Sex Slave Books の小説・ストーリー

But my impression of badboys was about to change. I sat in the library with a pile of history books on the table beside me. I copied something in my notebook while making reference to the bulky textbook open beside me. I dropped my pen down and sighed irritatedly as the sound of hushed moans kept distracting me. “Fuck yeah. I want three fingers now” The girl whispered huskily and I screwed my nose up in disgust. How could people actually pick a library out of all places to make out in? I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library.

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To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

"Get moving. Show me your underwear when you return so I know you've obeyed." She scampered to get her clothes. I put on my slave jewelry and Lisa put on her leathers. "You're very mean," Lisa said, "not letting her cum again." "Dominants are frequently mean. She might as well get used to it." I found one of my favorite sex slave books. One I tended to read certain passages of with some regularity before my own slavery started. Now, I only had to remember my own experiences, and I couldn't masturbate anymore, so there was no point.

"I will make the walls of this library shake." He guided his massive, dark cock to her wet, honey-stained opening. He didn't use any more cream. He wanted to feel her raw skin. He pushed his entire length inside her with one brutal thrust. Squelch. "AAHHH! MARCUS!" Sarah screamed. The sound hit the rows of books and bounced back. He began to fuck her with a heavy, slow rhythm. Every time he hit her, the leather chair groaned. Creak. Slap. Creak. He was hitting her womb with the force of a hammer. Sarah’s head was hanging back, her blonde hair touching the floor.

I froze, mesmerized and horrified by the disastrous, intoxicating sexiness standing before me. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to fight off the growing, shameful ache building deep inside my pussy. “Open your eyes, bitch,” he growled, moving even closer. I lifted my hands once more, clasping them together like I was praying in some temple. “You can stop with the prayers, bitch. I know you love rape p**n.” My eyes flew open wide. A sudden, heavy thud hit behind my chest wall, accompanied by a deep, squeezing sensation. How the hell did he know about that? My forehead furrowed into deep ridges, my lips forming a shocked pout.

Thabo gripped her hips with bruising force and rammed his monstrous cock into her soaked pussy in one savage thrust. “AAAAAHHH!” Isabella screamed, her voice echoing through the stone cellar. The searing, burning stretch was excruciating — her tight pussy was forced violently open around his enormous girth. She could feel every thick, bulging vein and ridge scraping harshly against her sensitive inner walls as he buried himself impossibly deep.

"I need the sexiest romance book you've got—full-on penetration and the dirtiest sex ever." The man licks his lips, swallowing before seeming to open a secret drawer underneath his desk. "I know what you need; this book is named, 'My naughty CEO boss and his enormous cock,' and it's everything you're searching for, my friend." I smile. "How much?" Two minutes later, I hurry to leave the bookstore. I ended up buying the goddamn book and some other dirty novels to keep me up all night while masturbating. These books will surely keep me from trying to straddle Hayden.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

I would love for him to be my first time if he uses that gentleness and warmth I see in him right now. I can’t seem to stop thinking about sex. This place is all about sex but a side of sex that I never knew existed or expected to see. Brandt owns the place, so he must also do those things to the women he has sex with. Oh my, now my mind is wandering to a whole different place. Brandt, bending me over his lap, spanking me. Would I moan or cry? Time to go! But first, I do have questions….