Loki Dirty Whispers Novels & Stories

Hindi ko magawang patigilin iyon, na kahit ang pigilan man lamang ay hindi ko rin magawa. I entered the club only wearing my black fitted jeans and a white tube top partnered with my black pumps. Nang makapasok na ako ay dumiretso ako ng tungo sa bar counter. Hindi ko na inabala pa ang aking sarili na maupo, bagkus ay agad akong humingi ng alak na pwede kong mainom. Pinili kong uminom ng beer kahit hindi pa ako kumakain. I just wanted to forget so bad about what I've seen earlier.

Ezra asks me. I nod. I reach up and touch his hand on my neck. He presses his body against me, and we slowly move across the room. "You want me, dont you, Veronica," Ezra whispers. Ezra reaches in front of me and grabs between my legs. I moan as he rubs against my pussy through my clothes. "Say it. Say you want me to fuck you," Ezra whispers. "I want you to fuck me," I answer him, moaning. Ezra turns me quickly, grabbing my face. "I knew there was a whore in there wanting to be fucked," Ezra says, smiling.

"Once we do this, you are my woman." "Come," June whispered and Hardin could see in her eyes she wasn't paying attention to him, she was horny. He smirked at her grabbing her by the ankle closer to him as he spread her legs wide, and started to lower his head, his tongue came out of his mouth towards her entrance as he bent down Using his tongue he licked her from her ass to the top of her pussy slowly, his hand fondling her breast gently as he heard her moaning, her back arched on the bed as she ran her fingers through his hair.

He leans forward and whispers in my ear, " You love being fucked like a slut, don't you,Megan? " I whimper, unable to form words. Lorenzo's cock slides out, just a few inches, then plunges back into my pussy. " Oh fuck! " I moan, as his cock stretches my pussy even wider. " You're such a naughty little bitch. " Lorenzo groans, as he thrusts into me, over and over again. His cock is hitting every spot, making my pussy tremble and spasm. I'm moaning and whimpering, my entire body shaking.

he said. She bit her lip gently and went down on her knees too. “I want a taste of myself” she said and leaned in to kiss him, completely ignoring his suggestion. They kissed and caressed each other. He then lingered on her waist, guiding, grounding, claiming. She reached for his cock, upon feeling it, she gasped softly, heat rising to her cheeks, and he held her there just long enough for her pulse to spike. Lola looked at him, at the curve of his jaw, the dark intensity in his eyes, and realized something dangerous: she wanted this. She wanted the tension, the heat, the closeness, the sex even. Regardless of whether it was forbidden. Even if it was wrong.

He knew he should turn around, go back downstairs, act like he heard nothing, but instead he crept closer and peered through the gap. Lisa was on the bed, silk robe open, legs spread. One hand squeezed her full tit, pinching the nipple, while the other worked between her thighs. Her eyes were closed, head tilted back, lips parted. She looked nothing like the put-together woman who made coffee every morning and asked about his classes. This version was raw, desperate, fucking herself with two fingers while her hips rolled in slow circles. “Fuck…” she whispered to herself. "Fuck..." Jake whispered to himself.

“Fuck! You're so tight. Look at you, gripping me so hard like a fucking whore!!” Our ragged breaths filled the room, our bodies glistening with sweat. “Mmm, you look so pretty officer, look at you, fucking your criminal, you're such a dirty whore aren't you?” “You're such a liar!” “You can't sweet talk your way out of this one, Kelvin, I'm gonna get you arrested for sure.” “Mmm, I don't even need to try, baby girl.” He said with a wicked grin as he began thrusting upwards to meet me. I could feel his cock everywhere inside me.

The bed shook; wet squelches echoed with every slam. He leaned down, capturing a nipple in his teeth while his hand wrapped my throat, squeezing lightly, controlling my breath. “You love being my dirty secret,” he rasped. “Feet sucked, ass licked, pussy wrecked. Tomorrow you’ll ache walking down the aisle, remembering how I made you squirt like a whore.”

His restraint was hanging by a thread. And then she spoke. Barely above a whisper. “Mate.” It came from those sinful lips that promised unspeakable pleasures. I lost it. We lost it. The beasts surged, their overpowering energy pouring through me like molten fire. Dark. Fierce. Consuming. Then she did it. What she should never have done. She ran. Oh… Little Bambi just made my beasts very, very excited. “ Seems like we have a little rabbit on our hands,” Lokar said, his voice laced with feral delight, crazed, electric.

A gasp that almost resembled a scream escaped her when she entered the second small room and came face to face with the still half-naked Angel standing next to a make shift sleeping set up that consisted of two beds pushed together. “He’s bringing whores to the camp!” Melody screeched. “Well, I never!” She whirled around and stomped out of the house. “Jackson, there’s a half-naked harlot inside. Kindly remove her.” “I think we should wait for the boss to get back.” “Jackson. I’m soon to be your mistress and I’m asking you to remove that whore immediately.” “So, you’re the fiancé?” Jackson was completely tongue tied. His brain felt too numb to think on what to do as his eyes met