Linda Blair Nsfw Novels & Stories

This Oedipus guy is one lucky son-of-a-bitch, he thought to himself -- though he kept all these thoughts very much to himself. They continued to explore around the beach area, and Bill had found that what he initially dismissed as a clearing inside the mangroves was in fact a trail. It was shockingly well-maintained, Linda pointed out, and as they continued to walk along the thick foliage of flora, Bill started staring at his mother's tight ass. He couldn't help himself, the past few days of primitive living had awoken his primitive nature. Linda was 35 years old, she looked after herself by strength-training three days a week, and her ass was lifted and round like a bubble. This wasn't the

When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between

Linda smiled. "I was drunk Linda and you know it, fine! I would explain that to her and she would definitely understand" he yelled. Linda burst into laughter "What were you thinking Oliver? That I was enjoying you having sex over and over again with me? Man... I was just keeping records of different episodes of our love making incase you lie about being drunk in the first video, so let's see what you would say about other sex videos?" She winked at him. "You....!!!" He tried to raise his hand on her.

She was so beautiful, innocent and beautiful. As I watched her, I noticed the subtle movements of her eyelids beneath closed lids, indicating that she was on the verge of waking. A rush of uncertainty swept over me, and I closed my eyes. Was she awake? Should i peep? Why is it silent if she's awake? Why did i close my eyes? What should I do? A soft touch against my face startled me, and I realized that Lia was reciprocating my gesture, brushing away a stray lock of hair that had fallen across my forehead. Her touch sent shivers down my spine, igniting a primal urge within me that I struggled to contain.

Even though the air conditioner was on, the enthusiastic environment still made Linda sweat profusely as she kept fanning herself with the fan in her hands. She was even more excited than Cordelia. She had been looking here and there ever since she stepped into the venue, and she nearly screamed when she saw those topless, muscular men. “Linda, calm down,” said Cordelia. “I won’t bring you here again if you don’t behave yourself.” “Are you my friend or not, Lia?” Linda said as she pinched Cordelia. “How can you only bring me in now when your husband has such a great resource? Tell me honestly, do you want to claim it all for yourself?”

she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction. Shadrach’s breath hitched as she leaned in, nipping at his ear. “Just like old times when you blindfolded me—it’s your turn now.” He chuckled, surrendering completely. “Willing to submit, Your Highness,” he quipped, letting her tie the blindfold over his eyes. “I didn’t know you had a kink,” he added, his grin widening. Wynter traced her fingers lightly along his jawline, her voice low and playful. “I’m willing to try anything… as long as it’s with you.” She guided him to the adjoining room, her confidence making his pulse quicken.

only her. Jade's POV That was amazing, I guess I can check kitchen sex off the list. I looked over at Blake as he pulled his sweatpants up, his back decorated with new marks and some of them cut deep enough that they were starting to bleed, "I really think I should trim my nails." I said. He walked up to me and took my hands in his, "I thought we already talked about this." he smiled. "Yeah but you're bleeding."

“Gosh, I knew I smelled selfishness when we walked in here.” Both women turned. Linda and Clarissa stood at the entrance. Linda was dressed in a full-time skimpy bikini thong while Clarissa was in beach shorts and dark shades resting in her hair. Hannah tried to hold it in. But she failed. “I’m sorry, what was that?” “I said I smelled selfishness.” Linda repeated. Hannah scoffed. “So we’re to blame for your poor planning?” She asked, lifting her drink to her lips. Solene was quiet, even though she could feel Clarissa’s eyes on her.

Linda declared triumphantly, brushing a stray curl from the long, glossy black wig off my cheek. “You look like a Greek goddess who just stepped out of a wet dream. Your boyfriend’s going to lose his mind when he sees you in this and probably drag you straight to the nearest dark corner and fuck you senseless.” She giggled wickedly. “Don’t forget to make some babies tonight, okay?” “Eww, no, gross,” I muttered, cheeks flaming hotter, half-convinced Raven had somehow infected Linda’s brain. My phone buzzed sharply. Mason’s message lit up the screen: