Novel & Cerita Id Cerita Novel Dewasa Karya Fredys

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

Fred said with a blissful sigh, blocking out the complication that was his real life to enjoy the fantasy. Ella's heart hammered painfully in her rib cage. This was it. Months of careful planning, of weaving her erotic fantasies on the screen around daddy like a spider's web. Day after day, she published stories of her desire for her daddy for all the world to read. She had quit law school for this obsession with Fred. Written filthy novels under her pen name just to lure her own step father into this twisted cyber affair. And now he was here, in the hotel she'd chosen, naked and spent from jerking off to her.

My secret words and my filthy thoughts. Heat flooded my face. I suddenly wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. “I…I attached the wrong file,” I whispered, voice cracking. “It was never meant for anyone.” He stepped closer. Close enough that I felt the faint heat of his body. “Yet you described everything with such precision. The way my voice would sound against your ears, how my fingers would feel sliding underneath your skirt while you tried so desperately to maintain your composure.” His gaze dropped to my mouth, then lower, tracing the rapid rise of my chest. “Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very o

My heart is pounding with each step and when I open my bedroom door, the bedroom we planed to be our love nest when we got married, Fred was on fours on the bed, fucking a big breasted blondie, while a huge black woman, all dressed in leather, had a dildo up his anus. Stop this derailed train that I want to get down! Fred tries to cover himself in bed and the dominatrix complains with him, kicking his ass with her hight heel shoe. “What the fuck, man? You paid a lot for both, you didn’t say anything about fucking this girl, you either pay more or I’m out.” Fred sits on the bed and raises his hands to his head, as if he didn’t believe he was caught red handed, trying to explain the inexplicab

I don’t know how I'm going to make it home before I blow my load, or even worse, before someone notices my hard-on! I decide to make a quick pit stop at the town library and use the combination of their public toilets and the free Wi-Fi to relieve myself. I quickly lock the only cubicle in the men’s bathroom and sit down, I put my earphones in and immediately go to my phone's videos where I store a large amount of p**n. I quickly click play on one of my favourite screaming videos and start to jerk my 8” cock. I’m already ready to blow my load and the screaming and hot ladies aren’t helping. Suddenly I imagine Mrs Sinclar jerking me and it’s all too much as I shoot stream after stream of cum

“You love this, don’t you? Being our cum-dumpster. Our blood whore.” “Yes!” Freya screamed, voice breaking. “I’m yours… all of yours… use me forever!” The orgy intensified. They suspended her from the ceiling chains, legs spread obscenely. Every vampire took a turn fucking her swinging body, pounding her cunt, ass, and mouth in a rotating frenzy. Bites covered her body now: neck, breasts, thighs, even the swollen lips of her pussy. Blood trickled constantly, licked up by eager tongues. At one point, three cocks filled her at once, two in her pussy, stretching her to her limit, and one in her ass. The pain was exquisite that she felt like passing away.

Fred said mockingly I didn't mean to but a chuckle left my mouth accidently " I'm a married man, talk about yourself dating 5 girls at the same time." Chris rolled his eyes at him " Because I'm very attractive, not like you." Fred replied simply " No, because you are obviously a playboy." I was amused by the revelation and the way they argued seemed so hilarious... Who could say that these guys here are my instructors haha... " Yes I am, what's wrong with that? I can't get enough of just one woman." Fred said proudly, " What's your position on that, Luca?"

“This is the first time you’ve voluntarily talked about something that pertains to the past.” Freda arched her brow. “Please don’t tell me that you’re going to start with me and ask me to talk about about our history,” she said sarcastically. Dexter smiled and let his eyes roam down her body hungrily. “The only history that I’m hoping we will remake is the fire we made when we fucked,” he walked up to her and pulled her flat against him. For once Freda could not hide her surprise and gasped. “I’m hoping that’s the sound you’ll be making when I fuck you so good tonight,” his crude words filled her ears as he whispered them confidently.

“Yes.” He touched her clit, caressing the nub. Within seconds she shattered, and her asshole tightened around his cock. Crying out, Fred knew he wouldn’t be able to last. Fucking her ass hard, Fred felt the stirrings within. His natural mating scent overrode everything else and poured into her body. Groaning, Fred tensed as his cum shot into her ass. He didn’t move away from her and pushed inside one last time. When the orgasm started to ebb away, he collapsed down beside her.

The room reeked of sex, sweat and pussy, her body trembling as another orgasm built. Richard growled, slamming deeper, his cock throbbing inside her. I edged closer, stroking furiously, whispering more dirty encouragement. "Cum on that black dick, Jess. Let him flood you while I watch." Her eyes stayed on me, wild and locked, the cuckold thrill surging through us all as he drove her toward the edge, her tight cunt pulsing relentlessly around his relentless thrusts. This filthy night was far from over, her screams echoing as the climax built, promising more raw, interracial destruction.