Romans & histoires Hot Fantasies

My nipples were hard against my shirt, and I felt that heat building between my legs, imagining his hands on me, pushing me back against the fridge, sliding inside me rough and fast. But then he opened his mouth. "Done staring?" he said, his voice low and cocky, those hands grabbing my waist hard, pulling me right up against him. Our bodies pressed together, his breath hot on my face, lips so close I could almost taste them. I gasped, my heart pounding, and pulled back a little, trying to play it off. Damn, he was hot, but I wasn't going to let him know that. Not after the day I'd had, with Alex's betrayal still burning in my chest.

Santa smirked, “I don't think that'd be enough for you. Tell me everything you want and I’ll have it fulfilled.” My heart pounded from excitement as I moved closer to the handsome Santa, falling on my knees before looking up at him while wetting my red lips, sucking his fingers into my mouth in the process. “I want you to touch me. Caress my whole being, make my sexual fantasy come true. Kiss me, tie me, spank me, tell me the flirtiest words, and fuck me through the holidays until I smell of my “Lusty Holidays”. I moaned and he laughed.

Nathalie even lost the baby she was carrying. Therefore, driven by curiosity, Chloe reopened the book. March 2, 2018 Having sex is the most enjoyable activity we do almost all the time. I truly enjoy this relationship. Oh my, Nathalie. Dad might kill me if he knew his beloved daughter was sleeping with a man who hasn't officially become her husband. Yeah, Dad is old-fashioned. March 5, 2018 Chloe will probably mock me if she knows I'm blindly in love with a man.

I’m a disgusting, filthy whore. For years, I’ve hidden the darkest fantasies that consume me every single night. Gangbangs. Being used by multiple men at once. Rough, degrading, cum-soaked, no-limits sex where I’m nothing but a set of warm holes for them to destroy. I dream about being passed around, choked, slapped, filled in every hole until cum is leaking from my pussy, ass, and mouth. I touch myself thinking about it constantly — three, four, five cocks at the same time, stretching me, using me, breeding me like a cheap slut.

I would kill to have my lips on those nipples and on her belly sucking those fat pussy lips or have her crouch sitting on my face while I dig my tongue deep into her pussy, tongue fucking her. It would be my first time fucking a female but I hell wanted to get used as an amateur. Suddenly I didn’t want Sunny anymore. I wanted Olivia. She would fulfill all of my fantasies. I just really wished she was a lesbian too. But I knew she wasn’t. My hands trailed down my neck softly, my other hand cupping my boobs. My lace bra barely a barrier to feeling its warmth. I yanked my laptop off impatiently, seeking more graphic explicit arousal than my mind was providing.

I pulled my sweater over my head, then my leggings and panties, until I was standing completely naked in front of him. Colton stepped closer, towering over me. He reached out and ran his hand down my stomach, then lower, cupping my pussy possessively. “You’re mine,” he said. It wasn’t a question. I nodded. “I know.” He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I was already wet. He groaned when he felt it. “Even now,” he muttered, pumping his fingers slowly. “Even when your ex is trying to contact you, your pussy gets wet for me.”

Legs shook; I shouted his imaginary name into the pillow, pussy pulsing, gushing around my hand. Collapsed forward; panting. Reached for the phone, stopped the video and I watched it back right there on the bed. Me; shameless, tits swinging, ass high, three fingers buried knuckle-deep while I begged for cock. It was dirty. It was perfect. My clit twitched again just from the sight. I saved it; labeled it “Beach Boy Fantasy.” Smiled to myself like I’d won something. I Showered quick; cool water barely helped the buzz under my skin. l was drying my hair when the knock came. It was one of the hotel staff; a polite young guy with a clipboard.

"Wanted me to fuck you like this? Make you mine?" "Yes," Mara cried out, past caring about being quiet. "Yes, god yes" The carpet burned against her knees and palms, but she didn't care. Nothing mattered except the feeling of him inside her, claiming her, taking her exactly the way she'd fantasized about. "You're so wet for me," Adrian groaned. "So ready. Such a good girl, taking everything I give you." The praise combined with the rough treatment pushed her toward another orgasm. She could feel it building, could feel herself climbing higher and higher.

My skin was too sensitive, and my body too aware of every single nerve ending. The heat pooled lower. I closed my eyes, head tipping back against the tile, and let my fingers wander. I inhaled sharply, pleasure dragging through my skin slowly as I traced my own skin, the steam wrapped around me and making my body hypersensitive. I closed my eyes, a whimper escaping my lips as golden eyes flashed behind my eyelids. My breath hitched. I didn’t push the thought away. Instead, I leaned into it, imagining strong hands holding me, pressing against my clit. Imagining the voice of someone I’d never heard before as he pinned me against the wall with heat rolling through me in waves.

Alice said "So Nikki what's you're hobby"..I asked "Texting"...she replied immediately while we stared at her in amazement "Am kidding"...she said and we laughed "I love dancing".. I said "And I singing"...Alice said "Now will you tell us your real hobby?"...I asked "Oh, I love reading"..she said "Oh my gosh".. Alice screamed "You read?"...I asked in shock "Yeah"..I said "well I thought you would be a... "Spoilt brat"... She cut in