Kisah Cinta Dewasa Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kathy, a 51 year old housewife becomes a sugar baby. Enjoy.. ******** My name is Kathy. This series of stories focuses on my most recent experience in pushing the erotic envelope. They are inspired by real life experiences, but are still largely a product of my imagination. In other words I took literary license to deviate a bit from actual events. What is authentic is the fact that at middle age I entered into a sugar baby lifestyle. The feelings and emotions I experienced are very real, even if I have altered the characters a tad.

And somehow… That made this even more dangerous. Because this was no longer just an attraction. It felt deeper than that. More emotional. More consuming. His hand brushed gently along my thigh again but this time they didn't wonder around they went straight into my swollen pussy that was already dripping wet while his dark eyes held mine completely captive. “Sebastian” I moaned his name loudly “You like that princess,” he whispered roughly. “Yes “I moaned loudly. He kept thrusting into me hard and fast with his fingers till I reached my orgasm I cum all over his fingers and he placed his fingers on his lips and licked them.

Chapter 3: I Get My Obsessed Schoolgirl Cunt Fucked Raw and Creampied by My Best Friend’s Father While His Wife Lies Inches Away He pushes in. The thick head of Mr. Kane’s cock stretches my tight pussy open, forcing my walls apart in one slow, burning thrust. I moan desperately against his palm, eyes locked on his wife’s sleeping face just inches from mine. He’s so fucking big—thicker and longer than I ever imagined in all my filthy fantasies. Inch after veiny inch sinks deeper until his heavy balls press against me and he’s buried to the hilt, my cunt stuffed completely full.

We kissed, and this could be the end of the journey for the therapist and the patient’s story, but a new beginning for lovers who find their path. “I must say, you fuck too good.” I bit my tongue. “I want more, daddy,” I sounded way more seductive than my looks.

She ducked her head shyly. He could still perceive her thick arousal in the air and her beautiful dear face held a tint of the glow and flush of love-making. “Tell me, my love. Did you think about me when doing it?” He leaned forward and caged her against a chair. “Did you wish it was me using my fingers down there? Did you wish it was my hard, throbbing cock instead or did you wish it was my mouth?” Larisa turned red. Five years of being with this man and she still was not use to his wanton words.

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

“So tight and wet. This pussy was made for me. Your husband doesn’t know what he’s missing, leaving you this needy.” He picked up his pace, and every thrust seemed to hit deeper, the head of his cock rubbing against that sensitive spot inside me. My juices coated his shaft and dripped down onto the counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him even deeper. Jake leaned down and kissed me again, muffling my moans as he fucked me harder. “You like that?” he murmured against my mouth. “You like your brother-in-law fucking you on the kitchen counter while your husband is away? Taking my cock so deep like a good girl?”

The King's Plaything (5) (Diana’s POV) It has been twenty days since Eric and I started having sex. Twenty days of him touching me, kissing me, and filling me every night. I never knew my body could feel like this. I have become completely addicted to my husband. Every time he leaves the room, I already miss him. At night, I have dirty dreams about us. In those dreams, he bends me over, fucks me hard, and calls me his good girl while I moan his name like a crazy woman.

Another cock filled her mouth right after. They put her on her back again. Two men sucked on her nipples while a third fucked her pussy. Fingers rubbed her clit fast. Calista came once more. Her whole body trembled. Ronan took the final turn in her pussy. He fucked her slow and deep. His eyes locked on hers. “You love this, don’t you?” he asked. “Yes,” Calista gasped. “Don’t stop.” He came deep inside her. Hot cum flooded her pussy. The last loads mixed with all the others. Calista lay there breathing hard. Cum leaked from her pussy and ass. It covered her face and chest. She smiled up at the men.

He angled his hips, finding that perfect spot, and I felt the tension coil tighter, building to a crescendo until I came hard, my body clenching around him, waves of ecstasy crashing over me. He pulled out slowly, turning me to face him, his eyes dark with hunger. Lifting me onto the table, he spread my legs wider, his mouth crashing onto mine in a fierce kiss, tongues exploring as he entered me again, slower this time, drawing out every sensation. His lips trailed down my neck, sucking lightly, then to my breasts, where he lavished attention, licking and nibbling until I was writhing. We switched to the bed next, where he laid me down and used his mouth on me, his tongue delving between my