Sexy Booktok Novels & Stories

Let's go and dance, Cassie soon spluttered after gulping the wine down and with the help of wine on Rinna's head she accepted and all walked to the floor. Yes.....yes...with Baila Comigo the song of Selena Gomez playing Rinna danced just like a trailed model .. dancing like crazy whichwhich soon earned her the attention from the men and with in an instant she suddenly felt two large hands on her waist trying to grind against her from behind. Sorry I can't do this..., Rinna immediately snapped the moment her body got alarmed but the bastard wasn't listening...his callous fingers were instead gripping her thighs in the damaged trouser.

Suddenly the woman leaned forward, pointing the cock upward with her hand, placing it between her boobs. “Ahh...” Sienna smiled. “Tittyfuck!” Indeed it was. The voyeur woman slid those dainty fingers in and out of her runny slit. It was an amazing scene to behold. These random boobs being squeezed and squished around this random cock; the girl lifted and lowered her body, stroking the shaft with her boobs as it were. Sienna loved it! The sight of a lean, sexy body being subjugated by a rigid penis. Down on her eyes, pleasuring the man whether he wanted it or not.

She felt heat rise to her face. “Honey, normal is boring! Intense sex is the good shit. Some guys fumble. Some guys are selfish. Some guys think p**n is a documentary. Dean sounds like he delivered a masterclass. Welcome to the world competent fucking, my darling. It only gets better from here. You learn what you like, what you think drives him wild…" She waggled her eyebrows at her friend. Wren smiled. “Did he…?” Grace made a circling motion with her finger.

Plausible deniability. “I see,” she said. “You said I was sexy. Were you just kidding around?” He smiled at her. “Maybe a little.” “I knew it.” “But you are sexy, Luna. Sexy is very subjective. Fun can be sexy. Cute girls with leaves in their hair can be sexy.” “So, how do I be sexy?” she asked. “Like, when I want to be?”

he asked plainly, like he was asking about the weather. My mouth opened. Closed. Heat crawled up my neck. “Wow. We’re jumping right in today, huh?” “Answer the question.” I swallowed. “Yeah. I did.” He nodded. “Why?” “Because I was thinking about what you said.” “Which part?” “That I use sex to disapear.” He tilted his head. “And did it help?” “No,” I admitted. “It made me feel more alone.” “That’s progress.” I rolled my eyes. “It feels like hell.”

He lifted his camera and said, “Go on, good girl. Show me.” I fluffed my blanket and pillow, placing the phone on it before leaning back and making sure I was in center. Licking my lips, I leaned back on the bed and slowly tugged up my top. Sean took a sharp breath. Blood rushed my cheeks, watching him. He took his fill, dark, glittering eyes staring at my bare chest from the screen. I tucked a hair lock behind my ear and wondered if it was satisfying enough for him. “Fucking perfect, Princess,” he groaned, his hand flexing underneath the screen. “I want your tits in my mouth. Need to bite them. Mark them. Show everyone who you belong to.”

Moist heat pools between her thighs and she grips his shoulders, her nails digging in to his skin. “You are so fucking sexy.” Gabe whispers to her, nipping at her neck as he moves his head towards her chest. She tilts my head back, panting for breath. Was he going to..? She had read about this in a book, but she can't assume that it feels as good as they say..

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

Alexa tried to get up, shifting her face away from his searching mouth, refusing to let those mouth find hers and wreck havoc to her already inflamed senses. Her but dy was acting out of control, she wanted to raise her hand to slap him but found that herself pulling him down to her through his tie. She was hot and needed to mate! But I am not a teenager, anymore she tried to reason with herself. Why then can I not control this heat?' Hector was going insane with the feelings ravaging his body and mind as he continued kissing her, tearing off his clothes. This woman was going to be the end of him, he thought.

I laughed again, the sound raw and genuine for the first time in weeks. “My body loves you a lot. You became the master of my dick — it throbs the second it senses you near. Riding your game is better than fighting it. I want to sexperience more with you. Again and again. In the dark. In the silence. Until neither of us can pretend anymore.” I picked up my phone and opened the dummy account. My fingers flew across the screen before doubt could catch up. You’re fucking the best among the best, my sexy model! You made me crave for more. Next time?