Novelas y relatos de Odia Sex Stories

Rene’s POV “He wants me to go to Coverts Lisa.. Coverts! He wants me to cheat!” I said on the phone with my cousin. Sitting outside the hospital “But Rene.. Is it really cheating if he permits you to?” “Omg Lisa! Don't tell me.. What has gotten into you two?” “Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.”

she managed to ask, her professional instincts not entirely abandoned. Felix reached into his desk drawer, retrieving a condom with practiced ease. "I want to be clear," he said, even as he tore the packet open. "This changes nothing professionally." Wendy squeezed his length lightly. "Less talking, more fucking, Mr. Harrington." His eyes flashed at her boldness. In one swift movement, he rolled on the condom and positioned himself at her entrance. "Is this what you've been wanting?" he asked, teasing her with just the tip. "Your boss bending you over his desk?"

I lift one leg and tilt my hips to reach that place inside me that makes me see stars… Fuck, why does he have to be so sexy? I reach out to pick up my diary to read one of my fantasies and then I remember… I gave it to Oliver at the door…. “Oh my…” my fingers freeze against my pussy lips. I hope he doesn't read any of my dirty secrets… He will never forgive me if he sees them…

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

“Take your clothes off…” Osiris was standing there half in the bedroom, and half out. Trying with all his might to not look at Dante hammering away at my soaking wet pussy. I could see the conflict on Osiris’s face. Yes, we were mates, yes, we shared a space and a home, yes, we just publicly had a whatever you call a 7-some in the mating courtyard, yes, we’ve had other encounters together and with my other mates. Dante continued his assault on my core, and the longer Osiris stood there, the more I found myself enjoying it.

Amanda lay sprawled across the living-room rug, body slick with sweat and cum, chest heaving as the five men circled her like predators who’d already tasted blood. Diego’s massive cock was still half-hard, glistening with her juices and his own release; Tyler’s curved shaft twitched at the sight of her ruined holes leaking thick white ropes down her inner thighs. Kelvin, Jace, and Marcus stroked themselves lazily—cocks shiny, veins pulsing, ready for round three, four, whatever it took to break her completely.

“Oh god… yes…” The orgasm hit me hard. My pussy clenched tight around my fingers. My legs shook. Wetness soaked the sheets. I lay there breathing fast. Tears filled my eyes. “What am I doing?” I whispered. “She is my sister.” I closed my eyes. Sleep came fast. In the dream, the door opened softly. Xavier walked in. “I could not wait any longer,” he said. He pulled off his shirt and dropped it on the floor. Then he took off his pants. His cock was hard.

“On your knees, sweetheart.” I sank down, the concrete biting into my skin through my thin skirt, knees aching already. The whiskey blurred the edges, but not enough to ignore the way their belts clacked open, pants dropping. Their cocks sprang free….Jay’s thick and veined, Jerry's cock was longer, curving up, Tony's already leaking at the tip. They stroked themselves, watching me, the air heavy with their musk.

Theo hissed when she gripped him harder, stroking him. Ria bit her bottom lip, face flushed as a plan formed in her head. Mr Gordon was good-looking. His cock felt bigger than the ones she was used to, which wasn't a lot considering she'd only had sex four times. She didn't think she would mind getting fucked by him, especially since she would be getting even with Vivian. She posted her nudes; Ria fucked her dad, and it seemed like a win-win. "We can't," Theo groaned, his entire shaft throbbed and leaking precum at the tip, contradicting his words. Ria pressed hard on his cock, gripping the tip and caressing it.

she said. “Hey, uh,” Oscar said, ruining the moment. “Think I can, you know, get in on this, too?” Faith sighed. “You’re not really my type,” she said to my husband. “But a lot of the guys here -- most, probably -- are pansexual if you want to give some of them a try.” Oscar wandered off. I laughed at the thought of him propositioning some leprechauns as Faith lowered herself to me. Stupidly, the only thing I could think of as her cunt pressed against my tongue was that Nia was going to be so jealous that I ate out another woman before her.