Lokis Dirty Whispers Novels & Stories

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.

Loid whispered seductively in Sora's ear while his hand travelled between his legs. Her body was covered with sweat. He was still wearing clothes but Sora was completely naked. But she didn't care. She instantly opened her legs for Loid to touch her again. “Yes! I am feeling better.” She whimpered huskily as Loid was rubbing her clitoris to make her feel horny again.

Lisa commands. "Clint, get the she-wolf some clothes for after," Emmett says quietly. "Yes, Luna," Amber finally squeaks out. Lisa draws the whip back and cracks it perfectly. Amber's body jerks, and she screams when the whip hits her. "I will not touch what is not mine," she sobs Whish, crack "I WILL NOT TOUCH WHAT IS NOT MINE," this time she screams it. Lis must have gone harder. Whish, crack "I will not touch what is not mine," she says, falling forward.

He braced himself against the wall for support since his body felt as if it were on fire, wave after wave of burning lust coursing through him. His breathing had increased even further, his heart thumping like a drum, he was sweating and was anxious to undress out of his clothes and get some air and finally some relief. Lilith noticed that the door was closed and the bottle of alcohol was still clutched in her hand so she leaned slightly forward, placed the bottle on the floor between her legs and tried to open the door and in doing so, her ass was completely exposed to Loki who was standing right behind her. Loki reminded himself that it was not proper to stare, if alcohol hadn't impaired h

Bending to arrange the shoe rack, Lizzy froze. You’re mine. The last words Kris whispered to her snaked around her like a toxic fog. The Scythian squatted in her brain like a bloody tick, attaching himself to her every move and every thought. “Screw off, you evil dick cheese,” she yelled into the silent room.

the lady whispered. Kalixo withdrew his fingers from within the woman before shifting his focus to his substantial arousal. He grasped it firmly and entered her. "Ahhh! Sh!t! Fvck!" The woman began to move her hips in rhythm with Kalixo's thrusts. "Ohhh, that's it, girl..." Kalixo moaned. The room was filled with the sound of their bodies coming together, the rhythmic collision echoing through the air. Smooth and slick, Kalixo slid in and out of the woman's depths, fully immersing himself within her.

Every once in a while one would take away untouched plates. Something brushed my thigh causing me to tense. I then realized the hand was cold and sent Damion a glare. He ignored me keeping up his lazy smile facade he had going for him. Every so often he would sip from a glass of red wine seeming to savor the taste. Not wine, I realized with disgust it was blood. I suddenly felt nauseous and Damion's hand continued to caress my thigh lightly. Pervert. I squirmed, standing up abruptly staring at Eric, “May I be excused?”

I bit my lip to stifle a moan. Ang kaninang antisipasyon na aking nararamdaman ay ngayon tila mas lumala. I can feel my body starting to burn because of his touch. Nagagawa niyang pukawin ang apoy na kay tagal ng nakatago sa akin. He bit my neck lightly and sipped it after. I know it'll live mark again. He travelled his lips from my neck up to my ear while his hand is squeezing both of my breasts alternatively. "I miss you so much, Larie." He said a hoarse voice.

The cool air hit her soaked pink pussy, making her whimper. His thick fingers traced the slick folds of her pussy before two of them pushed inside her without warning, stretching her open in a single, deep thrust. Hazel’s back arched sharply off the bed, a broken cry tearing from her throat as he finger-fucked her hard and fast, curling those long digits against that perfect spot inside her. Wet, obscene sounds filled the room as he pumped in and out, his thumb circling her swollen clit at the same time. “Fuck, you’re dripping for me,” he growled against her mouth, claiming her lips again in a messy, biting kiss while his fingers kept working her pussy relentlessly.

I leaned forward and whispered softly into her ear. "Does she actually want me to fuck you?" Her hand reached behind her, finding my throbbing shaft in the darkness. She rubbed the head of my cock between the drenched folds of her pussy. "I think so," she whispered back. "She probably doesn't think it will actually happen, but it's going to." We both suppressed a groan as my cock slipped inside her. There was an extra element of naughtiness to this illicit coupling, since we both knew my girlfriend was listening in. I kissed her neck loudly to cover the wet sound of my cock sliding in and out.