Obsession Sex Scenes Novels & Stories

Dakota POV I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching her wash my cum off her face. She turns me on in unreal ways. I want to own her body. I want to be deep inside her pussy. The thoughts I have of her are not typical. She is my obsession. She cleans her face and walks to me, standing in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want to do to me now, stud?” Tonya asks me. The thoughts that are going through my mind are wild and machinist. “I want to take you to your bedroom,” I say to her.

He asks if all I can think about is sex. “I think I would like a massage... it's on my back...” I say, already imagining where the massage will lead. “Okay, I’m going to massage you nice.” He says and puts his hand on my thigh, squeezing lightly and continuing.” I've watched some dirty massage movies, the woman lies there naked on the bed and a guy goes there to massage her, we can do the same thing, I'm going to put you naked on the bed and buy some massage oil, I'm going to put my hands on your whole body and when I see that you are already wet I will play with your pussy, finally we will fuck deliciously if you want we can even record it, it will be our p**n.” Oliver says biting his lip.

It was a girl having sex with two guys, and the hashtags were brutal. #the doctor's daughter # Acts of service and secrets #Dicksy! Comments started flooding in like a rain. **She loves two dicks **She's got to have a hugi pussy **Ha, two dicks! **The doctor's child having an appointment. **Two dicksy dicks! I turned to Jane, whose mouth was opened in pure shame. She was in the video having sex with two guys.

"I….want to pay you back for that rudeness, milady." His touch is like vice and his sexiness cloud my senses like doom. I can feel him beneath me as he pushes my waist into his body. I can't fight his dominance and all I do is bask in his possessiveness.

"And you really look like someone who likes dark lyrics.” I gave an innocent smile, hiding in the background any characteristic of that little monster that lurking underneath.” "What's so dark about a woman who says she's crazy about someone?” "Nothing that is good comes from someone who is obsessed with someone else," he scored wisely. "You're right," I replied, arching an eyebrow. "Obsession always ends in a tragic way.

I came hard, my cum shooting out and splattering across the screen of my phone, I kept pumping my fist, milking every last drop out of my cock, my hips still humping up into my hand, I was panting and sweating and shaking, and I could not stop watching her on the screen I stared at her for a long moment, watching her sleep, she was so beautiful and so broken and so completely mine and I felt a surge of satisfaction so deep it made me shudder I was obsessed, I knew I was obsessed, I was too obsessed with her and I did not give a single fuck, she had ruined me and now I was going to ruin her, I was going to make her suffer for the rest of her life, I was going to make her regret ever crossing

💦Oiled Obsession 💦 Instead of pushing in, Lucas pulled the head out again, and rubbed it on my slit. “Please, Lucas… fuck me. I need your cock inside me right now,” I begged again. Lucas stood between my spread legs, the thick, glistening head of his cock rubbing slowly up and down my soaked slit. He was stroking himself lazily with one oiled hand, spreading more warm oil over his massive shaft while watching my desperate expression.

She quietly replied. "Good, I'm just getting started" I smiled. I continue rubbing her shoulders working my way down to her back. Working out all stress from her muscles. I picked a specific movie that shows lots of sex scenes in it called Spartacus. About gladiators and Roman women. There was a scene where I thought she'd enjoy in particular. When the scene starts I start rubbing her sides and kiss her neck from behind softly. "Babe, what are you doing?" She asks when my hands began rubbing her stomach down to her legs.

She rolls his eyes, as if it's something that doesn't surprise him at all. “How do you know?” I roll my eyes. “Your circumstantial face is obvious,” she points out, waving her finger. “It's such a cliche in men!” She rolls her eyes. “Cliché? Really? Whoops! I had not thought of it.” “Yes,” she nods briskly. “I'm not going to ask you if you've seen porn, because you obviously have,” suddenly I feel my heart race when I hear a specific word. “We have all seen porn at some point in life!” Here again, the blessed word. Unable to avoid it, I start to scratch the back of my neck, even if it doesn't itch. I thank heaven Harper doesn't know what I usually do when I'm nervous. “The point is that nine

I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit in tight circles while I fucked her, feeling her walls flutter and clench around my thick shaft. “You feel that?” I rasped, leaning over her back, lips brushing her ear. “Feel how deep I am inside you? This is what obsession feels like, little wife. I would kill for this cunt. I would burn cities for it. You’ve turned the Don into a man who can’t think straight because all he wants is to be buried inside his wife’s tight holes.” I pulled out suddenly, making her whine at the emptiness, and pressed the fat, creamy head against her asshole.