Sexy Makeouts Novels & Stories

I caressed a side of her waist before I moved my lips off hers and brought them closer to her ear. "You're making me horny." I groaned into her ear sliding my arm down the lower part of her thigh. I gripped it gently gently and propped her knee to my waist and continued kissing her again, squeezing beneath her skin. "Do you feel me?" I asked pressing her close to me. "Um.." She murmured quivering. "Hey you guys coming?" Mefisto's muffled voice came out and we pulled away making me growl under my breath. "Uh..yeah." I said ignoring the annoyance I felt.

Roy said coldly. Sophie's cover got throw away by him, and two naked bodies were facing to each other again. Sophie looked at the muscular male body in front of her, and she was angry and hateful, her face flushed with shyness, anger...

Her mouth was open for my kiss by the time I reached her. I loved the taste of pussy and cum in tandem – the polarities of pure sex, in the beautiful twist of tongues. This particular set of polarities was perfection in human form. We laid together on the chesterfield awhile in the aftermath of orgasm, with me at her back, my arms holding her tight. I breathed in the scent of her coconut hair as we calmed together, and it was a peace I hadn’t known in months. I, Julian Lockley, am a sex addict, who likes the degradation of barely legal girls.

“See? You like it.” Maya’s hips twitched helplessly, betraying her. “Zoe…” Zoe leaned in, nipping at her neck. “Say hi to them while I make you moan.” Maya whimpered, shaking her head. Zoe tilted her chin toward the camera. “Smile, baby. They’re paying for this.” Heat surged through Maya’s veins, shame and arousal twisting together until she could hardly tell them apart. She glanced at the screen, at the flood of filthy comments cheering her on. Her lips parted, a broken little sound escaping.

"Don't... don't stop now." "Please," Dante echoed, his composure finally, truly gone. Mark was in the corner, his hand in his pants, stroking himself as he watched the woman he had neglected become a goddess of desire. "I want to milk you," I said, my voice cold and commanding. "Individually. I want to see which one of you can handle me the best." I lay back, lifting my legs way above my head in a wide V, inviting Jax first. He thrust into me as I enjoyed the view of his rigid abs while his eyes devoured the bounce of my breasts.

“Make the little slut scream around my cock.” He obeyed, hips snapping faster, the confessional creaking under the force. Amelia’s cries grew frantic, her body shaking as another orgasm built. Luca’s own growls turned desperate—“Fuck, she’s milking me… I’m going to fill this holy cunt again!”—his voice rough with raw lust. The scent of fresh arousal sharpened, musky and obscene.

The first message was: [Jason, I don't think you're suited to seduce Nina. [You're more suited to seduce me. Nina is so boring. She's just a blockhead.] After reading through the whole chat history, I realized Gemma had quite the appetite. Not only was she hanging onto Samuel, she also wanted to have a little something with Jason. Unfortunately for her, Jason almost never replied. I could feel a sudden desire to win pulsing inside of me. "Seen enough?" My head was lowered, so I did not notice Jason standing in front of me with only a towel wrapped around his waist, looking down at me.

When he finally unleashed, it was a full overload: machine in my pussy, his cock in my ass, Hitachi on my clit, clamps on nipples. I squirted endlessly, body convulsing. Alex joined again, watching the double-penetration and gaping displays. Multiple creampies, facials, tit coverage, and throat pies left me a happy, destroyed mess.

You hissed because he's too hard for your swollen p*ssy. He then opened his eyes and held your waist. You bit your lips and gave this sexy intense glare. He grabbed his dick and put inside your hole. He pushed you in and you slowly sat on his dick. " Fuck me baby .. Make me scream your name now .. " T

She wanted aggressive coitus, was soaking wet from masturbating on the drive down, and was expecting my ultimate effort. This was a combination of 'I'm lonely and it is your fault' sex and 'make-up' sex. I stole a glance at Libra's bedside clock. Marla jumped backwards onto the middle of the king-sized bed. I pursued her as rapidly as my wound would allow. This didn't even take a Year One effort from me. I pushed her down, she kissed the hell out of me, hands grasping my ears, and I sent my fingers after her pussy.