Novel & Cerita Kissing Pillows

“Come on, let me see that sexy ass a little closer.” Dispelling a hot breath I did as he wanted, making me aware of how close he was to my most intimate region as I felt his hot breath lingering near my rose bud. Caressing the smooth surface he placed a hand on one globe and kissed the other making me press my mouth into the mattress to avoid letting him hear my moan. “So soft. So sexy, would you mind if I used this as my pillow?” “You can’t,” I mumbled out feeling hot as I felt his tongue lick my skin and edge closer to the string that had discovered into the valley of my ass.

Placing a soft kiss on her brow I whisper, "I'm taking a quick shower and then I'll tuck you in with Alexander and join you." "K, don't forget ATG." She's barely coherent and I place another soft kiss on her shoulder. Alexander the Great is her five foot feather pillow that offers the most comfortable way for her to sleep. She named the damn pillow for some reason and now shortens the name to ATG. I've put it down to pregnancy peculiarities. I shower and then go to the closet and grab her bright pink ATG. Carrying the monstrosity to the bed, I squish the softness between her thighs and up against her breasts and then join her beneath the covers, pulling her and ATG tightly against my chest.

I really want to love you on top of these pillows," her hands grab my shoulders and she lets out a sly moan. I pull back a little and look into her eyes, and once again I contemplate love, affection, and.... Oh, boy! Her pupils are already dilated with excitement, this makes the blood in my body pump directly to a single region. I pull her body to meet mine and plunge my mouth into hers, kissing hungrily, but also with affection, her hands go up to my hair and she pulls, making me moan into her mouth. We separate, I carefully slide the zipper at the back of her dress and step back to contemplate her body covered only by a white lace lingerie that makes me hypnotized for a few minutes.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

'Fuck. I pulled down his boxers and kissed his cock, rubbed it against my face and cheek, so soft. I looked up and he was smiling at me. I began to lick it, to make out with it. My mouth was very dry from the salt and I felt like I had a furred tongue. I put his whole cock in my mouth and aimed it toward the back of my throat, gagging, making some more saliva. He moaned and softly tousled my hair with his hands. He got a little firmer but not hard yet and so I had to hold it in my fist. I sucked and jerked gently, but he would not get fully hard. I began to lick his balls. I put them in my mouth. My chin rested on the place where his tail met his skin. The scales were slimy and hard at the s

I mumbled while trying not to moan. The intense feeling in my tummy prevented me from hearing his answer. Maybe there wasn’t any, as his face disappeared from my sight. With my eyelids closed, I grabbed a hold of my pillow. Suddenly, his lips were on mine, preventing a loud moan from echoing in the silent night. A sloppy kiss made the sweet pleasure spill over my body, as I tossed and shook from a powerful orgasm. It felt like it lasted longer than any other I had ever had, but his hands never left my core until I relaxed and opened my eyes.

Everyone leaned closer, murmurs climbing into a low, buzzing tension. Then I saw it. A message from the anonymous gossip page. My chest tightened The screen glowed. “Wow, truly the best sleepover ever. I don't know which part is funnier: the best friend betraying you by kissing your girlfriend, or what, oh well…” My stomach plummeted. I swiped to reveal the video attached. There it was. Sienna and I kissing . I couldn't even lie because there was prove. Maya’s eyes met mine, wide, shimmering with tears.

I said, but I was already pulling him with me. We stumbled across the room in a blur of half-drunk laughter and way too much heat. I tripped over a throw pillow; he caught me with one arm around my waist, his other hand still tangled in my shirt. We crashed onto the couch His mouth found mine again, hungrier now. His hands slid under my shirt, rough palms skating over bare skin. I arched into him, gasping into the kiss. There was no hesitation. His shirt came off first, my hands yanking it up and over his head, revealing that lean, familiar body hidden under his shirt. He pulled mine over my head in return, then sat back just enough to look at me.

He picked up the pillow that Aizhyrra had dropped earlier and set it aside for him. Trizhor sat on the bed next to Azy, the young man first kissed the girl before he turned off the light. Trizhor lay down in front of Azy, he stroked Azy's beautiful hair. Fuck, she is so beautiful. Damn. Trizhor was cheap again in his mind. He put Azy's head on his arm and hugged her tightly "Goodnight, sweetdreams." Trizhor whispered softly before kissing the woman's head. He touched Azy's chin and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. He pulled away and kissed the woman again, it lasted ten seconds.

The contrast was startling and wonderful, making me ache to take him completely inside me. I nibbled my way along his jawline, feeling his shoulders flex beneath my fingers, a small moan of want escaping his perfect lips. I kissed his Adam's apple, down the the strong curve of his collarbone, down to one hard, erect nipple. He groaned slightly, tangling his fingers in my hair as I took it in my mouth. It was rock solid from the cold, and I could only imagine the pleasure my hot mouth was sending through him as I flicked it with my tongue.