Hot Hentia Novels & Stories

"Rub my pussy through my panties first, mommy. Feel how wet I am for you." I press my small palm flat against the soft lace. Her cunt was so fucking hot, drenched with slick. I was touching another woman's pussy. A pussy that wasn't mine for the first time in my life. I run against her in slow circles, making sure the fabric catch her fat, swollen clit in the process. Sophia moans, hips angling to catch up. "That's it....fuck...just like that. Feel how fat my clitty is? It's always like that when I'm horny. "

Edward teased. Richard rolled his eyes in exasperation. His patience had run out. "Stop talking. Hurry up and take a shower! I'll be waiting for you in the lobby," Richard said and left without waiting for his friend to respond. Edward and Richard were actually neighbors. Both of them chose the One Hyde Park Penthouse as their residence several years ago. Edward had his reasons for choosing that place. Besides its premium location, the penthouse had fantastic facilities. Equipped with bulletproof glass, secret rooms, and 24-hour security guarded by the specially trained personnel of the British Special Forces, it was the best choice for him, being the son of a conglomerate.

"Faster baby!! Ohhh shit!!! Fuck!!!" Hestia moaned, widening her legs. Hecate obeyed her wife's pleas, moving her fingers faster. Hecate kept hitting Hestia's G-spot, then she felt Hestia clenching around her fingers. "HOLY SHIT!!! IM CLOSE!! FUCK!! YES!! RIGHT THERE!!! FUCK!!!" Hestia screamed. Then after a few thrusts, Hestia came against Hecate's fingers. Hecate helping Hestia with her high.

It was mid-August and even though night had fallen it was still sweltering hot. Tina was dressed to beat the heat in a low slung denim mini skirt and bikini top, hiking sandals on her feet. She turned more than a few heads in her revealing outfit. At twenty-one years of age, she had a lush yet firm body. Full 36C tits filled her bikini top, her narrow waist flared out gently to her tight round ass, which was clearly evident even though the fullness of her skirt and her long, tanned, athletic legs gave every guy there something to lust over.

The venue had a glass-walled penthouse suite overlooking the skyline, complete with a large circular bed platform in the center, multiple couches, a fully stocked bar, and a raised stage area with spotlights. “I want everyone to see what a pathetic, broken cuck you are tonight.” She told Mark while getting ready, she wore a tiny red micro-dress that barely covered her ass cheeks. Her massive, milk-heavy DD breasts strained the thin fabric, dark nipples clearly visible. Her pussy was freshly waxed, already glistening, a thick Queen of Spades tattoo now adorned her lower back, just above her juicy ass, and another small one on her inner left thigh.

Flynn blinked twice, trying to clear the glazed over look in his eyes and wondering why the tattoo was so long and life like. ‘Is this heaven and who is this hottie in front of me? Hottie with a dragon tattoo. Wait, hottie?!’ he yelled inside his thought as his eyes finally gained clarity. He licked his lips unconsciously and almost felt embarrassed when the intruder caught his eye and looked at him in a confused way. He would swear that he saw something flash across the stranger’s eyes but it was gone too fast for him to really understand what it was.

I was terrified but he was even quicker to ease out the worry. Slowly and tentatively I felt his hands on my thighs and I froze. Those images that had disappeared during our steamy lovemaking session had began rushing back and with adrenaline running through my veins the desire to bolt out of the room increased. Ray noticed it and stopped for a second. " I... I can't do it." I lisped, my voice shaking as I instinctively slammed my thighs together. Ray lips twitched as his eyes shone with understanding. " Just think of it like the sun." He muttered while kissing my hair. " It's going to be hot, a bit scorching.. but it leaves a wonderful feeling behind. Like a day at the beach." He said while

'Oh to wo hathi or bhens to mujhe Armeen ne bola tha, Haina? ( Oh so the one calling me name was Armeen right?) As it dawned upon her, she gasped. Us Hira ko to chorungi nahi. She thought. But then she played it cool. ' bola hoga, mujhe Kiya pata. Or wese bhi Sach karwa hi hota hai, chahe kisi ne bhi bola ho'. ( Maybe she said that, and anyways truth is always bitter, whether it's coming from a stranger).

"I need to feel inside you." “Inside your hot wet pussy..” A slow smile spread across Hinata's face, a victory. She released him, stepped back, and kicked off her sandals. With a fluid, graceful motion, she hiked down her training pants, revealing her bare thighs, and lowered herself onto him, taking him deep inside her. “Ohhh fuck…yes your pussy feels so gooood”..

made my stomach twist, like she was fishing for info, and I wondered if she was trying to figure out if I was competition or something. I shifted in the chair, feeling a fresh trickle of Haiden's cum slip out, warm and thick, soaking into my bikini bottoms more, and it took everything not to gasp out loud. My clit throbbed at the sensation, reminding me how he had rubbed it rough while pounding me, and I had to cross my legs to hide how turned on I still was.