Iliza Shlesinger Sexy Novels & Stories

Press the slick, cunt-glazed head of my cock against Isla’s asshole—the one I’ve only teased until tonight. She freezes. Breath stops. I push. Slow. Relentless. The fat crown stretches her open with a wet, filthy pop. She cries out—sharp, animal—body trying to crawl away. I clamp both hands on her hips, nails digging crescents, and slap her ass so hard the crack bounces off glass walls. “Open that tight fucking hole for your owner, pet. You were born to take every inch.” I sink deeper—inch by burning inch—until my pelvis kisses her cheeks and she’s impaled, trembling, stuffed so full she can barely breathe. Her insides are molten silk and fire, spasming wildly, trying to milk me before I’ve

Laughing, relaxed, leaning in closer than he ever had with me, his hand resting somewhere that wasn’t ambiguous enough to be dismissed as casual. They looked comfortable together. Easy. Like whatever they had wasn’t new. Like it had history. I tapped through the rest of her highlights, my chest tightening slightly with each clip, each image that painted a picture far clearer than anything he had ever said to me. “Oh my God,” Lila breathed beside me, her tone shifting into something sharper as she leaned closer. “I actually hate men.” Kesha let out a quiet scoff, shaking her head as she took in the screen. “So let me get this straight, he’s calling you, acting like the perfect future husband,

“Oh, but you will, my dear friend. We’re talking about Will here. Not Glen.” Una frowned at the question. “Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but honestly, I’m not sure.” Liezel grinned as she watched her blush like mad, looking utterly uncomfortable over the topic. “Okay, whenever I’m not sure whether I should have sex with a guy or not, I usually ask myself three questions: Do I like this guy? Do I fantasize about him in a not so modest way? Am I gonna regret having sex with him after I had sex with him? If my answer is a Yes-Yes-No, then I go ahead and have sex with the guy.”

“Then go after him. Not her.” “I am going after him,” Isla hissed. “She’s just the fool standing in front of the target. And I want her to feel it.” He shrugged. “I dug into her background. It’s boring. Rich. Pretty. Tragic enough to sell perfume but not enough to sink.” “Don’t need to sink her,” Isla replied, standing now. “Just tilt her hard enough to make her think twice.” She leaned toward the mirror and slowly peeled off one false eyelash, then the other. Her hands were steady. Her voice even.

“Hey daddy… you wouldn't want to miss out on what this nasty whorish bitch of yours is doing!” A sexy picture followed and my cock throbbed at the sight of Isa. She was cladded in a red lingerie her hair scattered across her face and giving her this bitchy expression. Fuck! My cock throbbed at the sexy sight of her. Another message followed and I read. “I wonder what it would feel like having your tongue gliding against this dripping pussy of mine, Come get your sweet wet pussy before I fucking give it to a dildo.” A dildo? My heart clenched immediately! This lady was driving me crazy. As if sending me a sexy picture of her was not enough, she wants to have my pussy given to a dildo? Fuck! I

Isabella halted in front of the door, recognizing the familiar voice. "Isn't that Sheila, your husband's best friend?" Manuela whispered. Isabella nodded, sensing an urge to step back and keep her innocent gaze. Despite that, she pulled the door open. The room was illuminated, revealing her husband entangled with Sheila, his alleged best friend. They lay exposed, devoid of any sheets. Isabella shivered as coldness ran down her spine. Her heart raced, threatening to escape her mouth as she discovered her husband shamelessly cheating on their marital bed.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

she utters firmly over the phone “ For you ? I thought you did not like poor dudes. Besides I am not interested in the job offer anymore.” Joseph answers coolly “ I am not placing it as an offer where by you've got choices Joseph Brown . You either accept my job as a Chef or forget about having any more jobs for the rest of your life .” Isabella threatened authoritatively . “ Who are you to order me around ? ” “ I am Isabella Blair , CEO of Lush beauty , cosmetics and hair company . And you do as I say .” She spoke eloquently over the phone .

"No bitch, you're mistaken, we didn't just have sex, we made love, sweet love, and you know what" She smiles a psychotic smile. "Nobody does it better than Pierce. He knows the right places to touch, the right things to say, the right places to kiss. He even knows the right places to grip and bite". Right now my breaths are coming out as pants and the room is spinning so much I almost fail to recognise where I am. My confidence flows away like air, they crumbles at my feet and dissipates into nothing. Now, I am left all by myself, afraid and at the mercy of this which. I see her claws coming for me, coming to get me, to hurt me.

She asked Aleksander for this favor in the first place because she was naïve and because she trusted him to know what would catch a man's attention. Given his dating history and that seductive Levitra, there was no way her husband didn't have a chronic case of whiplash. Izabella wriggled, unsure of how long they meant to continue fighting. She had already been playing on her phone for an hour as Jiji Rose highlighted her brunette hair with lighter highlights. She looked at her image in the mirror again, amazed at the dramatic effect such a slight color change could have. She was ecstatic and eager for Shanda to see it. Jiji Rose finally gave in and sighed heavily, "Okay," she overheard her s