Sexy Brat Novels & Stories

His fingers brushed up my outer thigh to my hip, sending a jolt through to me. “There is something incredibly sexy seeing my mate get fucked by my brothers. Do you want to see how incredible you are?” he whispered, his hand tracing my hip and lower back whilst the other reached into his pocket and showed me his phone. He pressed play. There was me, Sabastian and Gabriel together. It looked erotic, charged, and the sounds we all made only drove my lust further. At one point, I even turn to the camera. My cheeks flushed, a needy look in my eye before getting lost to the moment.

It was obscene, the way they worked together, one taking me deep, the other worshiping every inch I withdrew. “Fuck… both of you,” I growled, my voice rough. I smacked Sabrina’s ass hard, watching the ripple, her scream of pain morphing instantly into pleasure. I yanked her hair back until her spine arched. “Say it. Tell me what you are.” “I’m your slut!” she cried, voice breaking, tears staining her cheeks. “Your filthy slut! Use me!” “Louder.” “YOUR SLUT! USE ME!” The second girl laughed softly, licking across Sabrina’s breast before sucking a nipple into her mouth. Then, with wicked intent, she spread Sabrina wider and guided me lower.

"I love your dick. Fuck me harder." Jake let go of his hair and grabbed his hips again. He fucked Braden as hard as he could. He rammed his cock deep, hitting Braden's prostate with every stroke. Braden was going crazy, his moans getting louder and louder. The quarterback was jerking his own cock while Jake pounded him. "Say it," Jake demanded. "Tell me what you are." "I'm your slut," Braden yelled into the empty stadium. "I'm a cock slut. Breed me. Please breed my ass."

Then he strokes his free hand down my body, pushing the sheet down as he does so. 'You like it rough, don't you, Principessa? Of course you do, that bastard Santino is into BDSM. He likes to whip his girls. So you'll enjoy this.' He pinched my nipple between his fingers, then twisted it hard, making me scream out in pain. 'That's right, baby, scream for me.'

Before I know it he's on top of me I am on all fours as I was trying to get up his hand goes straight to my hair I am going to cut it if I survive this. He pushes me to the floor with my ass high the other hand removes my shorts I haven't stop trying to get away but I also don't want him to hit me again I just stay there he removes my shorts then panties kneeling behind me "stop moving I want to taste you" he removes his hands gripping my hips then I feel his tongue on my folds then clit he starts licking me slowly before eating me out ,how does he know all this he's seventeen I scream squirming to get away as i feel an orgasm coming I hate my body right now.

"You were. Do you like being a brat, or does it just come naturally to you?" "I want to be good," Sabrina moaned. "Fuck. I can see him tonguing you," Gemma said. She was only inches from you now, probably leaning in and looking from up close under Sabrina's ass. You spread Sabrina's cheeks, showing Gemma everything. "God, that's fucking hot. Your holes spread open like that for John. Would you let him fuck your ass if he wanted?" "Yes," Sabrina groaned. "You'd be a buttslut for him, too?" Gemma asked.

‘Don’t be scared Bratva Bitch, I’m sure you know what to do with this’ He pressed his length against her ass while his free hand moved to cup her breast, squeezing it through her crop top, she never wore a bra so it was too easy for him. Breathing heavily he pushed it up exposing them to his greedy hands, ‘My, my you are such a fucking whore Bratva Bitch. He lets you out with no bra? You are just asking for this then aren’t you?’

"You didn't hurt me. That was... God, Sergei, I've never felt anything like that." His smile is pure male satisfaction, his eyes glittering with dark promise. "I'll spend the rest of my life making you feel that and so much more. Mark my words, Tamara Katona Yevgeniy. You'll never know a night without pleasure so intense it leaves you crying out my name." My skin flushes with sudden heat, sensitive and tingling all over, especially between my thighs where he's just branded me with his mouth. I should be embarrassed by how responsive my body is, how much I want to experience that pleasure all over again.

He offers it to me, I open and suck his finger deep as I tongue the pad. In a graceful movement he’s down on his haunches in front of me. “I don’t understand what’s going on with you. But I will not abide you being a brat. Brats don’t turn me on. Do not turn our marriage into a battlefield. You will not win. I warned you a long time ago, I have no limits on doing whatever it takes to keep what is mine. You are mine. You belong to me. I protect what is mine, I keep what is mine. Do not push me, Celia.”

It's very erotic and before long we've both reached our climaxes. “DAMMNNNN, STEPH, fuuuuuck yeah.” Brady shouts. “BRADY!!!!! AHHHHH.” I yell. “You are so damn hot and gorgeous and sexy and smart. How the hell did I get so lucky?” He asks. “I'm the lucky one. I got a real man who is sexy, well endowed, treats me so good, and pleasures me like no other! Plus, he’s smart and loves the same career I do.” I smile.