Moaning Emoji Novels & Stories

she yelled back, laughing as she ran. "I’ll slaughter you like a guinea pig if you show your face again!" he bellowed, shaking his fist at the sky before heading back inside, muttering, "What’s with that girl?" He couldn’t help but chuckle. Bisila walked down the street, still grinning. She reached into her pocket, feeling the freshly earned payment. Up ahead, a bar came into view, its large sign glowing: **DONNIE AND THE BAR.** Inside, a few men sat scattered around with drinks, talking loudly. One of them noticed her at the door.

I scream in anguish. "Cedriiiiiiiiiiiiiic!!!!" 😭😭😭😭😭😭

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

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.

I jam my eyes shut, my lips forming an 'o' "Fuck." I moaned. No. No, I couldn't for the life of me get away from this bliss.

Moa turned into a crying emoji. "Maybe we should just call those uncles and have them come pick us up?" she sniffled between sobs. Koa, with the air of a little adult, patted his sister’s head and sighed deeply. "What if Daddy doesn’t believe us? What if Mommy finds out and gets even angrier? Then neither of them will want us!" Moa stopped crying mid-wail, covering her mouth in horror. Too terrifying! ***

I moaned with the food in my mouth. “Stop making that noise.” “What noise?” I drank from the juice. “Don’t moan!”

I slowly rear my hand again and then hit her but this time I expect a scream or a muffled sob like the first one but the long moan that’s slips out from her lips shook me to the core and I can feel my already hardening c**k get even harder. “You’re moaning” I whisper softly to her ears.

As soon as I say it, she tenses up, squeezes her knees together, starts squirming around on the chair, her hands fly up to her tits, mauling them as she throws her head back, moaning. "Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Fuck! Oh my god! Ohhhh!" Mom doubled over, rocking in the chair, moaning and rubbing her knees together. Suddenly, her whole body convulses, she slumps in the chair with her legs wide apart, her arms hanging to her sides and her chest heaving, as she catches her breath.

Wilson was jerking off. "Oh God! Yes, right there," she moaned. "Mmmmmm, yes, that feels good, right there! Oh God! Oh God! Oh gaaaaaaaa!" Her hips bucked of the chair and her back arched. I'm quite sure she wasn't aware of just how loudly she was moaning and groaning.