Renpet Erotica Mga Nobela at Kwento

Santa Claus whipped me again and again, but all that escaped my mouth were my moans as I whined on the body, wishing to be released so I could jump on him and ride the piece of meat in between his legs. "Yes, Daddy." I licked my bottom lip seductively as he thrust the whip to a side, before grabbing the oil and rubbing all over his cock, till it glistened. He took it out and inserted it inside my pussy, before using the remote control to trigger it to work inside me. I squirted hard on the bed as it seemed as if electricity was buzzing through me, hard. "Shit! What a mess!" He made fun of me as my cheeks burned from embarrassment.

sending the girthy item straight into her moist slit – balls deep in one motion. The mature woman roared with delight, her back arching instinctively with overt satisfaction. Nicole always loved feeling a virgin shaft penetrate her deepest parts, in the most wanton, taboo, erotic of fashions! “So hot...” Gwen sighed, rubbing her own clit at the spectacle. “I want to be fucked just like that...” “And indeed you will,” Nicole smiled. “But right now, it's mommy's turn! Now rail that tight pussy, virgin boy!” She barked.

My hips snapped into my fist as a moan tore out of my lips, eyes pressed shut. I was close already. Pathetic. I imagined spreading her open and burying myself so deep she forgot how to speak, stretching her until she could accommodate every inch of me, until her eyes rolled to the back of her head and never came back. “Valencia—” The name tore out of me like a curse. I came so hard my vision blacked out, thick ropes of cum hitting the shower floor, knees buckling. My raw wrists screamed under the water, blood mixing with everything else, running pink down the drain.

There I was thinking about Tory again I shut my eyes as I thrust in and out,she was in my head, and I couldn't get her out, her tightness, her sweet cunt smell, stuck in my mind. I turned Charis over aggressively, channelling all the anger in me into fucking her, pounding her ass roughly. She was responsive, screaming and moaning and cussing out I finally thrust all my sperm into her pussy and she cried out in pleasure “Fuckkkk, I love you you Shawn Tates” she let out, laying down on the bed. I got up , making my way to the bathroom without saying a word

I lasted another twenty minutes before I broke during the next intense scene. The man had the redhead on her back, legs over his shoulders, pounding her mercilessly. Ken’s voice was low and filthy. “Deeper. Breed her. Pump that womb full. Look at how her cunt is creaming all over your cock. Make her squirt if you can. Harder. Fuck her like you’re trying to knock her up.” I couldn’t take it anymore. While Ken was focused on the cameras, I slipped my hand under my skirt and pressed two fingers against my clit over my soaked panties. Just light pressure. Just enough to take the edge off.

“But having you at fifty percent—now that’s something he can’t ignore. That’s going to drive him crazy.” I shook my head. “It’s not enough. He’s not suffering enough yet. I need him to feel it… all of it.” Renata’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smile. “Then you punish him more,” she said. “Do the things he hates. Since you're not exclusive, force him to share. Push him to the edge.” What is she planning? I blinked at her. “I don’t want a boyfriend or another fuck buddy.” She smiled. “Do you really think Andrade doesn’t have whores?” she asked, her tone cold. “He isn’t exclusive. Do you think you’re the only one? He fucks other men, women perhaps…”

The black tattoos crawling up her ribs shifted and stretched as her body worked. Selene rode him slowly at first. She rolled her hips in smooth circles, grinding down so his cock rubbed against every sensitive spot inside her. The stretch felt deep and satisfying. Her wetness coated his shaft and leaked down over his balls. Each slow grind made wet, soft sounds that filled the quiet locker room. Remy’s bound hands clenched into fists above his head. He could feel every tight squeeze of her pussy around him. The heat of her body surrounded his cock completely. He watched in the mirror as her ass lifted slightly and sank back down, taking him deep again and again.

Bethany had more than once mused that every time her ex- boyfriend, who was sixteen at the time when they broke up, had sex with his college girlfriend he was being raped- at least in the legal sense of the word. Bethany liked to pretend that consoled her. But really I wanted to be the one to console her even now in the kitchen while it was just her and me and no one else, while we had this one private moment together, just the two of us. I would tell her right here, right now no more holding back, consequences be damned. I pulled myself from the edge of the cliff one more time. The secret fantasy that I had harbored since Bethany had first been dumped flooded my mind despite my best efforts

My hips lifted to meet it. I closed my eyes and let myself imagine it was him...his weight, his breath against my neck, the way he used to hold me open. The fantasy mixed with the real stretch and pressure until my breathing turned uneven. I fucked myself harder, the base of the toy grinding against my clit on every inward stroke. Pleasure coiled tighter. My toes curled against the sheets. A low moan slipped out before I could stop it. I didn’t slow down. I kept going, chasing the edge, the red light painting everything in the room the same heated color while the music hummed low in the background.

Elena pressed one finger inside me, slowly and carefully. “Oh… Fuck.” I moaned. “That’s it,” she murmured. “Let me in.” She added a second finger, stretching me further. The burn was sharp at first, then melted into something hot and overwhelming. Elena pumped her fingers slowly, twisting and curling, hitting that perfect spot with every thrust. My cock leaked steadily onto the desk, my moans growing louder. “Oh fuck, Elena.” When she pulled her fingers out, I almost protested. Then I heard the soft sound of her stepping into something. I glanced back and saw the black strap-on she had taken from the drawer, the thick silicone cock. Elena coated it with more lube, her eyes locked on mine.