Lili Reinhart Nsfw Novels & Stories

Crowd chanted perfect: “FUCK! FIGHT! FUCK! FIGHT! FUCK! FIGHT!” I stood right at the fence—Nikon Z9, long fast lens, shutter going like a gun, sweat down my back, nipples hard from the raw feel. I’m Riven Kane—28, used to write about bikes, now shoot secret nights for cash, always after the shot that could kill me or make me rich. That’s when I saw her. Lourdes “Lula” Reyes—24, dirty white tank stuck to perfect tits, tiny jean shorts so short the pockets showed more, long legs, black hair messy on top.

Her tail gives my still-throbbing clit one last teasing flick, making me jolt. “Now tell me what you want,” she goes on, teasing my overstimulated clit. “Do you want me to fuck you properly in the bathroom next, or do you want me to bend you over this desk and fill this dripping cunt while the next class starts filing in?” “That’s too risky!” My eyes widen, my voice hoarse, and I see the glint in Lira’s eyes, an indication that she’d suggested the second option mainly because of the risk. “I know.” She admits. “That’s where the fun is.” She adds with a mischievous smile, but I shake my head. I’m not going to be the freak that’s getting fucked by an invisible entity while everyone else watche

Riley smiled against her skin and slid one hand between Lila’s thighs, finding her soaked and ready. “Still so wet for me,” Riley said, voice husky. She rubbed Lila’s swollen clit in slow, teasing circles before pushing two fingers deep inside her. Lila gasped loudly, her walls clenching tight around the intrusion. Riley started thrusting steadily, curling her fingers to hit that sweet spot with every stroke. The wet, obscene sounds of her fingers pumping in and out filled the room.

She felt Oliver shudder as she did the same to his other nut. Lilith couldn't tell how she was beginning to get used to things like this without any closest thing to shame, and she was loving every second of it. She moved back to his mushroom tip and licked the precum oozing out of the opening. With a firm suck she flicked his hole with her tongue and applied pressure to his sensitive frenulum with her bottom lip. His leg muscles tensed and his hand reached for her tits.

It's amazing and so is my step-sister . Anyway, back to the sexiest and kinkiest. Late one night in the middle of summer, I'm just about to turn out my light and go to sleep, when Lily comes into my room. "Look what I found on the Internet," she says excitedly, shoving a piece of paper in my face. At first, I'm not sure what I'm looking at, but Lilly gets all animated, pointing at the couple in the picture and describing what they are doing. "It's a harness," she says, enthusiastically. "See the woman is suspended over the bed with her legs up and her wide-open pussy pointing straight down. See these straps, they kind ofcradle her just above her ass.

A wicked charmer, sharp and dangerous, probably an expert in—well, you know. Stellar gave her a look of pure disbelief. "Have you filled your head entirely with indecent fantasies?" Lilian only grinned, unrepentant. "I’m already enjoying the full-course meal, so of course I want my bestie to feast too. Chest, abs, v-lines—that is what I call a visual feast. Pure happiness." The more she went on, the redder Stellar’s ears became. Before Lilian could deliver another outrageous metaphor, Stellar quickly grabbed a dessert and stuffed it into her mouth.

Her exposed cleavage, her supple ass in the lingerie and those wide hips he wanted to grip so badly…bring them closer to himself and fuck her brains out. She then started to take off the lingerie and allowed it to drop the ground. And before Rangar, she was stark naked. She stepped closer to him, her hand resting on his shoulder, "You can pour out all your anger on me. I can take it." she whispered, looking into his eyes. Lilith shut her eyes, getting on her tipy–toes as she raised herself to kiss Ragnar. Her lips met with his, but it didn't even last a moment before he pulled away, pushing her off.

Four of them. Big, broad, and rough-looking. Their faces hidden under caps, their eyes glinting with something dark. My blood ran cold. “What is this?” Lillian stepped aside, gesturing toward me. “Let’s make this fun, shall we? How about we see how much fun it is to watch a pregnant woman squirm?” My stomach twisted. “You can’t do this,” I whispered. “I can do anything,” she snapped, her voice sharp. “Especially if it means getting you out of Vincent’s sight. Maybe after this, he’ll finally realize what kind of woman you are—tainted, disgusting. And he’ll divorce you. Imagine how free I’ll feel.”

Her honesty made my pussy throb instantly. “Is that so?” I asked, leaning back. “What exactly are you thinking about?” Lily bit her lip. “I want to know more. Like… how do you stay so smooth down there? Do you shave everything? Can I see again?” I smiled slowly. The girl was bold. I glanced at the door, then back at her eager face. “Lock the door, Lily.” She obeyed quickly. When she turned back around, I stood up, pushed my chair aside, and slowly lifted my skirt. I hooked my thumbs into my panties and slid them down my legs, stepping out of them. My bare, smooth pussy was now completely exposed to her.