Ink Lovers の小説・ストーリー

Kinks: possession, doll fetish, rough sex Lila lay in her bed, the soft glow of her nightlight casting shadows across the room filled with her collection of dolls. At eighteen, she still clung to these childish comforts, especially on nights when her mind wandered to the forbidden stories she read in secret—tales of dark magic and hidden desires that made her cheeks flush. Her bedroom was a sanctuary of pastel walls and stuffed animals, but tonight, an unease prickled her skin. She shifted under the thin sheet, her soft pale body clad only in a loose tank top and panties, the summer heat making sleep elusive. Her wide eyes stared at the ceiling, curious thoughts swirling about the porcelain

He wants her to see him play with her body. Loverina was a bit taken aback when she didn't feel his tongue on her nipples. Honestly, she was enjoying it. She didn't open her eyes because he said so, she opened them to know the exact reason why he stopped. “Huh?” She exclaimed. “Don't close your eyes whenever I'm touching you. You won't know what I am doing or if I want to hurt you. Pleasure can also be a nice target to bring anyone down. You should be alert even when enjoying it. But now, I want you to see everything and then, you won't be able to forget.” His voice was so calm and seducing. And before Loverina would nod, he already had his hand on her boobs and took her nipple into his mout

It was between her and Inker. INKER: So how is your honeymoon going, babes? LIYA: I just had the best sex ever. I read the line over and again, my libido rising like I hadn't just fucked this woman to unconsciousness. I heard her whimper from my side and she also stopped harassing me at the same time. I kept reading. INKER: Oh. My. God, you whore!

Brandon blurted out. Immediately he said it, he regretted it. Ever since their kiss in her house which resulted in him receiving blows and a verbal lashing, he could not get her out of his head. And it wasn't like that was the first time he had kissed her. He and Emma had been lovers at a pint in their lives. Lovers who kissed and not once during those times did it have a lingering effect on him. "What? Everyone obviously wants a part of me right? Since I'm with you, you may as well use me right? After the kiss then what? Sex? To satisfy the caveman in you?...."

And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x. “Ah Kyler ! Fuck !!” I spoke through gritted teeth when Kyler suddenly pinched and twisted my n*pples pleasurably hard and went King Kong with his Big Gong inside my tight chute. I did not know which was more arousing- his dirty talk or watching his thick pink sausage thrust in an out of my squelching hole in front of the locker room’s long mirror. Grrrrr. Oh shit ! I just realized that I was into and had a major kink for it, coz it did not take long before I was disobeying my furious mate and creaming all over his joystick just because of it.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

Thank you for feeling angry on their behalf, smiling at their quiet moments, holding your breath during the hard ones, and celebrating every victory—big and small. Thank you for believing in slow-burn tension and earned intimacy. Thank you for embracing romance that’s sensual without being rushed, passionate without losing tenderness. Thank you for seeing that heat isn’t just found in kisses or touches—but in connection, in longing, in the way two people learn to read each other without words. This story grew because you stayed with it. And if, somewhere along the way, you saw pieces of yourself reflected here, your fears, your hopes, your stubbornness, your capacity to love—then I hope this

The absolute submission of his wife's demand had his cock throbbing to the point of pain. He laid flat on his back on the hardwood floor, looking up as Inker climbed out of her chair. She straddled his face, lowering her soaking wet pussy directly onto his lips. Reid opened his mouth wide, wrapping his lips around her clit and sucking her with a desperate, greedy intensity. He drove his tongue deep inside her, tasting her sweet, musk-filled juices. Inker let out a loud, shuddering moan, her knees shaking as she began to grind her weight down onto his face.

I close my eyes, this is my first kiss! Leandro's mouth is warm, his tongue is soft and bold, I try to imitate it and not be embarrassed, he sucks, nibbles and licks my lower lip, I try to do the same on his upper lip; his big hand goes to the back of my neck and tugs lightly at my hair, his other hand goes to my back and pulls me closer to him. Not knowing where to put my hands I support them on his arms and stay like this, kissing, the contact gets deeper and deeper...

She crawled her fingers towards it and grabbed the book. "Ok, so I am gonna read this thing. Whatever the shit it is called." Shama said taking a deep breath. She opened the book. It was written- "Love is a beautiful thing. But sometimes we don't understand if we are in love or not. So the first thing I am going to tell you is 9 signs which show you are in love. Whenever that person is around you your heart will beat fast." Shama looked down at the garden Ansh was still there. Shama's heart started beating faster. She held her hands against her heart and continued reading.