce and left, however she discovered she was pregnant weeks after and sought to let Harry know about it but all effort proved futile. She forged ahead, leaving everything behind but little did she know she would meet Jack, her ex-husband's rival who later became her worst nightmare. When the environment was tense, she eloped to another country for her safety and that of her son. Fast forward to years after, she was bk and had more affluent than anticipated. The question remains, Will she still stick to her vow to make those who made her life a living hell, including her ex suffer, when everything was made open to her? or would her rivals have better advantages over her, seeing Harry was back for her and her son?

Biglang tumunog ang celfon ko at ng tignan ko ito hindi familiar ang numero, binuksan ko ito at nagulat ako sa laman ng mensahe, "kumusta kana? saan ka ngayon pwede ba tayo magkita?" wala akong idea kung sino ang nagtext kaya sumagot ako ng "sino ito?" sagot nya ang bilis mo naman makalimot ako lang naman ang laging laman ng isip mo. sagot ko ulit ahh talaga walang laman ang isip ko ngayon kundi pera, pera ka ba? sagot nya, ibibigay ko sayo yan basta magkita tayo sa panaginip ko. napakunot ang noo ko at bigla akong nacurious kaya sumagot ako "sige matutulog na ako para magkita ko na yong pera na inaasam asam ko hahaha". saan kaya nya nakuha number ko at sino kaya ito? tumunog ulit ang celfon ko di ko maiwasan tignan "alam mo bang nakahiga ako ngayon sa pera, asam ko na katabi kita hihi, pero wala akong saplot ngayon sarap sana kung katabi kita" pero uminit na ulo ko sa nabasa ko di na ako sumagot. Tumunog ulit ang celfon ko, di ko maiwasan tignan, "ini imagine ko na katabi kita at hubot hubad ka din sinisimulan ko ng dilaan ang malaki mong ut*ng habang hawak mo ang nabubuhay ko nang t*t* nahuhumindig ito at galit na galit na gusto ng pasukin ang p*ke mo, ahh sarap ng labi mo pinapasok ko na dila ko sa bibig mo habang ang kabila kong kamay ay nasa baba ng p*ke mo sinalat ko ang hiwa mo sobrang basa kana pakiramdam ko gusto mo nang ipasok ko ang oten ko sa kepyas mo napaungol ako sa sarap ng itutok ko sa butas mo ang sikip bago ko tuluyan ipasok hinimas himas ko muna sa hiwa mo naririnig ko ang ungol mo." "bastos!" sagot ko..

I wasn't worried at all when my mother set me up with her best friend's son and forced me to marry him. I feel like I can handle all that well. Especially if my future husband is a rich billionaire who is very handsome and also successful. Ahh, I feel like a Cinderella who got the husband of a prince on a white horse. But... my dreams just shattered after I experienced the complex household problems that I was facing. Starting from a weird husband, his strange habits, and his first love problems that suddenly appear and complicate our marriage relationship. I felt trapped in the complexities of my domestic relationship with my husband. I'm desperate and I feel I can't handle all these problems well. And just as I was about to step back, I discovered the fact that I was pregnant and I would never be able to leave my strange husband.

"Hm, Linden..." halinghing ko nang sapuin ni Linden ang mayayaman kong dibdib. "This is wrong ugh~ ahh!" daing ko nang masahiin niya ang malulusog kong dibdib. "No, this is not wrong, Jan. I'm willing to break off the engagement with the girl." Aniya saka niya ako siniil ng mapupusok na halik na agad ko namang tinugon. "Ah~ Linden hmm~ please continue... more." Ungol ko nang i-angat niya ang hita ko at pinatong niya sa hita niya. Kinapa nito ang pagkababae kong namamasa na ata sinalat iyon. Ilang buwan na rin no'ng maging magkaklase kami at hindi ko maitatanggi na kahit may pagkasaltik siya ay may nararamdaman ako sakanya. Our teacher hired me as his tutor na sinang-ayunan niya agad kaya wala akong nagawa. He's clingy type of person na sa akin lang niya ipinapakita and he's always like this, pinapaligaya ako after tutoring him. "Ah! Ahh~ ahh!" ungol ko nang simulan niyang ipasok-labas ang kanyang daliri sa namamasa kong hiyas.

