Kallmekris Hot Novels & Stories

Elara and Meela met often. They coordinated matching sexy outfits for their videos — tiny crop tops that barely covered their breasts, short skirts that showed off their ass cheeks and high heels that made their legs look endless. Their dance collabs were always sensual and intense, full of body rolls, twerking, and close contact that made the chemistry between them electric. Elara’s followers were increasing in numbers. Meela was not left out, she now had 1.8 million followers, mostly guys who appreciated the way that body moved and which it would move like that on them.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

"The look of someone who’s not supposed to be here." Still attempting to comprehend his presence, I blinked. "And you are?" "Yemi Kings." He reached out to me with a firm yet unforgiving hand. "CEO of Kings Industries." I recognized the name, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. The way he gazed at me as if he were studying me and looking for something hidden beneath the surface, diverted my attention too much. I unwillingly accepted his hand, and I felt a weird chill when he touched me. "Lola Taylor."

He pulled away quickly stopping my climax and I wriggled frustrated. "No don't go Carl!" I called and he leaned back in stroking my pussy, licking and sucking my clits and soon I built up again very quickly but his phone kept buzzing and just when my juice was about to seep out he pulled away and I hissed cursing inwardly. I felt the aching sensation in my clits, it was so intense because all I needed was few more slides and strokes and my juice would splatter over his face.

His dark blue boxer-briefs strained at the seams to control his manhood. He dropped slowly to his knees in front of me, and I rested my fingertips on the muscles of his broad shoulders. He looked up at me, dark eyes burning, as he slowly took my breast in his mouth. I gasped as he surrounded the pink nub of my nipple with warmth. He kissed the soft flesh, nipping gently, making me arch my back and moan.

"Well it's good to see I'm not putting you through complete misery then." "Nah you're not," I smiled. "Plus, John Krasinski is pretty hot." "Oh so that's why you wanted to keep watching it," he concluded. "So you could thirst over early 2000's Krasinski." "You caught me," I chuckled. "I didn't know I was that transparent." "I'm hotter though, yeah?" he asked, partly joking but mostly seriously. "Hmmm," I considered my answer playfully. "You're definitely cute - with your glasses and dimples - but I don't know if I'd call you hot per se."

He wanted to watch K give him a fantastic blowjob over some fucktastic sex music. Ah, Closer by Kings of Leon. "Motherf- " Jesse jerked his head up and dropped his phone to the floor as soon as K's mouth and tongue enveloped his hard-on. She was showing him no mercy. She was really going down on him like a fucking hooker, sexily bent and scooted down between his legs as her curvy little ass was sticking up in the air. She was posed like those extremely gorgeous, dirty 50's pin-up girls.

Bahm 💊 All three of us had a late breakfast around 11 this morning. Kris mentioned feeling my rage in his chest and suggested I take some "happy pills," as he calls it. Ecstasy. "Take just like 3 happy pills bro. You are killing me. I rather you feel high and shit, than this cold fiery feeling in my chest!"

“I don’t believe any blue Slayer has managed to take control of a Kraken. Their abode is also too deep for the sound of any conch shell to reach. We—” Sasha was struck by a paroxysm of pain. “Sasha,” Aki said, “what’s wrong?” Sasha had doubled over gritting his teeth. Sweat beaded his forehead. “No no no no no,” Sasha muttered. “Not now.” “Are you all right?” Temujin asked. “No, I’m not,” Sasha said quickly, one of his eyes changing color from blue to a vertical green slit, making him look dicorus; two-pupiled. “I think the Kamu-wani dragon is taking over.”

Fortunately, it was not Beta Elise. Unfortunately, it was Beta Geneva and Beta Caesar, together with his Warrior. My mate and I had the misfortune to gaze upon the males’ still-hard cocks. And they had the misfortune to see their Alpha King’s lustful behavior, and my peak breasts. My throat bobbed, but Kallias immediately stepped in front of me, even when his cock was in full view in front of his subjects. I immediately adjusted my bikini to make my nipples un-obvious and undoing my breasts’ answering his cock’s call.