Makeup Sex Novels & Stories

Whatever you like and want, baby," Jordan says as she kisses the inside of my thigh. Before slipping out of his pants, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the condom. I wrapped my arms around him as he positioned himself over me. I press my face against his neck and inhale the rugged earthy scent of his skin. My breath tries to catch in my throat as his hips thrust forward. I hiss out the stolen breath as I dig my nails into his back. Nothing can compare to this moment, which I wish could last forever. They say make-up sex is the best sex, and I believe them. Each nerve ending in my body is on fire, and each one is sending a pleasant electric shock to the one next to it. As I help steer

At least the three way makeup sex can unite them again. Aiden made a stop in front of brothel and went inside. He'd have called Lisa but damn the girl is becoming an ass and of course he can’t call Kate. No. He can’t call her at all. She’s not to indulge in their makeup sex. Aiden walked into the brothel, the whores by the entrance noticed him on sight. Their favorite pornstar and instantly they wanted nothing but to serve him. They spilled their breasts to Aiden, smiling. Some touched his bulge, marveling at the hardness and hugeness of it.

He had likely exerted his will on his wife until Tera had no choice but to submit, no matter how angry she might be. It's said that makeup sex is the most arousing aspect of an argument. They would reconcile by engaging in passionate sex that satisfied them both, causing them to forget the core issues of their previous disagreement. They would wake up together with a new mindset, a fresh perspective, and a new day. Forgetting the bad day behind them and pretending that nothing had ever happened between them.

I started laughing as he embraced me. I got to admit it was definitely amazing. No wonder some people put mirror on their bedroom ceiling. It was a different sensation to be able to watch yourself get lost in passion and desire. It was like watching live porn while actually having sex. It may seem creepy and disgusting for some but for me it added a different sensation and turned me on more. It made me want more. "Sweetheart, please don't break up with me again." "Why not?" I smirked at him. "You just said that we had the best make up sex ever." I teased.

“You’re a fuck-girlfriend, a fuck-partner…” She smiled and stood on her toes. “Kiss me already.” “Oh, I will not only kiss you, Miss Brooks. I heard somewhere that make-up sex is pretty hot.” I grabbed her around the waist and kissed her neck, making her squeal with giggles. I will do anything to keep you safe, Melissa. Anything…

Chapter 81 Valerie Will ~•~ “Do you want to sleep?” Jamal whispered in my ear as he traced his fingers through my bare skin. “Sleep? After that? Not a chance.” I don’t know what just happened, but I wanted it to happen again. Immediately. When Jamal told me he wanted to talk about something urgent, I didn’t know he meant getting intimate with me. Makeup sex was the best kind of intimacy. “You want another round?” He teased, planting a soft kiss on my shoulder as he pulled me closer.

“You're both crazy over each other. If he shows it to other people who are billionaires, then that’s gross. Jeffrey Epstein is kind of gross. So just make up already. Make-up sex is great by the way, especially when you’re still angry.” We stared at her in disbelief. “Don’t tell me you’ve never done it before?” She stared back at us. “The rougher it is—” “Will you shut up?” Robyn was more embarrassed than angry at her best friend. She was blushing. “Hey.” Piper pointed at me. “I’m not mad at you. We all have kinks.” “God, Piper. You’re crazy when you’re drunk. Get back in bed. Just let me get you water.”

Oh-em-gee, it felt so, so good. Sabrina moaned and fell back, knocking lip stain, mascara, eye liner and pretty much her entire makeup kit off the counter. Her head knocked the mirror adding to the clatter of scattered toiletries. She crossed her ankles behind his back and when he withdrew, she pulled in order to add force to his next thrust. One thrust and she was already close. "I'm pretty sure they sex you up and leave you that way."

This was top tier. My back hit the bed pole and there was no where else to go. I was trapped by this delicious man My body squirmed from excitement and my sex throbbed with anticipation. If he took one more step, we’d be face to face. Or face to chest, given how tall he was. I swallowed. My eyes falling heavy.”what…?” I began to say. He interrupted. His breath ragged, laced with desire. “you wanted make-up sex.” That was all he said before he secured my hands above my head, pressed flush against the wooden bed pole.

She was performing now, like many of her post sex tapes. Soon, she was bouncing on him and he records every inch of her body. From her face to her chest, and her pelvis dropping down on him again and again. He took great pleasure in touching her dainty body as well, complimenting how good she was at this. They have sex for long hours, all through the night. He even calls few of his friends who agree for a group sex. It turns bizarre so soon... Next day when Ms. Grace wakes up, she finds one of the horny teenager pump in and out of her loose vagina.