Kenma Hot Novels & Stories

Rademos surprised himself with his outburst. "We are one! We are the demon known as Astraldon." "Demon?" Rademos repeated, sounding surprised. "Is this a joke?" "Yes, you are a demon! You are an incubus. You are the demon of destruction." "I- I don't understand," Rademos replied, feeling a deepening sense of confusion. "In due time, you will!" "What do you-"

Taking off my uniform, I rushed to mum's room, trying out all her sexy nightwears, before settling for one with a plunge neckline. I also took a suction base dildo she'd hidden away since she got married. It wasn't as big as Frank's dick, but it would do. I leaned backwards, resting my back against the sofa as I turned on Frank's laptop. He had no idea that I knew his password. I was going to have so much fun with myself. I played the first p**n video I saw. It was a scene of a woman giving a passionate blowjob. 'Fuck, that was hot', I thought as the woman fit his entire dick in her mouth without gagging.

“Don’t you dare compare my life to that cringe!” “Hey! Don’t call it that. I love to read that cheesy cringe.” She adds with caution. “If it’s well written...” I chuckle. “It wouldn’t stop me from judging you, Hanna.” She rolls her eyes and says, “Anyway, what I wanted to tell you tonight.... is something you already know... But maybe reading this can help you out.” She hands me her phone to show me some saved Reddit posts. Posts about Demisexuality. She wears headphones to watch some N*****x show she chose. I spend the next hour browsing experiences shared by people.

Kenji didn’t want his brother to worry about his stalled dreams. “You know his daughter, Emma Jean. Man if I ever met her I would … ooh wee. I’m telling you she’d be addicted to me.” Kenji laughed, “Bro, you ain’t her type. I worked with her remember.” “Yeah man you did. Why don’t you, you know introduce a brother to a sexy sista?” “Kemari, just tell our folks I’m on the next flight home.” He hung up the phone.

Aiko shattered hard, her pussy clenching rhythmically around his massive girth as waves of pleasure crashed through her, her cries echoing into the bamboo forest. Kenji carried her out of the pool and laid her on the wide wooden deck beside the onsen. The cool, smooth planks pressed against her overheated back, sending fresh shivers through her body. He pinned her down and drove into her again with long, powerful strokes, the temperature contrast between her scalding skin and the night air making every nerve sing. He spanked her breasts lightly at first, then harder, the sharp stings making her arch and moan louder as the cool air kissed the heated marks.

They ate in easy silence at first, but soon, she started asking him questions. Simple things. "What's your favorite movie?" He shrugged. "Don't have one." She gasped dramatically hands on her heart . "Blasphemy." He smirked. "What's yours?" "Easy. Baby ." He groaned. "Figures." She stuck out her tongue. " What's your favorite color?" Kane hesitated. "Black." She snorted. "That's not a color." His gaze darkened. "It is to me." Mona giggled, shaking her head. "Fine. Black it is."

The cool night air kissed her exposed flesh while the hot spring steamed around her, the contrast making every sensation sharper. Kenji lifted her easily — the ropes made her weightless in his arms — and carried her to the submerged stone bench. He sat and pulled her onto his lap facing him, but he still didn’t enter her. Instead he made her grind — slow, torturous slides of her soaked pussy up and down the full length of his thick, hard cock. The water made everything slicker, hotter. Every time the fat head brushed her swollen clit, he held her hips still and whispered against her ear, his breath hot on her wet skin. “Look at the mess you’re making on me… all that creamy juice coating my c

he growled, thrusting into my throat. At the same time, a yakuza captain named Kenji dropped behind me and slammed his massive cock straight into my dripping pussy. “Fuuuuck yes!” I gagged around Min-jun’s shaft, pushing back hard against Kenji. “Pound me! Stretch your Dragon pet!” Kenji railed me with powerful strokes, his hips slapping loudly against my ass while Min-jun fucked my face. The wet, filthy sounds echoed through the steamy hall. Akira watched from a raised platform, slowly opening her robe as more men surrounded us.

The fine man opened his eyes and smiled. Battered, wounded, but still sexy as hell. Damn him! "Hey, Barbie. Did you have a good time with the girls? Wait...I know that look." Then he grinned and quickly pulled me on top of him. "Max! How could you possibly now?" I blushed, as he started taking off my bikini top. "I'm your Ken. I know everything about you. And I know that you're wet for me already. I've been waiting all afternoon for you to ride me. Kiss me, Emilie." We did just that.