Playboy Bunny Mga Nobela at Kwento

Derek's POV "That one at that table says lonely and Sex percentage 30%," I snapped my finger in the direction of my point of interest. We were at our favourite hook-up club where we sat at the bar and we evaluated the take-to-bed worthiness of every girl in the club by their looks, assets and how much flavour they would bring to the bed. It was kind of a tradition of ours of which we ended up screwing the girl with the highest score in our Playbook. So far so good no one's reached the average score.

"Her ex-boyfriend was a playboy and hurt a lot of women." "And now what?" Auntie Rosa frowned. "I want to ask you about..." "About what?" "About," I said, "why a man becomes a playboy? Why does he become a playboy, auntie? What are the reasons? I'm sure there are reasons why a man becomes a playboy, right?" Her eyes widened and she took a deep breath again.

Not only has his brain shifted, but also his physical body is also affected. Last night, Jake wanted to fuck one of the bitches at the club. He had already entered the room, undressed, touched the woman, and was ready to enter the climax scene. However, he stopped when he was about to put his in and saw that the thing he was proud of didn't stand up. Even the woman who had teased him to the point of giving up made his thing stand up.

she asked rubbing her belly. “Maybe the night he had you strapped to the cross at the club on the night I was on shift, and he kept sending me pictures.” He pulled out his phone and opened up his second photo app, the one that held all his X-rated pictures. “Not that I’m complaining. I thoroughly have enjoyed these pictures.” “So have I.” Jaxon admitted. “How come I don’t have them?” Bunny pouted. “I’ll send them.” Ty told her. Smiling, she gently stroked her foot up the bulge in his shorts. “I love you. Both of you.”

I’m on the edge of combustion. Just when this nymph of a woman couldn’t surprise me any further, she takes her fingers that are slick with her juices and brings them up to my ass, circling my rear hole. ‘Is this okay? I’ve never done it before…’ she asks wantonly through our link. ‘Go for it, Bunny. My body is yours.’ I’m not too frigid or insecure to lock up at the thought of ass play. ‘Just know, whatever you do to me, I’m gonna do to you, times ten,’ I warn her. Earning a cheeky grin from her already stretched mouth, coupled with delight in her eyes. I love my kinky Bunny.

Only telling the difference between them by Jorge’s rough calluses and the scrape of his stubble. A soft hand slipping under my shirt, cupping my breast. A rough one pushing into my waistband, parting me. My knees buckle a little. God. Okay. It’s officially time to call in reinforcements. I reach under the sink and pull out Buzzy—my most loyal vibrator. Yes, I name them. You would too if yours gave you this many orgasms. He’s a rabbit thrusting vibrator with a suction stimulator. My tried and true. My ride-or-die. I keep him in the bathroom because shower play is, well, my favorite kind of play.

Of all guys out there, my heart decides to chose a playboy, and not just any playboy, it's the same playboy I made a deal not to fall in love with. Fuck, no.

Bunny has nice welts down her backside and I've been administering wicked nipple clamps off and on since we started playing. What the fuck is wrong with me? I look at Bunny and her brown hair changes to red making my cock twitch. I blink the fantasy away. This is unfair to Bunny. I leave the plug in and grab a vibrator. "You've been a good girl. Come for me." With a high-pitched squeal and enough shaking to make me think she's having a seizure, she goes off. When her orgasm slows, I remove the plug, followed by the vibrator and help her stand. I assist her to the couch, leave her for a minute, and grab some juice from the fridge. I walk back to her after turning the lights down and grabbing

I closed my eyes as I imagined my bunnie there, laying on her bed, legs spread as she teases her p*ssy. "Damn bunnie, that is so f*cking hot. My cock twitched when you said that. I bet your p*ssy is beautiful. All wet and juicy, just waiting for my hard cock to claim it. Rub your clit for me bunnie, tell me how hard and sensitive it is baby" I whispered, my hand moving a little faster on my cock.

Tearing my gaze from my brother, I looked down at our Bunny as she shook to the pleasure going through her body. Her body strained against her bonds, wrestling to escape the immense tortuous desire taking over her senses. Her heavy breaths, her whimpers, and screams as she pleaded turned me on. I wanted to hear her do it more, to listen to her pant my name while pleading. “Please,” she begged, panting. “Please what, Bunny?” I whispered as I trailed my index finger through the hollow between her breasts, watching her shiver as she cried for me to take her out of her misery.