Mariana Morais Sexy Novels & Stories

" I was enjoying it a lot, it was different, the feeling of being forbidden got worse, between deep thrusts, which became intense, until I laid her on her side on the bed, held her leg and bent it, my hand going down to her clitoris. She looked at me scaredly, driving me crazy. "Look at me, look at me with those delicious eyes, Mavi, look." Maria Vitória looked at her soaked pussy receiving me from the side, so hot, until I grabbed her chin." God... I like that... SOS?" She asked with swollen lips and excited eyes. I said frantically. "Yes, delicious, delicious, look how they shine while I'm having sex with you, what a delight, Maria Vitória." She looked at me with a horny face, her thick br

I’d be a hassle to anyone looking to be pleased sexually. “Lisa, no one wants to see me naked. I’m sure of it.” Lisa waved her hands. “Oh, please girl! You still got hips that won’t quit, big titties, and a beautiful face. Someone is going to want you.” I raised a brow. “I see you didn’t mention my ass.” “Uhm. You aren’t working with much in that department, so... Thank God you were blessed with a pretty face.” Lisa’s phone pinged as she took it. “Holy shit! Remy just posted” she came to me, showing me.

It was now close to 11pm. Me: Hi beautiful are you still awake? Marianna: Hi Manny, yes I am still awake. Why are you awake this late? me: Oh you know just working on this case, why are you still awake Ma'am? Marianna: Honestly, because I miss you, it feels weird to sleep alone now.... Me: Really? I am flattered, I miss you too Marianna. Marianna: You should try to get some sleep sir! Me: What are you wearing?

she trailed off, eyes brimming with tears of shame. “Hey,” Mariana said strongly. “There’s nothing wrong with having sexual needs. Craving. That doesn’t make you broken or wrong. It makes you human. Well,” she grinned, “maybe a little sexy demon, but don't worry mostly human.” Teresa weakly smiled at Mariana's attempt to make her happy. “I just scared of being taken advantage of. I don't want a repeat of what happened before." Mariana nodded and held her close, placing her head on her chest and softly rubbing her hair. “And I it will not ever happen. I promise you. I won't let anything happen to you. I've got your back sweetheart."

The teenage girl asked again when she noticed that her behavior wasn't infuriating the lady even in the slightest. "I am not a child trafficker but you are right about something. I am a trafficker but I don't deal with children" the lady rested her hand on the driving wheel. "I'm Keren and you?" This strange lady was offering a handshake to the teenage girl who paused for a moment before accepting the handshake. "I'm Mara" she finally responded. "Nice to meet you Mara" Keren was very pleased. "I cannot say the same when I am trapped in your car against my will especially after you just introduced yourself as a trafficker " Mara raised an eyebrow and looked out the window.

I secretly swallowed because of the view. They were still shouting. I breathed deeply before starting to shake my body. "Shit! We missed you, Magda!!!" "You're mine now! I'll pay a lot!" "My f*cking hormones, sh*t! Shake it off Magda!" I could see in their eyes the admiration for my inherent beauty and charm. I felt like I'm a famous television actress that everyone is obsessed with, like pizza that will never be rejected when laid on the table, like wine and beers that can almost replace the water if swallowed, like a bad drug that when once you use, you will never stop using it and like a potion that once you have been subjected under its magic, you will never be able to escape anymore.

I let out an earth-shattering moan as I climaxed for the second time. Fuck, did my mom hear that? I am so dead. But no one came barging into my room. "I am going to come, Marina. Your sweet little pussy is squeezing me so tightly that I can't hold back anymore," he croaked out. "The...then...come. Please...I can't take it anymore," I whined. My body ached all over as he didn't take it easy on me. He froze on top of me. Our bodies were so closely connected that I felt him come inside even through the condom. I wrapped my arms around his sweat-drenched body as he trembled on top of me.

Mariana woke up that Monday morning with the Brasília sun filtering through the curtains of her luxury apartment in the Setor de Mansões Park Way. At 40 years old, she was the CEO of a financial consulting firm that dominated the local market, a woman of power who tolerated no weaknesses—neither in balance sheets nor in bed. Her body, still firm and curvaceous despite her age, was maintained with rigorous gym sessions and a diet that allowed no deviations. Her ample breasts, which she displayed with strategic necklines in silk blouses, were weapons she used to intimidate and seduce, depending on the context. But lately, her sex life was a dry mess. Her last lover, a married lawyer, had laste

Marta Morales arrived a few minutes later. She walked in looking a little bit flustered and apologetic. However, she also looked beautiful. Dr. Marta is 34 years old. She was a little taller than me at 5'6 and 127lbs. She was of Puerto Rican descent and had light, coffee brown skin and big, brown eyes. Her facial features were delicate and pretty, with large lips and straight teeth. Her hair was medium length, just down her to neck and black and her body was incredibly voluptuous with large, 36-D breasts. She even looked good with the cares of a bad day hanging all over her.

The man begins to make small circular motions on her clit as he kisses her, then moves his finger down directly to her intimacy, murmuring: "How wet you are." The girl's legs are wobbly as James oscillates between circular motions and small introductions into her pussy, making rhythmic movements that make Mariana jerk and moan louder and louder. Totally mesmerized, James feels his own erection and begins to touch himself as well, looking at Mariana's pleasured expression. They could never forget this, even if they wanted to. Mariana feels her breasts erect, her back arch and a puddle form between her legs as, screaming, she reaches orgasm.