My Friends Hot Mon Novels & Stories

"He has a perverted brain!" "Mr. Dominik is a handsome, wealthy Caucasian, it's normal for his brain to be perverted when Rico is so inappropriate," said Monica, who immediately received a sharp glare from her best friend's dark irises. Monica immediately pursed her lips as she forced a smile at her best friend; she was wrong to have offended the jerk.

Mike's best friend, Jack, has a hot and sexy mom. She is smoking hot, and she knows it. She normally walks around in bikinis that showcase her long legs, tight ass and big breast. She also dresses up often in pantyhose and short skirts that have all of the guys drooling. Every one of Jack's friends call her a MILF, much to Jack's chagrin, and each of the friends have shot a ton of cum out of their dicks fantasizing about her.

I can’t finish the sentence because my mouth is in serious danger of shooting out a whole string of obscenities that really, I shouldn’t inflict on Monique. “Honey, you are kidding me, right? Have you seen that man? Honestly, he is the hottest thing on the ice right now and in the country. Those ice blue eyes, that dirty blonde hair. I’d love to run my hands through that not to mention that strong, broad chest of his.” Is Monique actually getting flushed? Fuck me, she is.

"Let's just say I really like her, but she's seven years older, divorced with one young daughter and has a father who hates that I live and breathe." "Do you have any male friends?" Monika joined the Cáel Quiz Bowl. "Yes," I replied with confidence. "My roommate Timothy and I are great friends." "He's gay," Pamela pierced their disbelief. "He and Cáel are true brothers-in-arms, I'll give Cáel that much." "Do you have any straight male friends?" Orsi was enjoying taunting me. "Do Chaz or Vincent count?" I looked to Pamela.

He goes so hard that I keep wondering if others couldn't hear us. “Jason hits so hard“. I can't help but compare him to Richard, because both friends are very good at handling a woman's body. “I guess Richard will have more to offer when he's not intoxicated.” Jason is clinging to me tightly, while he falls asleep, as soon as he climaxes. “Though I call him disgusting, he's super strong in handling a woman's body”. Jason and I are up from bed, when he receives a text from Richard, “I guess the sound of his phone pulls me out of my sleep”.

It was mid-August and even though night had fallen it was still sweltering hot. Tina was dressed to beat the heat in a low slung denim mini skirt and bikini top, hiking sandals on her feet. She turned more than a few heads in her revealing outfit. At twenty-one years of age, she had a lush yet firm body. Full 36C tits filled her bikini top, her narrow waist flared out gently to her tight round ass, which was clearly evident even though the fullness of her skirt and her long, tanned, athletic legs gave every guy there something to lust over.

“It should be a crime to be this hot and wear such fitting clothes.” God! I already know he is hot. I don’t need her affirmative statements to encourage my nasty thoughts. “Seriously, tell me. What’s stopping you?” “He is a hockey player..” She spits her drink. “WHAT?” “and he is friends with West.” Her mouth goes slack. “Damn!! He is… forbidden…” “Yeah exactly.” She thinks for a while, then gives me an evil smile. I know crap is about to fall out of her mouth. “You could sleep with him… you know! Just to get back at West!”

My body betrayed me in the worst way—I could feel a flicker of heat building where his touch lingered. He laughed darkly. “You want this, don’t you?” he whispered, his thumb pressing against the sensitive spot between my legs. I clenched my jaw, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reaction, but my body had other plans. I hated how it responded, how my hips jerked at his touch. “I’ll never want you,” I snarled, forcing the words out. “You’re a monster.” He leaned in close, his breath brushing my ear. “You’ll scream my name by the time I’m done with you,” he whispered. The promise in his voice made my stomach twist.

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.

Grandma holds my hand, her face full of love, and says, "If work is too hard, then don't work. Grandma still has money, I'll give it all to you later." "No need, Grandma, I have money." I hold Grandma's dry hand and say, "Don't worry about me, Grandma. I will take care of myself. You should take good care of your health and live a long life." Facing Grandma who is focused on me, I really can't be heartless. After talking to Grandma for a while, I realize something is wrong. I feel a burning sensation all over my body. I try to fan myself with my hand, but it doesn't relieve the heat, it only gets hotter. How can I feel hot in such cool weather?