Sex Kir Novels & Stories

He knew she would probably have loved it after a few moments, but still it would never be okay and he also knew he had to do something when his mind went there, it had been too long. Sebastian went back into the club, looking for a woman to help him with that… Plain and simple, he was looking for someone who would be easy and submissive. Right now he didn't care if she was beautiful or even his type, as long as she was willing to give him a blow job somewhere dark, yeah he didn't even wanted the hassle of taking her somewhere to fuck her. He simply needed to get off. To be honest he wasn't a big fan of just using someone for his own sexual gratification, he actually preferred to have a girlf

And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x. “Ah Kyler ! Fuck !!” I spoke through gritted teeth when Kyler suddenly pinched and twisted my n*pples pleasurably hard and went King Kong with his Big Gong inside my tight chute. I did not know which was more arousing- his dirty talk or watching his thick pink sausage thrust in an out of my squelching hole in front of the locker room’s long mirror. Grrrrr. Oh shit ! I just realized that I was into and had a major kink for it, coz it did not take long before I was disobeying my furious mate and creaming all over his joystick just because of it.

his gaze snapped toward me, “you’re not man enough to stand where I stand. Not king enough to claim what is mine.” His voice dropped, turning vile. “I could give my little bride everything beyond the horizon, starting with pleasures beyond anything she’s ever imagined or felt. I could give her so much release and ecstasy in bed, you…” “OH MY GOD, AGAIN?!” Kira cut in before I could even say a word, throwing her hands up. “Is that all you talk about? Sex, pleasure, blah blah blah…like, we get it! You’re obsessed! You’re a horny bastard. Just shut up for a second!”

She shook her head, pulling away from me. "You're wrong." I waved my hands dismissively in the air. "C'mon, babygirl, don't be naïve; we're sexual beings. We only care for someone when sexual desires are fulfilled. Or have you seen a relationship succeed without sexual gratification?" I mouthed, going over to a particular wine curtain that demarcated my main secret room from my BDSM studio section. I swiped it to the side, revealing what was embedded in it to Nelly's full view.

he kissed her softly on the bed. “What…the hell?” she breathed, her voice hoarse. “That was…” “Intense?” Kyler supplied while I undid the collar. “Yeah…let’s go with that.” she laughed breathlessly. Kyler had already disposed of the condom and was lying beside her, pulling her close. “That was insane,” he said. “When did you get so Kinky, four eyes?” “Who knows,” I said mildly. “I never imagined Paraphilia to be this intriguing.”

“I love black holes.” I squirmed in my seat. “What are you doing?” I looked around. We were near the back of the planetarium with no one around them, but we were still in public. When I felt Kai’s hand slide inside my pants, his fingers finding my wet folds, I let out a hiss. I gripped the armrests as he slipped up and down my slit. “Kai, we shouldn’t do this. Not here.”

he said finally, voice low, almost a growl in its quietness, “we have no choice now but to confront it.” Her pulse jumped. “Confront what?” He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he stepped closer, just enough to erase the last remnants of space between them. She could see every subtle line of his face, every shadow under his eyes, every flicker of emotion he tried to hide. “This,” he said finally. “This—what we’ve been ignoring. The tension. The awareness. The… desire.” Amara swallowed hard. She could feel it now, in her chest, in her throat, in the tips of her fingers that itched for contact but didn’t move. “It’s real,” she whispered.

K.E.L.S.I::: Lexy tightened his grip on my waist as he gradually moved his mouth up to my neck, dragging his lip along my skin. I nodded. " Ye..yes" I stuttered, feeling embarrassed at my answer. "I have also yearn to kiss you too..." his voice was soft, almost a whisper. "...to feel the softness of your lip on mine" he groaned with his voice low and husky. I closed my eyes and groaned inwardly, "God! How could he have so much effect on me this way"?

This is it. I was about have sex on my kitchen island with a man I met a few days ago. Nothing crazy about that of course. I tried not to think about it too much, so I mainly focused on my body and how much on fire it was. Tristan was a great kisser, that's for sure. The way he gripped the back of my neck with one hand and my waist with the other drove me crazy. The way he moved his lips in a rhythmic manner on mine pushed my feelings to a certain ecstatic high that was enough to drive me insane.

he suddenly stopped with that registered smirk on his lips. "What do you want exactly," Dex furrowed his brows. "You know..(spins the knife with him playfully) I don't like it when someone filthy like you touch someone i adore," "Paige Is just s lowly waitress, she is not fit for you, maybe cause she is beautiful backside and front side, is that the reason you adore her?" "Shut up!" He tore his face with the knife making him Dex wince in pain. And in the process, Ryan shirt was stained with blood.