Loud Moaning Novelas e Histórias

she moaned further. The greedy one stopped for a moment. "Right, just moan my name! Moan it," he said softly, then continued again. She enjoyed it even more when he bit her cl*t. She wanted to moan loudly because of what he was doing to her core, but she couldn't. She couldn't let out the moan that was stuck in her throat because they were in public, even though there was no one around. *What if there was someone here... then I would be embarrassed.*

But my eyes widened when I realized what it was. Voices. They are moaning. Leona is moaning! "Oh! Oh! Yes! Oh, God! Yes! Levan! Deeper! Please!" Leona was moaning like a wild animal from her room. My jaw dropped. I may not have been in a relationship before but I am certainly not innocent to not know what they were doing. Did she just bring a guy in our house to do this activity?! I could hear a man grunting and groaning. It was sick. I wanted to puke. It made me nauseous.

Maeve moaned so loudly that the sound resonated through the room. Her pupils rolled so far back that I couldn’t see anything other than the white, and not just that, she whimpered, a breathy sound that drove me insane and made me want to instantly grab her ass and start slamming her down onto me. “You’re going to be the death of me.” I grunted, each word forcing its way through my gritted teeth as she slowly lowered herself down, impaling herself on my hardened dick, her pussy engulfing the full length of my cock.

After three years with him, I know his habits as well as the back of my hand, like I’ve learned quantum mechanics, with precision and absolute certainty. The second wrong thing is the sound. A moan, it sounds female. Definitely not from whatever boring documentary he usually watches on Monday afternoons. My leather bag falls off my shoulder. It hits the hardwood with a sound that should make everything stop, but the moaning keeps going, like I’m not even there. It sounds louder, too loud, too dramatic, like someone performing instead of feeling. My heart pounds, not quickly, but heavily. But my legs move forward anyway.

breathe and moan. Don’t give a fuck about who might hear you... you are giving your own body what it needs and it is nobody else’s damn business. Yes, yes... make those fingers work, rub up and down all over your wet pussy, swirl over those soft moist lips, torture your rampant clit, slide that slender finger in deeper. Yeah, moan... and gasp... and reach for sexual heights you’ve never before dreamed of. Oh, yeah... go, girl. Let me hear you moan and gasp. Oh, fuck yeah. You’re doing so well, baby.

Liam The nightlight casts a trembling golden glow on the walls, like a slow breath. It dances along the curve of Mona’s hips, the hollow of her arched back, the beads of sweat sliding between her shoulder blades. I’m there, kneeling between her spread thighs, my fingers already buried in her damp heat, and I feel her body tighten like a drawn bow beneath my palm. She moans , a rough sound that cracks in her throat , and her fingers dig into the rumpled sheets, twisting them into clenched fists.

A deep, guttural moan. “Just like that. Fuck, your tongue feels incredible.”

“This spicy reads like a damn oven fire. And why is there so much... moaning?” "It's literally titled Moonlight Moans. What were you expecting, poetry?" Noel teased, snatching the book to read the highlighted line himself. His voice dropped dramatically, mimicking a sultry narrator. “‘He moaned, and then moaned again, as his lover pressed him…’” “Stop,” Vincenzo groaned, pressing his hand over Noel’s mouth. Noel licked his palm. “Christ.” Laughing uncontrollably, Noel sat up and reached for the chilled bottle of peach soda nestled in the cooler beside them. “Okay, okay. I’ll spare your virtue.”

Then the moans started reaching me through the window. At first they were soft. Then they got louder. It was Gina. My personal secretary. I stopped moving and leaned in closer. She was moaning Neo’s name over and over while the sound of skin slapping hard against skin filled the room. The bed kept banging against the wall. Wet, nasty noises like he was driving deep into her cunt. She sounded like she was losing it completely.

"somewhere no one will hear you moaning out my name." T.B.C