Novel & Cerita Sexy Hairy Man

Something that mirrored the way we’d devour each other. But curiosity arose. What was the hype about straight sex anyway? I told myself it was just to mock them and prove how little they appealed. So I clicked a random video in the hetero category. The woman was on her knees with her mouth open but my eyes locked on the man who stepped into frame. Glasses perched on a greek nose, buttoned shirt that hid his broad shoulders. Then he stripped to reveal carved abs, thighs like thick columns and his cock; thick and twisted ropes for veins. It began to harden into something obscene.

And Bella just chuckled softly as she watched Stev come out of her room taking wide strides. . . . Screams of women in sexy clothes could be heard filling around the racing arena when a man with jet black hair got out of the car he was driving. The women couldn't stand still as they saw a handsome creature like that reincarnation god here. Pure white skin without the slightest scar. Facial sculptures with beautiful shapes. His thin cheeks and thin mouth matched his sharp nose. But what made the women unable to stop screaming was the sharp, eagle-like gaze that could hypnotize them.

“I feel like I’m watching live porn right now, girls.” “Jesus. I think I just cummed.” “Stop calling Jesus. The guy is tired of us calling his name so sinfully.” “Forget about sin. We already belong in hell. God, this is so fucking sexy.” The man looked back at me smolderingly. “Fuck, beautiful. Touch me somewhere else this time. Spank me of you want to. The harder you hit me, the more the pain. The more the pain, the more the pleasure, baby.” The girls screamed deafeningly, shivering and shuddering from the unbelievably sexual obscenity unfolding in front of my eyes right now.

Suddenly the anger disappeared from my body. I didn't notice that I was looking at him. From his beautiful physique. Sharp nose and black hair and up to his round eyes. My throat almost itched when my gaze moved to the middle of his pants. Confused, the nanny looked at the man behind me. "Sir, I'm really sorry, she ran away suddenly." The girl nodded and looked at his daddy, "Sorry daddy! I saw my new teacher." I almost turned around when his daddy looked at me. "Daddy? He looks like a girl, doesn't he?"

I raise my hands and wrap around his neck backward. "I hate that you do this for a living," he shouts in my ear to be heard over the music. I push my butt into his groin. "It sure doesn't feel like it." A tall guy with a thick bushy dark beard who reminds me of the Paul Bunyan statue we saw earlier today steps into the small bubble of space Huxley and I share. He moves his hips trying to match my pace and Huxley reaches out with a hand and pushes him away. I can't see his face, but I know the expression is enough to scare the toughest of men away. It's the same look he gives anyone who gets close.

he sneered through the line. “You had my fingers cut off, you son of a bitch. What do you think? The best I’ll ever be again is a fur baby for some animal freak like you. You want to kill me, do it. You want me working at your club of freaks, I’m yours, but the shit with everyone else stops.” His breathing had grown louder and more erratic. I could picture his face in my mind. The fucking man was turned on. I’d handled so many kinks but Cartwright was in an entirely different league. I knew the rumored snuff films were no rumor.

I can't believe he is getting off on this! The man kisses the side of my face, and I try not to pass out when his bad breath hits me in the face when he speaks. "Hurting people excites me," he whispers, licking my earlobe before chuckling. "And I will have so much fun pulling you apart on this bed. Finger after finger. Toe after toe, and then, when you're a bloody mess, I will fuck your tight little cunt until you bleed out." I'm shaking so violently that I feel like I might lose consciousness. This man is insane, and he is going to kill me. How do I get out of this? I hate being a human sometimes!

every word that came out of that man’s mouth left me in tears. What was going on? How the hell did this man see me have sex with Sawyer? Did Sawyer really create a big show for this man to watch? Did he really show his mate naked to this man? “I said, fucking shut up,” Sawyer yelled, and the other man started laughing. “If you hate it so much, why show it to me? You know why? Because you like it. You want me to see her and get aroused. You want to share her with me, or else why would you spread her legs so far apart that I could see her vagina deep inside--” I covered my ears and sprinted upstairs, unable to hear any more of that filth.

The chant ended, and slowly, shakily, I opened my eyes. A man was sitting in front of me. And not just any man. A completely naked, devilishly handsome man with a wicked grin and shoulders that went on for miles. His body looked like he was sculpted from marble, and he was sitting cross-legged, with the biggest cock I'd ever seen casually in his lap. He was a wetdream. I screamed.

I woke up wondering where I was and froze when I saw a large hand and arm wrapped around me. I slowly turned around and saw Sylvius' peaceful face, and he was sleeping soundly. I could clearly see his long eyelashes and his thick red lips, which I had only noticed now. This man looks like he has mixed heritage. It explains why he's enormous. I clench my legs as if I can still feel his large and thick c*ck going in and out of my entrance. He was so big, but I took him inside me. I had the best orgasms from him that I've ever experienced. Even my husband didn't do that to me. Last night was raw and wild, and it feels right.