It Ends With Us Sex Scene Novels & Stories

" I finished, feeling proud of myself for how maturely I handled it. The look on Mrs Ryan's face was priceless. I smiled again as I felt Dean's hand intertwine with mine. "I'll miss you guys." Was the last thing I said before Dean and I walked out of the living room. ________

She cackled. "Burn in hell, Tcee." I rolled my eyes and hung up. She needed God's intervention in her life. "I want some coffee." He ordered, snapping his fingers. "To think that you want to date me." I grumbled and kept my phone on the table. "I could give you the world, but you choose to be with prick... What's that his name again?" He snapped his fingers and sat up–my eyes stole a glimpse at his bulge. "Eddy Curt and he's not a prick." I snapped, wiping my hands on a towel.

Isabella smiled weakly, still full of his cum, her body deliciously sore. “I know.” Their dangerous secret had only just begun. **The End**

Lu, maintained his pace, his mouth working tirelessly to bring Conrad to his peak. With a final groan, Conrad reached his climax. Lu pulled away, a smirk playing on his lips as he swallowed the evidence of Conrad's pleasure. The room was silent for a moment, the air filled with the aftermath of their shared moment. Lu looked up, his eyes meeting mine, a spark of mischief and satisfaction dancing in their depths. The scene had reached its climax, leaving us all breathless and wanting more. The night was still young, and there was no telling what other pleasures awaited us.

I guess that true love stories never have endings after all. Dean took my hand in his and interlocked our fingers as the flight attendant announced that the plane was about to take off. "Let's go home, shall we?" He said with the most beautiful smile. T H E E N D. _____ Thanks for reading! ~Chris xx.

Her cup had tipped over, and water spilled all over her pants. Ivan quickly grabbed some tissues and wiped her pants. "Sorry, my hand slipped," Rebecca apologized, her face flushed. "It's fine. I'll go with you to get change. Don't want you to catch a cold." Ivan led Rebecca away. The documentary lost its appeal, and everyone else dispersed. When I got back to my room, my suitcase was open. Ivan's things had all been taken out. … That night, I kept staring at my phone. The unread messages on the screen were still the two sentences he'd sent.

He didn't count on my powerful unit, however. We got to the climactic final moments. I pulled out and mom removed the cut up and now pointless condom. She sat up as did I; she would milk my huge cock of its few droplets (sic) and end the film. Well, her red fingernailed hands went around that ten inch long tube and keyholed it with amazing speed and purpose.

I felt a hot load of cum shoot into my stomach, and I smiled, clenching my legs around his waist as I drained him of every drop. Making sure I was facing the camera when he exited, I watched the trail of semen trip out of my vagina, staining the bed with perfect accuracy. For my final act, I approached him as he leaned against the chair in my room, thoroughly spent and drained. There, I sucked every drip of cum he had left, taking it all in as I made sure the camera was solely focused on us. I stood, then kissed him fully on the lips. “Wow!” He let out a groan as I headed towards the camera, then put it off.

My breath left my lungs. I didn’t need to scroll because I saw it. The photo told a fabricated story. By cropping the frame and freezing the clock, a random moment between Luca and Ivy in the hallway was transformed into a masterpiece of intimacy. The world tilted. I laughed with a sharp, broken sound. “So this is how it ends,” I muttered. My fingers were numb as I locked the screen and set the phone down. Like if I didn’t touch it anymore, the words might crawl back inside. The house felt wrong and too quiet after that.

"Dawn! You can't marry someone else! I object!" Alas, his voice was swallowed by thunderous applause. Then, in the very next second, he saw Eugene kiss Dawn. It wasn't a brief, perfunctory kiss, but deep, lingering, and possessive. Dawn rose onto her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and kissed him back just as passionately. The crowd instantly erupted into screams and cheers. Blake froze where he stood, trembling uncontrollably. He thought his chest would explode apart.