Makeup Sex Novels & Stories

"Everyone knows Aria was just injured recently. There's no way she could recover this fast. We're definitely all going to get a taste of her charms, right? I heard she's especially wild in the Alpha's bed. Can't wait to see for myself." A warrior with scarred arms laughs crudely. "Damn! Never thought I'd have the chance to watch porn starring the Alpha heiress of Moonborn Pack and the Luna of Duskwalker Pack. She always acts so high and mighty. Really want to know what she's like behind closed doors." Another one licks his lips greedily. "The Alpha's so generous, willing to share his mate's videos with us. We'll follow you forever, Alpha!" The men exchange knowing looks as they glance toward

“It will be fine, alright? A relationship is bound to have many ups and downs, you know. But do you know what the best thing about a relationship fight?” “What?” I asked, wiping off my tears. “The angry makeup sex is always everything,” Kimberly said. “Sometimes, I rile Kevin up, so he can f-” “Okay, that's enough,” I cut Kimberly short before she could start giving me a graphic description of Kevin and her having sex. It was a very disturbing sight that I didn't want to imagine. “You are such a prude at times,” Kimberly teased before her expression turned serious. “Anyway, do you feel better now?”

“To pull this off, you’re going to have to go Hollywood. I called in a few favors from some friends. So, tomorrow, hair and makeup will arrive at your house early to get you painted up. Today, I thought we could have some fun girl time, especially since we missed seeing you at Christmas. I figured a manicure and pedicure would be enough time to catch up on what the hell has been going on the last month.” “This is sounding like an all-day event.” I sighed, sad that I wasn’t with Weston. “Don’t worry.” She waved her hand, reading my body language. “I’ll get you back with plenty of time to fuck your husband’s brains out for hours before you have to go to bed.” I was stunned and felt heat rising

“ No. Well, it was the best I have ever had in years. In my dream, I woke up to see you standing beside my window, you were staring at me with this cute smile you always give to me. I was. . . I was getting uncomfortable with the way you stood there so, I invited you to lay with me. But honestly, I didn’t just want you to lay with me. .” She paused for a while and he looked interested to know what next she was going to say. “. . .I wanted you on me and. . in me. But, I didn’t let it continue, so I woke up.” “ Why?” He asked with a smile. “ Because. . . it wasn’t real. It was just a dream.” “ You want a real one?” He asked. To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

He pulled it up, bunching it by my waist as he traced his finger on my thighs, leaving goosebumps in their wake. I pulled him closer to me, his groin attaching to mine. He started to move in a rhythm, rubbing his hardness on my clothed pussy. I was already dripping by then and I was certain it was going to create a wet patch on Maxim’s pants. However, I didn’t care as I moved accordingly, loving the friction he was creating. They said makeup sex was the best. I guess we were about to find out.

"Ok da. I will surely avoid these kinds of situations henceforth. I promise. It's not my fault. They just stick to me. Even today, she asked me for a dance. She turned the dance into something else that we end up in a room with." "Put a strong mask on your face, like you do in our office, around these girls. We have thousands of girls working in our office. None of them have that courage to even see you in the eye. You let these models and heroines flirt with you. You are allowing them. Sex is not just fucking, Yadav, It's called love making. These sex partners won’t give you what you should actually feel in making love."

CHAPTER 205 MAKE UP SEX ISLA Growing up, I used to hear when the mean girls in high school and some girls in college frat parties say make up sex is the best and I never believed it was. Ask me for my opinion then, I'll tell you sex with a lot of love is the best one. But now? To fucking hell with love making. After years, I think I know why they say Make up sex is the best. You're angry with them for a long time, during that period, you'll feel your heart longing and your pussy getting wet at the thought of them, but you'd be unable to reach them. So you'd be forced to kill the urge and keep up with your anger.

My skin is on fire. He keeps to his word, a second later, he pulls himself up, his elbows on either side of my head, thick long veins popping on his huge arms, when I look into his darkened eyes, the storm I see in there threatens to consume me whole. The crazy thing is that I am not scared of that. I want it. I want it all with him. Maybe we should break up more often if the makeup sex would be this mind-blowing. "Fuck, you are magic." He pants. I stare at him through half opened eyes, under my lashes as he watches me in awe, completely out of control. At my mercy. It is so hot how much we can undo each other.

I ask her, and she looks down at me with wide eyes. “Already?” She pushes back on my cock, and I’m still so hard even though it felt like I emptied my soul into her. “Violeta, we’ve got a lot of making up to do.” “If this is makeup sex, I might fight with you a lot.” She smiles before she grinds down on me and then moans. “I’ll make sure you stay on my dick then.” I grab her hips and move her up and down, loving the feeling of our releases spreading between us.

Mikee said dramatically, “tonight is your last night as a virgin. I hope you enjoy it and don’t regret anything tomorrow. In the name of Mikee, I bless you. Love you! See you tomorrow!” She kissed my cheek and walked away, swaying drunkenly. I watched her disappear down the hallway before letting out a deep breath. Then I knocked on the door of VIP Room 92. After a few knocks, the door finally opened. “What do you want, Miss?” the man asked with a frown. He was even more handsome up close. My eyes drifted to his lips—they were red and tempting. “Make me pregnant,” I said without hesitation. I didn’t even know him.