Raunchy Novels & Stories

The rich sound filled the room, warm and reckless. “You’re adorable when you’re angry,” he said, wiping at the corner of his eye. “I’m kidding, baby.” Baby. The word sent an embarrassing flutter through my chest. I rolled my eyes. “Ha. Ha. Very funny. Not even a good joke! So disrespectful.” Rare leaned closer, his lips curving into a devastating smile. “I’m sorry, I want to offer my lips to apologize l I grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him. “You are insufferable!”

"Rip off your panties. Let the guy beside you, finger bang your cunt for thirty seconds." Oh boy, this night just got worse. And I couldn't deny that I wasn't enjoying it a little too much.

“If I squeeze your bird hard when you're aroused, then I'll say, 'Sorry, I'm losing control,' I think you'll get angry, won't you?” Jake just kept quiet, he knew he was wrong. It's very rude to call a woman that way, but he's done it. It's just that, Syila's parable about repaying his treatment by squeezing his manhood, makes Jake's perverted brain think everywhere. “You want to try squeezing my junior?” Syila glared sharply. “If you're ready to be killed, okay, come on, I'll squeeze your sausage until it's flat.”

Ralph chuckle shaking his head. “And I don’t want to fuck you,” Ralph said shamelessly looking at her lips with a hooded gaze. Rara’s cheeks brightened further as she looked startled at him. “What? I guess we were playing ‘who lies better’.” he smirked. The attendant glared for the briefest second at Rara and walked away clicking her high heels. Rara unconsciously fisted the dress on her lap as she hit her inner cheek.

Gideon took the box and flicked the lid open to reveal a massive flawless diamond ring that sparkled with intimidating brilliance under the ambient lights. Maren stared at the obscene piece of jewelry and felt her throat tighten with a sudden overwhelming sense of dread. The ring looked heavy enough to drag her straight down to the bottom of the ocean and drown her in a sea of billionaire politics. "That stone is ridiculous, and nobody will believe a man like you bought something so extravagant without a hidden motive," Maren protested while taking a reluctant step backward.

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Are her movements still too stiff? "Can I be a little vulgar?" asked Angga as he moistened the small bulge at the front of Maureen's hole with the tip of his tongue. "It might sound pornographic to you." "What the hell is asking for permission?" Between wanting to see Angga's game and being annoyed that he kept questioning her, Maureen tried to sit against the headboard. Angga crawled up the bed, opening the gap that Maureen had closed. He lay down on Maureen's right groin, chasing his new toy there.

Her pulse quickened, but she obeyed. Raul smirked. “You brought your little plaything here. Interesting choice.” Victor’s eyes darkened. “She’s not your concern.” “Isn’t she?” Raul leaned forward. “You don’t usually let women this close to your business, Victor. Makes me wonder… has she gotten under your skin?” Victor’s grip on Olivia’s thigh tightened. A muscle ticked in his jaw. “Watch what you say, Raul.” Raul chuckled again, clearly enjoying himself. “Relax, I’m just making an observation.” He waved a hand, then turned serious. “But let’s talk business. You have something I want, and I have something you need.”

*** The sound of my shorts tearing registered in my brain, cool air from its absence soothing my burning core. “FUCK…Guys, she’s not wearing any underwear…” Bronx growled with Benji and Bayor joining in, the rumbling of it sending more pleasure shock waves through my body. “You’re our naughty girl, aren’t you?” he asked. I whimpered and nodded in response. “Words, babe, we need your words,” Benji reminded me.

Every time I took him deep a soft, throaty moan left me. “Ahh!!!nngh…yes…” His hands gripped my ass, helping me find a rhythm. I braced my palms on his chest and rode him harder, letting my head fall back. My moans got louder, freer. “Ohhh—Daniel—it feels so good—” “That’s it, baby. Fuck yourself on it. Let me hear you.” “I love riding your cock! I hope I'm doing it better than mommy!” I bounced faster. “Stop the comparison.”