روايات وقصص ضمن Historias Sexuales

It never developed to more than that, however. Several evenings, we'd sit in the east-end parlor (just down the hallway from my bedroom) and spend hours deep in conversation until I was either too sleepy to keep up with her or excited from the content of the discussion. The latter usually resulted because the best conversations we had were the ones about sex. I get turned on very easily, and the explicit way Elise told the stories made me visualize her sexy body performing the things she described. While we never had any sexual encounters, I suspect she suppressed her desires in fear that my parents might find out and fire her (and perhaps because of my age at the time). Immediately, I saw t

Plates rattled, a glass tipped over, rolled across the surface. He fucked her hard—fast, relentless. Balls slapped her clit with every snap of his hips. The counter shook under them. Ada reached back, spread her ass cheeks wide so he could see his cock stretching her open—pink lips gripping him tight, slick shining on his shaft. “Deeper,” she gasped. “Fuck—deeper—”

She licked the sweat from his throat and promised worse. The obsession sharpened in every city. Budapest: sex in the shadowed alley behind the opera house minutes before curtain, his hand over her mouth, strangers twenty feet away. Amsterdam: a midnight canal boat where he bent her over the rail and fucked her while tourists drifted past on another boat, close enough to touch. Barcelona: he tied her spread-eagle to the bedposts with the silk sashes from hotel robes and used a wand on her clit until she was speaking in tongues, then flipped her over and took her ass until she blacked out for three blissful seconds.

In a deserted mansion, I was alone with my enemy. "If you want, I can hear your complaints. I hope I can help with your problem." I looked down sadly and cried again. I felt Vero pulling my hair lifting my face violently. "Noisy!! Too much drama. Tell me about last night quickly." "It's complicated. That night, after I got a photo of Kinan kissing a man, I don't know why my body felt like I wanted to go to a gay Bar. I saw there was a lot of happiness there. Then, I had a drink and the waiter offered me a one-night stand with a man. He gave me the key to the room. In the room, I immediately hugged him tightly. The hug he gave really made me peaceful. After that, we had sex and I became the b

Her Filthy Men Intro- Lisa has always had this dirty slutty fantasy of having sex with two men. All her life she had never been satisfied just by sex with one man, at times she would partake in threesomes but it still wasn't what she wanted just yet. Her ex boyfriend had broken up with her because she had been open about her sexual fantasy but miraculously they met once again and this time with another party willing to be part of Lisa's fantasy. Guessing it's a fantasy come true?

SERAPHINA'S POV. I should never have gone to that club. I should never have let another man touch me, let alone fuck me senseless until I forgot I had a husband waiting at home. I should have controlled my sexual fantasies, endured the boring, predictable, painfully gentle sex with Daniel and gone back to my toys like a responsible married woman and never set foot outside that door. I should have just gotten a better vibrator. But I hadn't. And here I was. What had I gotten myself into?

*Stefanie purrs sultrily, arrogant smirk widening as she strips naked, fair skin flushing, pink nipples hard on jiggling breasts, wide hips swaying as she gets on all fours doggystyle, jiggly round ass raised, tight pink anus visible, dripping plump pink cunt throbbing hungrily for cock. "Hide such dirty secrets no more, satisfy mommy's starving pussy... ram your hard cock deep in my wet married hole, fuck me raw till I cream everywhere, pound this cheating milf cunt senseless and make me scream for more." *She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling.*

Hard and fast and relentless until I'm coming over and over and can't remember my own name. I've been rotating them for a while now. The mechanic when I need to be split open and filled completely. The neighbor's brother when I need to be fucked into oblivion with speed and stamina. Between the two of them I'm finally getting what I need. What my body has been screaming for since before my first daughter was born. My husband has no idea. He thinks I'm just taking care of the cars. Being friendly with the neighbors. He has no clue that I'm getting the best sex of my life from two men who know exactly how to use their bodies.

“Your body doesn't lie. Your body is soaking me. Your pussy is gripping my cock so tight I can barely move. Your body wants this even if your mouth won't admit it.” He was mistaken. He had to be wrong. But I could feel it too, the slickness between my thighs, the way my walls clenched around him with every thrust, the heat pooling low in my belly despite the pain, despite the horror, despite everything. My body didn't know the difference between rape and sex. My body just knew it was being filled, and it was responding the only way bodies know how.

Mateo said in a teasing voice filled with passion. “I want you to fuck me with your big fat cock Mateo” she whispered in his ear. Mateo stared at her shocked by her confidence but he stood up and took off his clothes and came back to bed immediately without losing eye contact with Camilla. He didn't give her a moment to breathe as he thrust his big fat cock into her relentlessly till they both cum together. And after that… Neither of them tried slowing down anymore. The night became a blur of tangled sheets, heated kisses, wandering hands, whispered names, and breathless moments in the dark.