Kiyomi Leslie Sex Novels & Stories

She sighed, “What the hell is wrong with me, that I am actually considering it?! Fine! But only if you do the dishes afterwards!” And she took off all her clothes and got on all fours on the bed. I guess she was ready to go! I took my clothes off and instead of leaving them on the floor, I placed them on the chair. I got behind her and gave her soft kisses on her back. “No, Ari. This is angry sex. Take me as hard as you can,” Kyra growled and she went between her legs, grabbing my dick and she shoved it inside of her. No problem!. I grabbed her by the hips roughly and began pounding into her.

My cunt pulses around his fingers, soaking them, my thighs trembling as I ride the waves of it. “Goddamn,” Ethan hisses, his cock jerking against my skin. “Look at her. Already coming like a good little slut just from listening to us.” Liam’s hand slides from my mouth to my throat, his thumb pressing just enough to make my pulse flutter. “You want more, Kylie?” he asks, his voice a dark velvet promise. “You want us to fuck you the way you’ve been fantasizing about? The way you touch yourself to at night?”

Kimberly followed right after, shuddering and grinding through her orgasm, flooding my pussy with her hot release. We were still locked together, pussies pressed and grinding slowly through the aftershocks, when the library door suddenly opened and Leo, our private cook, stood frozen in the doorway with a tray of fresh fruit and drinks. His eyes went wide with pure shock and the tray he was carrying trembled in his strong hands as he stared at us — me on my back on the desk with my legs spread wide, Kimberly on top of me, our naked pussies still pressed together and glistening with our combined cum, both of us flushed and breathing hard.

Leslie, her athletic frame barely covered by a skimpy red thong that hugged her hips, shot Duncan a sly grin over her shoulder. The neighbor, built like a linebacker with stubble shadowing his jaw and a predatory spark in his gaze, had flirted shamelessly with her during backyard barbecues for weeks. Tonight, with Rey's blessing, that tension exploded into something far more primal. “Down on your knees, Leslie,” Rey barked, his tone brooking no argument. She complied instantly, her knees sinking into the plush carpet, her perky tits rising and falling with quick breaths. Duncan stood frozen for a beat, his bulge already tenting his cargo pants, before Rey nodded him closer. With swift, sure

Toby leans down and kisses her lips. "Exquisite." Liam corrects his brother. Liam lays in between her legs, lifting her right leg to kiss her inner thigh. He lifts her other leg to kiss her thigh and then places her legs on his shoulders. He licks a stripe from her opening to her sensitive button. Selene breaks from Toby in surprise, her fingers burying in Liam's hair as a small gasp escapes her lips. Toby chuckles and returns to ravishing her mouth, his fingers playing with her nipples.

she murmured, her fingers tracing over my soaked panties. I whimpered, my body begging for relief. She smirked, pulling them to the side before dipping a finger inside me. I gasped, arching up, my body shivering as she curled her finger, stroking me slowly. “You’ve been neglecting yourself,” she teased, her thumb circling my clit. “Poor baby.” I grabbed her wrist, desperate for more. “Shut up and fuck me.” Leslie chuckled darkly. “Oh, I plan to.” She slid down my body, her tongue replacing her fingers, licking a slow, torturous line up my inner thigh.

she said coming closer in an enticing way. “I can't seerah,I still feel something for Kylie I can't do whatever you are asking" “well how about I expose your sex tape to the board of directors and guess what,you won't have a chance with the Yamah's group” she chuckled dangerously “Wait seerah, which sex tape" “Ohh you mean the one where you were having sex with Aurora in the hospital or the one where you were having sex with Kylie’s supposed best friend" she chuckled again but this time it was deep.

When she’d dipped her tongue into the slit in his side, his c*ck had come to attention and saluted her for her ministrations. Leslie slunk back to her bedroom once the door was closed behind her and climbed back into bed. She picked up the small doll that she kept next to her pillow. There was a turtle beside it with a green shell. She’d had both of them for over twenty years, and when she’d first discovered her sexuality, she’d spent many a restless night pleasuring herself with one or the other pressed tightly against her pubic mound. Finally, she looked into the turtle’s eyes and said, “You’ve missed me, haven’t you? Admit it.” She giggled, adding, “Don’t worry, I might still have some us

Leslie asked with a confused smile. "Yeah, we. Me and dozens more employees in here," Leslie flushed again, not realizing that she was so popular. "I'm Kiki, by the way," she said and offered her hand. "It's nice to meet you, Kiki," Leslie beamed. The woman's eyes finally looked up at Julian, who was towering over her even with her heels on. "Oh my, who's this handsome young fellow? Leslie, your boyfriend?" "Actually, I'm her–" Julian wanted to say but was cut off by Leslie.

“So what you’re telling me is you’re not going to be angry if I show up and fuck your husband?” I was dumbfounded by this proposal; I had never heard of such a thing except for in polyamorous relationships and from the best that I could tell, this was not one of them. Leslie laughed and her eyes twinkled. “Just give me a heads up so I’ll have enough time to get out of the house. Maybe while you’re doing that, I can have a little fun myself.” She looked over at Sierra and grabbed her hand. Sierra smiled at her and gave her a wink while licking her lips.