Muichiro Fanart Spicy Novels & Stories

she teased as he handed over cash for yet another item. “Good” he replied simply, brushing his thumb across her lower lip. “You deserve to be spoiled” They stopped at a street-food stall near the edge of the square… brightly colored umbrellas strung with beautiful lights, plastic tables and chairs scattered around a sizzling grill. Charlotte insisted on street food; she wanted the real experience. They ordered poutine loaded with cheese curds and gravy, crispy fish tacos topped with mango salsa, and two cold bottles of local craft beer. They sat close on a shared bench, their thighs touching, shoulders brushing, feeding each other bites between laughter and stolen kisses

Copyright © 2024 Unusualdee All rights reserved. Original work. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. PRINT ISBN: 9798332220357 AUTHOR’S NOTE Welcome to my world of Spicy One-Shot Collection! As you embark on this journey of passion and desire, I wanted to share a personal note with you.

Lyra qsked while I felt heat rise to my cheeks. “Nothing. just… I don't eat food that is so spicy. It's kind of hot.” I lied! I could not afford a moan while i muffled hard i couldn't help thast a slight wheeze escaped my lips. I could feel Alaric's gaze burning on mine; he knew something was wrong,but I was entirely sure if he knew I had fingers inside of me at the moment. “It doesn't seem too spicy to me, but...”

Surprisingly, among musicians, Yumiko liked different types of men, even quite different from this guy, such as Aoi Takashima, who was tall, skinny and pale, but in reality she only dated guys like that college friend from their courses. - Idols are idols, they can even look feminine, use makeup if their work image requires it, as long as they make good music.- Yumiko used to say, explaining this to Miyuki, no matter if her friend was interested in it or not.- Musicians are like works of art, and that's how I look at them. I listen and admire, but I would never touch, because that's not what they are for. That's why I'm pissed off by all those psycho-fans who dream of a date with their idol.

“Yo, Kev. I’m starving. You eat yet?” Kevin looked up from the couch, where he’d been half-watching a basketball game. “Nah. Figured we’d order pizza again. The usual?” “Extra pepperoni. I’m fucking ravenous.” Mike dropped his bag by the door and peeled off his tank top right there in the living room, tossing it toward the laundry pile. His muscles were pumped, veins standing out along his arms and down his lower abs. Kevin’s eyes lingered a second too long before he forced them back to the TV.

Mia was moaning loud but there was no way he didn’t remember Chloe’s cartoon voice moans. ‘Wait, it’s not impossible Chloe brought home a man, right? Damien thought, and he kept hearing Chloe’s moans so loudly. He felt anger rising in his chest and channeled that anger into Mia; flipping her over to lie on her back, raised her legs and thrusted deep into her. She moaned, loudly unable to contain the pain mixed with pleasure; he groaned while he quickened his thrusts. Oh god Damien, I can’t…” Mia moaned. “Damien, stop!” she cried; Damien was thrusting way too fast, way too deep and Mia had climaxed already, and he didn’t even notice.

Complete menace. How was I supposed to focus if he kept distracting me like that? A thought suddenly occured to me. I smiled. "What?" He asked. "Nothing," I said sweetly. I adjusted my grip on the brush and continued painting. But... not what he expected. By the time I finished, the canvas held a tiny stick version of Luciano. I gave him a miniature torso, outrageously oversized pecs bulging like balloons, and biceps bigger than his head. I stepped back dramatically. "I'm done."

Warm regards, Michy Himyz ;)

Nicolas chuckled, and returning the glare, he shook his head at me “oh, no, Dante, this isn’t how things are going to work…” I frowned in confusion, and tapping my chest with his finger twice, Nicolas glared at me “this is not your ground, and I am not one of your followers; therefore, I will be around her, I will be her friend, and if I can win her heart, I will be sure she forgets your name faster than she has fallen head over heels for you because of a stupid mating bond. Now, unless you want her to come here, worried about you taking this long, I suggest that you get out of my sight”

Every thrust rocks my whole body forward, boobs bouncing so hard it’s impossible to stop them. Her tail whips around, the spade tip forcing its way into my mouth, just like I’d thought. It’s no cock, but it’s something…. Something to keep this slutty mouth of mine busy. “Suck it like a cock, slut. Get it nice and wet for your ass.” She orders, and I obey without a single objection, drooling around the invading tail, tongue swirling the smooth surface as saliva drips down my chin. “Oh fucking hell, that mouth does a lot more than stuttering and yapping about nerdy details.” Lira laughs darkly, pulling the tail free with a pop.