“Nate, don't you dare start with that nonsense too. I told you already, I don't care about those ridiculous traditions." Marcel responded irritably as she hopped into the copilot seat of her best friend's car, anxious to get as far away as possible from her home. “Hey, I've known you since you were four, so don't try and act all brave and mature. Tell me the truth, you're afraid aren't you?” “Humph! What's there to be scared of?...” “That Mike's ghost might come back to haunt you." The boy interrupted, carelessly blurting out his analysis, adding…“I just don't get it; everyone else knows his death wasn't your fault…” “I know it wasn't!” “Then why won't you pray for his safe journey into the afterlife? What if his soul is damn to roam the earth, wreaking havoc among the living or even disrupting the balance between the two worlds?” “Ahh! Don't be childish. There is no such thing as the afterlife; parents just use these pathetic excuses to trick their children into believing that our loved ones are better off. If that was the case, why don't we all join them… oh yeah, that's right, we can't commit suicide otherwise we'll go straight to hell. Grow up Nate! The spirit dies with the body.” Follow the journey of a young woman as she tries to keep her sanity when the world around her was quickly crumbling after one faithful night of honoring the dead. Will she be able to save the life of those closest to her? or will her soul be bound to an eternity of madness?

"Saffron, I asked you a question. What happened to your dress?" Atlas asked again like he cared. Why was he calling her name like they were pals? How did he even know her name? This was the first time in seven years that they talked. Atlas isn't one to care about mere workers in the mansion, let alone commit their names to memory. So why her? Ignoring Atlas was not an option, so she parted her lips. "I–" Saffron was about to lie her way through when she caught sight of Caspian walking over. "Talk to me! Did Caspian do this to you?!" Atlas frowned and grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look his way. "How did–" so this was it? Atlas orchestrated last night's incident? He set her up! Now Caspian would think she was involved with Atlas! There's no way for her to prove her innocence anymore... "Ahh!" Saffron cried out loud and moved back with her rear hitting the wall. She slid down slowly until she was sitting on the floor, bawling her eyes out. "I'm just an insignificant Chef who is only here to work, please I beg you, let me live… waaah… I want to live…!" She continued crying as she lamented sorrowfully like she was already having her last minute of life. Caspian walked past without acknowledging any of them with a mere glance. After he ambled out of the corridor, Atlas moved away and glared condescendingly at Saffron, "Don't think too highly of yourself. You've served your purpose. You were a mere pawn." ... Saffron, a Chef who wanted nothing but a simple life, ended up becoming a pawn in a life and death's game for three brothers. However, time will tell if she's a pawn, or the Queen on the chess board.

Things got out of hand the moment they met each other. It's like they are water and fire that cannot be mix in one room but in an unexpected turn of events, a tragedy took place that brings them both closer to each other. *** "Honey! Honey, come here now!" she called in a seductive tone of her voice, and she run upstairs while wearing red lingerie. "You naughty, woman, wait for me!" he excitingly responded and he followed her upstairs. She, then, jumps to the bed when she suddenly fell flat to the floor and hit her head which causes her eyesight to fade and little by little her memories are coming back. She looks around but all are unfamiliar to her. "Ouch. Where am I? What is this place? What am I doing here? And why the hell am I wearing lingerie?" she cluelessly asked herself when she slowly stand up to her feet. Whilst, the door opened and she saw a half-naked man approaching her. "Oh, I'm going to make sure that you won't be able to stand up in bed tonight," he cheekily told and put down his gray pants. "Ahh! For Christ's sake, Grey, put your pants on! Eew!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs while scolding him. He was stunned by what she just said and just stared at her. "What did you just call me?" he asked in a menacing tone of his voice when he realized that she called him by his real name. *** Come and read my story and let's find out what happened to them after their marriage. And, how did she end up in that situation?