Sex Read の小説・ストーリー

She was not some prepubescent virgin girl who was too bashful at words that hinted at sex, but seeing it written in such plain, raw words suddenly made her so sheepish. 52. Both parties are at liberty to decide where and when they may engage in sexual relations, and they must be specified. (Oral, anal, conventional sex, BDSM, threesome, toy play, etc). “I want to change it,” she croaked. “What do you want to change about it?” He asked. “Don’t you see what’s wrong with it?” She asked. He sighed. “This will go by quicker if you just tell me what you think instead of going around in circles.”

she said again, voice much less certain. “Best kind,” he said and moved. It was sex born of frayed nerves and too many nights watching people almost die. Rough, yes, but not cruel. Fast, but not careless. Their bodies crashed together, found rhythm, lost it, and found it again. Sienna clutched at his back, blunt nails dragging red lines down his shoulder blades. “You’re going to be impossible tomorrow,” she muttered. “I’m already impossible,” he grunted. “At least now you’ll know why you’re mad.”

Renna Sex with Xavier was like nothing I could have imagined. Not that I had anything to compare it to, but the undeniable pull between us only grew with each touch, kiss, and taste. Despite, the pain of him being inside of me, I couldn’t deny the overwhelming pleasure I took from it. It was as if he was designed for me and my body. Being my mate, I guess he was. It also helped that hands down he was the sexist man I had ever seen. Since he marked me, it’s like every nerve in my body was in tune with his. I felt to ripples of his pleasure through the bond which only increased mine.

“You mean the trauma or the sex?” “Both. But mostly the sex.” “Ugh,” I rolled my eyes. “It was… fine. Moody. Like he was auditioning for a perfume ad but in bed.” “Moody sex is so overhyped,” Rhea sighed. “Give me a man who laughs during foreplay and eats my pussy like his rent depends on it.” “RH—” “I SAID WHAT I SAID.” I was wheezing. “You need help.” “I need a man who knows how to make pancakes and doesn’t ghost me after three days. Speaking of, did you even finish, or was he one of those ‘Did you cum?’ types?”

Her hips began to move slowly, taking him in and out. Their eyes were locked into each other as she slowly rode him. It wasn't one of their fucking session. It was sweet sex like lovers or mates. After a while, Reika lost control as she began to move her hips crazily, eager to meet her release. More sexy growls came from Radolf's lips who was watching her breasts bouncing all the time. It was the first time that he had the chance to see her pleased face. It was so sinfully beautiful that he didn't think that one orgasm was enough to burn the desire. He grabbed onto her hips fiercely, thrusting himself at the same time. Both of their moans echoed in the room and at the same time, their joined

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

“Fuck, is like a curse word but it is also a slang for sex, and sex is a physical act of intimacy between two people that involves the male cock and the female vagina for pleasure, and it can also be the process of making babies.” “So, you have a cock? And if you put it inside me, we could make babies?” she asked innocently, making me groan. “Yes.” I rubbed a hand on my face, adjusting my dick, stirring at her innocence. “Can we do sex?” she asked, and my breath hitched. “People in my book do it a lot and they’re not even married, but we are.” She looked at me expectantly. “What kind of book is that?” I asked, blinking at her.

I asked raising my hand. "You've been answering every question already." Thuso said as she ran her fingers through Zo's locks. "But anyways my perfect sex would be, wait are we talking about sex sex or sex?" I was confused because sex sex and sex are two different things. "Sex sex Foxie." K sighed and I smiled happy to explain what I would like someday. "Oh okay, I believe it would be slow sex, with you and your beloved partner obviously just talking you know? Simple yet very intense."

He had never heard anyone expressed those words in a sentence before. Was she that drunk, so drunk that she was coming onto him. Did she even know the definition of sex, at least Alexander's definition of sex? He wasn't a man that did sex. He was a psycho that gave his all, tore through a night with any woman that got his manhood standing.

“Take it, selene. Ride me like my personal slut that you are.” “Yes, Master,” she gasped, nails clawing red lines across his chest. “Yes, take it all—fuck, take it all!” She bounced harder, breasts slapping against his chest, hair plastered to her sweat-soaked face, eyes wild. Alexander growled and bit her throat, leaving his mark deep, his teeth carving ownership into her skin. She screamed for him, back arched, cunt tightening around his cock like a velvet vice. He spilled inside her with a violent groan, his seed flooding her, but Selene wasn’t finished. Not even close. She smiled through her moans, wicked, defiant, and kept moving, grinding his cock through the aftershocks until he snarl