Hot Night 소설 & 이야기

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.

Chapter 1: Sticky Summer Night and Roommate’s Thick Boner The AC died right after midnight and the dorm room turned into a fucking sauna. No breeze, no fan, just thick sticky heat pressing down on everything. I was already sweating through my tank top and shorts, lying on my bed trying to sleep but my skin felt like it was melting to the sheets.

The kids and pets were in the guest room sleeping while the adults were drinking and dancing. This was my engagement night and it was the best night of my life. "Sweet Lady would you be my sweet love for a lifetime?" I sang to Alessandro who was sitting on the couch with a glass of whiskey. "I'll be there when you need me. Just call and receive me." I ran my hand down his beautiful face and he watched me with a smile.

I should get laid tonight to get my mind off things. The sounds of my room door bolting off, jolts me out of my thoughts. Who the fuck enters a room without knocking “Oh thank God! Thank you so much for opening, I could literally worship you right now” A female stands by the door, clasping her hands together like she was praying? I run my eyes up and down her figure, and although the room was dark, her silhouette did justice to the right figure. I still need to get laid tonight. I guess she would have to do. “I wouldn’t mind you worshipping me”

And he wasn’t very confident about carrying out a task that felt so thankless. The whiskey began to affect his senses, and he felt dizzy. He decided to go to bed and soon managed to drag himself there. Meanwhile, a brunette woman was furious, typing very angry messages and throwing a tantrum in her luxurious pink room. Amanda was screaming into her pillow, mentally cursing her stupid boyfriend. Where was Roberth? He wasn’t answering the phone or responding on the messaging app. This was testing her patience.

I had drunk several bottles of mineral water while on the bus. Therefore, I felt the urge to get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. When I groggily opened my eyes, I noticed that Kathleen wasn't in bed. On my way to the bathroom, I passed by the living room and saw a dim, red light flickering from the room next door. It was just the two of us at home—could Kathleen be in there? If it was her, what was she doing there this late at night?

“Answer it. But no cleaners. No turndown service, no turnup service, no champagne, no fruit, and no bloody harps.” “Very good, sir,” says Hermes, eyeing him anxiously. “You permit me.” Hermes edges past Ben, into the lobby, and opens the door. In sweeps Nico, followed by the six workmen from last night. “Good morning, Mr. Parr, Mrs. Parr!” he breezes. “I trust you slept well? A thousand apologies for last night. But I have good news! We have come to change your bed.”

According to what I had observed, she was not in the mood; however, despite the fact that he appeared to be very horny and desired her, she declined his advances. I overheard her responding to him with "no. not tonight. I am just not in the mood for this right now." He huffed in annoyance and then pulled her hand and placed it on his dick while saying, "but I want you tonight. Because I have a tour tomorrow, I would really appreciate it if you could spend the night with me." However, she did not agree and emphasized each word that came out of her mouth as she stated, "No, I said no. What kind of an idiot are you trying to be?"

Fortunately, they are not that intelligent to think about that. "I'll go to sleep," Delorah said after her hair was dried. "I'll tuck you in, young lady," Pauline answered and she put Delorah to sleep. While they are asleep, the moon is slowly eaten by a back entity in the sky. The nightfall, the bright night is slowly darkening to pitch black. Only the light from the fences is lighting the pitch-black night right now. In the middle of the night, Delorah was awakened by a strange breathiness and her chest hurts like her heart was ripped into pieces.

‘You can’t seriously believe they’re in love with each other? ‘Maybe they’re in lust.’ I immediately wished I hadn’t mentioned that particular L word. I could feel my cheeks blooming with heat, as if by the very mention of the erotic word I had allowed something forbidden into the room. Something forbidden and dangerously tempting. Something that threatened to get out of control like a lit match to dryTinder. I could almost hear it crackling in the silence like tiny flames gathering energy to start an inferno.