Odia Sex Story Novelas e Histórias

"If you don't want to die, then go away!" The sword's sharp blade was imprinting on the fox demon's neck. He suddenly turned pale and immediately ran away. Dove did not expect someone to follow her and Clara. From the moment Clara stepped out of the palace, she was sure to be watched with intent to kill her. After safely returning to the cave, Dove breathed a sigh of relief. She and Clara sat in the moonlight. Seeing Clara keep looking at the blue sky, Dove suddenly remembered her parents' story. It is a legendary story about the Magic river.

His hands came around to cup her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples while his cock, long and sleek, nestled between the cheeks of her ass. Zarek laid her down on the warm obsidian, the silver light painting her skin in otherworldly shades. He knelt between her spread legs, his massive form hovering over hers. Xandros followed her down, covering her back, his mouth on her neck, his hands continuing their worship of her breasts. “Now,” Odessa breathed, her back arching, her hips lifting in silent, desperate invitation. “Bind us. Fill me with your power.” Zarek needed no further encouragement. He positioned himself at her entrance, the broad head of his cock pressing against her wet, wait

Noah's P.O.V We holed out in Dorian’s childhood bedroom for hours, having sex on every surface we could find, followed by long and aching conversations in the dark. I didn’t think I’d ever see Dorian soft like that, sprawled out beside me naked under an old quilt, moonlight striping his face. His mouth always tasted like coffee or sarcasm. I couldn’t get enough of either. But outside that room, the world was on fire.

Adonis POV I held her hair whilst fucking her mouth steadily, knowing that she couldn't take me entirely. I was always holding back to avoid fucking talking out of her life. She choked, gulped, coughed, and dripped with slivers,r, but I didn't care about all that as I was enjoying myself. After a while, I pulled out and looked at the two males who were still looking at us. "Condoms?" I asked. "Of course..." Axel snapped about from his space, withdrew a safe, and threw two at me. I tore one and wore it before placing the girl back on the sofa and inserting three of my fingers inside her. "Aa~aah..." she moaned in a way that made my dick jump twice, but I gulped and continued my ministration.

He consoled me and made me laugh by telling me about the pranks he pulled on his childhood friends, Beta Felix being one of them. Our conversation flowed effortlessly, it felt so natural between us and easy and right and our being together was just a perfect click. It felt right and natural to also be with him like this. Maybe because we were mates but we haven't mated yet if we should, the possibility of our bond being tighter is there, I smiled to myself.

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.

A locked file named “Real Story.” It stood out among the manuscript drafts and notes. My curiosity spiked, cutting through the haze of lust for a second. “What’s that one?” I asked, pointing at it, my finger hovering near his on the trackpad. “Real Story? Sounds like there’s more than fiction going on here.” Damien’s hand paused on my leg. His jaw tightened just a fraction, but his eyes stayed dark with that same heat, his fingers still teasing close to my aching cock. The tension in the room shifted, heavier now, mixing the raw want with something sharper, more dangerous.

Uncontrollable tears streamed down my face as I stared at the numerous photos spread out on Mr Voss's million dollar table at his penthouse. Photos of Daniel fucking a woman in his car—the one I fucking bought for him. Photos of him kissing her. Photos of him taking her in all different positions in the car. Photos of his face scrunched up in pleasure, his mouth open, his skin glistening with sweat and I couldn't help the tears that kept rolling down my cheeks no matter how many times I told them to stop.

It was pure pleasure. I pushed the door open a crack and froze. There she was, naked on our bed, legs spread wide, while her best friend Lisa was on top of her. Lisa had this thick purple dildo strapped around her hips, and she was driving it deep into Sarah's pussy with steady, hard thrusts. Sarah's hands were gripping the sheets, her back arching up every time Lisa pushed in. "Fuck, Lisa, right there," Sarah moaned, her voice all breathy and desperate. "Don't stop, please, it feels so fucking good."