Lewd Henti Novels & Stories

"Don’t lie to me. You wanted this. You want me. Say it." She moaned, fingers clawing his hair. "I want you." "Good girl." He pulled back just enough to peel her shorts down, dragging her panties with them. She was soaked. His thumb slid between her thighs, finding her slick center. Her hips jerked. "So wet for me," he said, voice dark with hunger. "You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?" Lena’s face burned. She couldn’t lie. Not with her body betraying her so completely. She whimpered when his thumb found her clit, rubbing in slow, firm circles.

I said, finding my voice. "I'm sure you can use your imagination." "Women come in different figures, Ella. You should allow me the pleasure of familiarizing myself with yours." I couldn't bring myself to resist as his hands moved from their place above my head to where the t-shirt skimmed against my thigh. The pad of this thumbs slid up under the hem of the shirt and found the rolled waistband of the boxer briefs. I fought the urge to gasp as his fingers hooked themselves around the elastic and pulled the underwear down to fall at my ankles.

The ache between my legs had turned into pure torture — swollen, dripping, begging for something, anything. I locked my door, kicked off my heels, and threw myself onto the bed still in my work clothes. My hand was already sliding up my skirt before I could stop myself. No. Not yet. I grabbed my phone with trembling fingers and downloaded three new p**n videos — the filthiest threesome ones I could find. Two men, one woman. Priests in my head. I turned the volume low, propped the phone on my pillow, and hit play. The first scene started: a girl on her knees between two huge cocks, sucking one while the other slapped against her cheek. My breath hitched.

Yours forever the caption on their proposal pictures said, and I felt a stupid wave of relief. It was weird seeing her in a more normal context, without her pussy spread with a huge dildo, and slut scrawled across her tits. I couldn’t help but wonder how many other people on Grace’s friends list Julian might have had sex with. How many others had been desperate for him, offering themselves up for dildos and marker pen? What else had he done with them? What were the limits of his filth?

𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒐 𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒑 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎.

“Yeah, it was awesome.” “So, what’s there to do around here?” Rhett wondered, his eyes returning to where the seniors were clustered around the girl. All that they could see of the girl was a pair of legs wrapped around the hips of one of the werewolves, her underwear hanging off one ankle, and his arse flexing as he f-ked her in the undergrowth. “F-king slut,” Rhett said, shaking his head wryly. “So, any good parties?”

Two twinkling grey eyes glinted back at Kendra when she paused to undo their mischievous owner’s French braids. “Not at all...and we’ll just see about that.” Hollis sassed knowingly, squirming in her bounds with sensual helplessness. The sight alone made both Kendra and Whitney’s clits swell as they positioned themselves right on top of their lover at the same time. Hollis felt two soaking wet cunts glide against her thighs, and barely had time to react before Kendra stuffed the lace panties she’d been wearing into her mouth promptly. “Might be good for you to just stay quiet for a while; Especially while I’m doing this to your girlfriend...”

hayden: " tell properly... you belongs to me.. your body belongs to me... your soul belongs to me.. " me: " if you won't call me... ahhhhhhh... call me as whore... then... Hmmm... I belongs.. to... hmm... you" it was great difficult to tell.. that too I reached my climax... haydten: " (licking his fingers...) you are my whore... only mine... " me: " Hayden please.. don't say like that... " he didn't listen to me.. he took my both legs and wrapped around his waist.. and started to thrust his member inside mine... my hands automatically went around his neck..

Henry muttered. Her right hand appeared between her legs, her fingertips brushing against her clit. Her mouth was open in anticipation, Henry mirroring her expression on screen. Suddenly she slid two fingers into her pussy, plunging them in deep and her body stiffened in pleasure. Henry smiled. "And now the ass, you filthy little whore."

Like he hadn't made me ride him until my legs shook and my throat was raw from trying to keep quiet. I shifted in my seat. Big mistake. Because under the table, his hand slid higher up my thigh. Fingers warm. Teasing. I nearly choked on my food. "So I told him," Layla continued, totally oblivious, "If you're gonna cheat, at least don't be stupid enough to leave your location on—ugh, are you even listening?" "Mm-hmm," I hummed, trying not to squirm as his fingers brushed against my panties—wet already.