Prema Novels & Stories

Did Sheila even know what she was talking about? Seeing their shocked expressions, Sheila laughed. She twirled the phone in her hands before she spoke, “When you had just left to meet Vince, I received a call from Premium car company.” “Premium?” Emmy and Lynn reacted almost at the same time. Premium was a renowned international car company, dealing with luxury cars. A dream company of every celebrity. Lynn walked over to her manager, grabbed her hand, and asked in an almost shaky voice, “Sheila, what did you just say? Who called you?”

They say it reads your arousal metrics down to the millisecond, syncs haptic feedback straight to your nervous system. My fingers tremble a little as I lift it out. I've been jerking off to p**n for months with the same tired scenes, same fake moans, and it's not enough anymore. I want to feel owned. I want something that knows exactly how wet I get when a voice calls me a desperate little slut. So I subscribed to the premium tier, the one they don't advertise on the main site. Full customization. No filters. No safe words unless I set them. And tonight I'm testing the default dominant profile they call "Apex."

I can feel her gaze on me but I chose to ignore it because if I look at her eyes once again ,I might lost my cantol and will kiss her infront of everyone. Her yellow saree is sticking to her like a second skin. Water droplets sliding down from her neck and get hids under between breast valley. Her navel is visible through the thin material of her saree. I can see her hardened nipples clearly. Anyone can see every curves of her body clearly. She was practically naked and I don't anyone see her like this. "Puja..take Preeti to your room." I ordered puja and walked out from there. I fucked up. ........................................................................

’ I could feel Asher drooling in my head as he said this. Slowly she turned and my eyes traveled up her bottom. Her almost white hair was swept up perfectly on top of her head where more water like trinkets trickled when she came full face I saw her pouty lips. Her eyes were closed. There was a mark above her left breast. ‘She is Pure! Just like us!’ Asher whined. My eyes kept traveling, her breasts were large but just right on her body you could really see her hour glass figure. A thigh high slit went up her dress and it took everything in me to not pop a hard on right there. Her hands traveled down as she kept moving to the music.

I can feel his breath on my neck in the most sensitive spot as heat rushes between my thighs at the thought of his face between my legs. Before things could go too far, Raina places the pizza between us and asks if we need anything. I look up at her but Kieran doesn't take his gaze off me. She notices and raises a brow at him then looks back at me in question. "I think we're all set," I reply holding his gaze.

I sighed and looked at Makaila. "So where were we..." I leaned in again. She smiled and leaned closer to. Just as our lips were about to meet again.... "If you guys need anything, like condom...." Rita popped her head in with a big goofy smile on her face. "RITA!!!" We both snapped at her. She laughed as she finally left us alone. She's hella Crazy. ***** Makaila's POV

It made me frustrated and angry. Adam was excellent in bed. His foreplay was topnotch, and the sex itself was heavenly. I could never get enough of him. None of the men I have been with has been able to best Adam in bed. Adam was a sex god. He knew what to do, when, and how to do it. He studied my body well and knew all my buttons. I could never resist him.

Despite her formidable reputation, Seraphina had a secret passion that few knew about—a desire that fueled her every move and decision. Seraphina was known for her striking beauty and her curves that commanded attention. Her most notable feature was her voluptuous, firm ass, a testament to her luxurious lifestyle and meticulous care. She exuded confidence and power, making her irresistible to many. Yet, beneath her strong exterior lay a woman with an insatiable appetite for pleasure, a hunger that only a select few could satisfy.

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Ejima blinked and the pool of tears fell, “What have I done wrong, who did I offend? Why are the gods treating me with so much hatred? Why? Haven’t I been a faithful wife? Answer me. Where have my hands gone wrong? Why have the windows of blessing shut their face from me? Why has the rain refuse to water my crop? Or am I a living dead? Why can’t I feel my breath?” “Emm, I don’t have an answer for you,” Adaku said “but this is what I must tell you. You are a miracle. You survived four miscarriages and on every occasion, you gave birth, not to one child, but two?” “My God,” Ejima covered her mouth. Nobody has ever told her that before. Well, maybe because she never asked. “Yes,” Adaku continue