Mr Crawling X Reader Novels & Stories

He slid out, letting his gaze roam over me , heat pooling low as my pussy pulsed. He guided me onto all fours, with my face pressing into the pillow with his hand steady on my hips. This time I felt everything, every lump and vein around his cock. He groaned thrusting like I was his last meal, my breath hitched as my eyes rolled back. My legs almost gave out from all the trembling.“Can I turn around please,” I pleaded breathlessly. ” “No my Angel, keep your face buried in the pillow and let me ruin you just like this.” A broken gasp escapes my lips as legs trembled uncontrollably. I-I can’t take it anymore…”

Craving The Busty Babysitter (11) After they came, Dennis crawled silently between them. He pressed his mouth to one, then the other, dragging his tongue slowly through the mess between their thighs, taking his time as he tasted both of them. Marla reached for his cock and wrapped her hand around it. She guided him toward Brea, her eyes burning with need. “No,” Brea whispered, her voice trembling. “I can’t again.” “Yes, you can,” Marla said. “You will.”

I rasped, my breath coming out quick. I could feel her clenching around my cock as I fucked her harder with each thrust. Each jab sending her body flying, her boobs equally ricochetting until my thrust became slow and sensual again. “Ahhh! Rael!” She moaned one final time before collapsing, completely spent. I pushed hard into her unconscious body, continuing to fuck her until I unloaded my cum deep into her. I pulled out with a subtle plop, seeing the liquid that seeped out of her–my cum, mixed with hers.

WARNING : THIS IS A MxM work of fiction (MALE x MALE fantasy romance) Please don't read it if you're against same-sex relationships or came here to leave hate. I WILL read comments and respond to every bit of hostility, filth, and disrespect towards the LGBTQ+ community. You CAN and absolutely SHOULD complain about my inability to write, but I won't tolerate hate speech towards loving people. ONLY 18+ READERS. The book contains violence, triggering content, foul language, graphic descriptions of nudity, and sexual content. I refuse to be held responsible for short breaths, raging heartbeat and dripping panties. You’re warned too, gentlemen, I see you ;)

He approaches me as I'm getting a book from my locker. "Hey," he says as he stands beside me. I shut my locker and turn to see his light brown chocolate eyes looking at me, and I unravel why girls always fall for him, ignoring the trouble he is. "Hi," I say back, holding my book to my chest. I twirl around and start to walk away as if I don't know what he wants with me, and I notice that he's following me. Like a male wolf following a she-wolf who's in heat.

I arched my back, letting out a soft owl, not wanting to wake or disturb any of the mansion workers, especially not Maggie. I dug my fingers into the couch cushion, panting for Xaden. “Cum for me, Maeve,” Xaden said against clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body. As if my body only listened to his commands, I came undone, letting out a guttural moan as I did so. Xaden continued to suck my clit and finger me while I rode out the orgasm. Once my body started to relax, he kissed my clit gently before tailing his lips back up my body and towards my lips. He pressed his lips against mine; the kiss was filled with promise and protectiveness.

Knox lay in the mud, paralyzed, his wolf broken. He looked up at Miller with blood-stained eyes. "Miller..." Knox wheezed out. "Take him. Drag him away! That is an Alpha command!" "NO! KNOX, NO!" I screamed in pure, hysterical terror. Miller reached down, wrapped his strong arms under my shoulders, and hauled me backward. I thrashed wildly, kicking my legs, clawing at the dirt, screaming at the top of my lungs until my throat felt like it was tearing apart.

My moans vibrated through his cock; his groans answered, low and broken. Jaxon added a third finger, stretching me wider. His tongue never stopped—lapping at my clit, then dipping lower to circle my entrance around his thrusting fingers. The wet, sloppy sounds of him eating me out filled the room, obscene and loud. I was close already—too close. My thighs shook, muscles clenching around his fingers. Rylan must have felt it because he pulled out of my mouth just long enough to growl, “Come for us, Cress. Let him taste how much you love this.”

Cassandra winked. “You kinky bitch,” Cheryl smirked. “Yes, now get to work baby,” Cassandra used her hands to glide Cheryl's head down her body. Cheryl kept eye contact at all times. She dropped to her knees and slowly opened Cassandra's legs. Cassandra's hips rotated as her pussy anticipated the sucking. She hoisted her little black dress above her waist, and Cheryl took in the sexy black mesh thong she was wearing. Cheryl rubbed her palm across Cassandra's pussy. “You're already so wet,” she hummed out, then she licked her lips, getting them as moist as possible.

Who the hell am I? Talia (online) — A married woman, no children. I play for just over a month every day, usually in the morning. But lately... I’m playing at night. RLC has become my big distraction to my loneliness... Now enough about me, who is Mr. X? Mr. X is typing... Mr. X is typing... Mr. X is typing... Mr. X seems to be typing infinitely, or it was just my anxiety to know more about him...