Hot Sexy Makeout Novels & Stories

"Of course,? I assured her. He lay down next to me and I hugged him tightly. I couldn't help but get hot when I smelled his fragrant hair. "Love, don't now please," she said gently. "I can just smell your hair," I replied. I laughed at what he said and hugged him tightly. I rubbed my nose on his neck and tickled him. I kissed him down the neck and our hot make -up love started again. We shared the hot scene of the night. That. My kisses became hot with my tongue down to her belly until her femininity. I touched it with a kiss down to her thigh. I gently kissed her femininity and licked it. in my hair. I twisted it around as if playing with her clit. A few more minutes she was very close to m

, he seductively whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms possessively on my waist. " Let's have a blast in our love making session tonight, sweetie.", Damon kissed and lightly bite my ear and my body is immediately burning. My body seems to know what's will going to happen tonight. Fuck! I think this is it! This is the time me and Damon be fucking each other wildly! No, crap that. It's not fucking but love making. Damon instantly attacked me with his kisses, this time his kisses were hot and deep. And I embraced him more, I pressed chest on his, and I could feel his heated body on my ignited body too.

I teased and gently pushed him away and he pouted "I love you," he whispered and kissed me again "But, I love you more," I laughed and unbuttoned his shirt Aaron's eyes become slightly widened seeing what, I'm doing "I'm perfectly fine now Aaron, now I want you to make love to me, to make me yours, physically too," I growled and kissed him while fisting his opened shirt It was not even more than a moment and I was slammed on my back on our bed ⚠️ Mature content ahead ⚠️

“I’m sorry, Mazy.” I smile, “Me too.” “Forgive me?” he asks, holding out his hand to me. I nod. He takes me in his arms and spins me around, making me laugh. “Thank goddess for that.” He puts me down slowly so I can feel every beautiful hard muscle. I bite my lip. “Now does that mean we can have make-up sex? I hear it’s great after a fight.” I roll my eyes. “That was hardly a fight.” He pouts, making me laugh. “Well, I guess we should find out.” I push my door open; he follows me in, his eyes burning with lust.

“Yes, I know I shouldn’t kiss and tell, but whatever… you and I are way past that. We share…” “Just f*cking go straight to the point, will you?” I didn’t know when I shouted, but I quickly cautioned myself. “Relax, babe. Dennis and I had a makeup s*x last night, and it was so passionate and sweet. He was so gentle and paid so much attention to my body…” “Excuse me please, I need to use the restroom…”

Make up sex is the best, man, I'm telling you. Make up sex. I swallowed hard. Damn! We already make out several times, but I haven't tried going beyond my limit. She doesn't want to sleep with me so Scott's idea will not work. [Hey, man! Are you imagining it right now? Haha! I bet you're having a boner now.] I cursed under my breath as I felt my length twitched. Damn this f-ckboy! I groaned. "Shut up! Give me another idea. I don't like your suggestion."

"Move, Daddy. Make me feel good." He complied, setting a slow, sensual pace. Then he rocked into me, his pelvis sending off sensual friction against my swollen clit. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper. Xavier snapped his hips, his cock cleaving through my wet heat. The wet slap of flesh against flesh filled the room, mingling with our panting breaths and desperate moans. "Harder," I gasped, close to coming. "I'm almost there. Make me come, Daddy!"

I growl at him, he is so full of himself. Opening my mouth to reply him he goes in for a steamy hot make out instead, I growl as he keeps moving on to third base, moving his hands to squeeze each one ass cheek, I growl as I move in rhythm with his hips, the only thing stopping us from going to third base is his towel, and my laced panties, Stan loves to get hot, rough, and no breaks, the guy could go on for hours when all I can handle is maximum two sides of him. “Let’s help each other out with this evil stress,” he kisses me again while my face is red from his intense make out, my pink lips are sore from his rough kisses, but right now I want him to be rough.

A nerdy boy is puking into a sink and two guys and a girl are making out. Oh geez. “Are they fucking?” I point at the red-haired girl sitting on a dark-haired, heavily tattooed boy who looks like a rugby player. The girl's eyes are closed and her mouth is open, she's bouncing on him and his trousers are down. “Oh they are,” Jaxon growls seductively and that starts a low throb in my already moistening pussy. It's a freaky party, all right. “Oh my goodnesssss! Belle! You made it!” Vee hops out from a corner and hugs me.

My grip tightens on his hair as I sway my hips back and forth, hoping to get some of the delicious friction which nearly sent me over the edge earlier tonight. I choke back a whimper when I can’t reach the same level as before, but my disappointment soon changes to delight when he clamps his big hands on my butt and pulls me tight against him. Yes. The glorious friction is back. My core throbs as my body springs to life. Together, we moan our satisfaction. “Ahhhh….” He releases his hold on my mouth and moves along my jaw and down to my neck and my delicate skin beside my ear.