Natalya Neidhart Sexy Novels & Stories

she brushes her lips against his. He pushes her slightly from him. “Playing hard to get, huh Wilder?” she grinned. She kneels in front of him. “No! Stop it, Hera!” his voice raised when she grabbed his belt. She only winked at him. “I knew you wanted this, Wilder. I must have missed it too.” He gulped. She won’t be pleased if his manhood will not be hard for her. It’s not about her appearance or performance, but no one can make his manhood hard again except for that woman he met in the bar. This owner has Fertine’s matching necklace.

She sighted Naina and merrissa sitting at the front facing the stage, so she walked up to them, with silver behind her. " Wow can't believe Nicki could be this beautiful on pink" Naina said admiring Nicki. " Woah!!, And if I were to be a boy trust me I would have asked her out" merissme and they all laughed " Thanks Naina , you guys look amazing too" Nicki said and sat beside Naina while silver sat with merrissa. Naina was staring at Nicki, and noticed something was off about her today, but it seems she couldn't get a hold of that thing.

They didn't break apart until he returned the card. When they walked outside, the car was waiting for them. Once in the backseat, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Natalia surprised him by unzipping his pants and sliding her hand inside. She began massaging him until he was so hard it was painful. Hayden raised the glass between the seats as she released him from his pants.

Lyla was keeping her beautiful snatch from me, but I had to play nice until I got what I wanted. "Ugh... Sir!" Nadine, my secretary, moaned as she spread her legs wider and massaged her breasts. Gosh! She was beautiful! I grabbed her waist and pushed it hard against my dick, going deeper and faster between her hot and slick folds. She was panting for breath which only made me go faster until the table was shaking under our weights. I loved how Nadine was always wet for me. How a little touch of her body would make her knees go weak and her snatch ready for me. It made me feel powerful.

Stefano said flatly, finishing his whiskey and handing the empty glass cup to Dino. "Poor girls, their demise," Renata said. "You see the woman over there?" She gestured with her glass of champagne towards a woman donned in diamonds and a snug beige gown, her greying hair pulled in a tight bun. “Her name is Nadezdha, she is Russian. She buys under-aged girls, and has them indulge in public brutal intercourse where they are publicly raped by several of her henchmen to entertain her visitors. Heard it's like a nuthouse. Medieval Roman Style anyway."

she asked innocently. The corner of my lips curved up. "Yes. Have sex with me." She seemed surprised, but why? This was part of our agreement. She was to be my woman in bed whenever I wanted. She paused for a moment before standing up to undress. I watched silently. Natalia had a nice body, perfect curves, full breasts, and smooth skin. Unlike other women I’d been with, I never grew tired of her. I craved her. I couldn’t stand not feeling her close to me.

He touched my neck and slid his hands down my breasts. “You’ve gotten prettier, how do you manage to do it?” he said with a frisky tone. “What are you talking about, I don't know you,” I retorted, moving away from him. “You don't need to know me, it's not important anymore,” he replied, grabbing my arms with a firm grip and slamming me to the floor. His tongue grazed my breast as he crawled up to my face and softly bit my neck. “Orders were to kill you, but I figured out it's better to have you for myself once again, Lena,”

As she opens the door and I enter the room, my gaze falls on her immediately. Nerthus is sitting at the poker table wearing her hair collected in a high ponytail, showing off her delectable neck. Hearing the door close behind me, I try to shut up my running thoughts sending indecent pictures into my mind at how beautiful she is. “Where is everyone?” I ask, not able to contain my grin. Nerthus shifts and crosses her legs seductively, her red dress with a deep neckline revealing her creamy skin. “Oh, I’m as surprised as you are, big boy. But everyone seems to have canceled.”

The kind of scared you get when something you buried shows up wearing a leather jacket and smelling like cigarettes. Then I saw him. Fuck. Tall. Inked hands. A smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He looked straight at me like he already knew I’d taste good. My stomach clenched, but my pussy clenched harder. Who in the fucking sex scene was this hottie? “Liv, this is Zane,” Sabrina said, like she read my thoughts. She didn’t look at me. She was wearing shorts she hadn’t worn in a year — too tight, too high — and a top that looked like it belonged to me.