Sexy Stor Novels & Stories

She was clawing at the black leather of the bench. Leo was thrusting with all his might. He was hitting her womb so hard that Sarah’s whole body was jumping off the bench. He didn't care that Marcus was watching. He didn't care about his father. He just wanted to fill her up. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Sarah chanted. The erotica of the gym was brutal. The sound of the metal, the smell of the rubber, and the sight of Marcus watching made Leo feel like a god. He was stretching her wide. He was making her scream.

CHAPTER 51. THE RELENTLESS STORM SELENE'S POV "Fuck, fuck." The word tears from my throat, a raw, ragged sound, yet it’s drowned out, absorbed by the relentless rhythm of his body against mine. I’m crying out loud, guttural pleas, desperate whimpers, but he doesn’t give me a chance to breathe, not even a single, fleeting gasp. He moves faster, a primal force, pounding into me, slamming his hips against mine with an unyielding power that leaves me breathless and utterly consumed. The sound of our skins, slick with sweat and desire, is getting louder, a wet, rhythmic slapping that echoes through the room. It’s much, *much* wetter than before, a lewd, visceral symphony that reverberates through

She seemed to be furious and approached Arya with a glare before turning to stare at Ryker with an aggrieved expression. What was going on? That was the thought that those who didn't know who the beautiful woman was had in their mind. Including Arya. “You homewrecker!” The woman yelled at Arya. “Huh?” Arya felt offended and also confused. She turned to Rykerbonly to see him signaling to the security. “You couldn't keep your hands to yourself, that's why you had to seduce him!” The woman continued to scream at Arya as she inched closer not noticing the security staff that were arriving.

HARRYS POV: I had the best time of my life today . When she told me her story , I wanted to murder her ex and wanted to add some sense in her dad's fucking brain and tell him what he was missing on .When we entered the beach , I thought she was going to have a panic attack .I don't know why but i got so protective. I wanted to protect her from the world and its cruelty and never let her go . I wanted her to trust me enough to just be herself with me without any care of the world. And GOD! that kiss. Uffh , That was the best kiss i've ever had . It was different . I had kissed many celebrities since i started my career but that kiss , It felt like everything . It was like rain and fire a

They pause and stare at her. "You mean the fair skinned goddess?" They chorus and Stacey rolls her eyes. "Yeah... that one" She says and drops the glass of water back on the table. Zoey slides her food away and dabs at her mouth with a napkin. "Well.... just a little. Selene has got this enthralling smile and damn it Stace, she's got the perfect hourglass figure... plus she's the richest bitch here" Zoey tells her and Stacey nods.

she gasped, the word barely audible, torn from her throat by the sheer intensity of her need. Sebastian didn’t make her wait. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself inside her tight, wet heat. The sensation was sudden and intense, a sharp stretch that bordered on pain but quickly melted into a blinding pleasure. Celestia cried out, her head falling forward, her forehead resting against the cool stone of the counter. He filled her completely, stretching her walls, hitting spots deep inside her that she didn’t know existed.

Sienna crawled up Lena’s body like a predator, eyes dark with lust. “We’re not stopping tonight,” she said, voice low and rough. “I want to do every filthy thing I’ve ever imagined with you.” Lena grabbed Sienna’s face and kissed her hard, tasting their mixed juices on her tongue. “Then do it. Fuck me like you’ve been dying to. I want it rough.” Sienna grinned and reached into her suitcase beside the bed. She pulled out a thick, black strap-on harness with a realistic veiny dildo attached. Lena’s eyes widened, a fresh rush of wetness flooding between her legs.

I declared as I pushed two fingers into her tight hole, making her groan in pain. I would have preferred getting her more wet, but she was being difficult and I needed to hear her yell my name. “That’s right, baby.” I stated as I repeatedly withdrew my fingers before pushing them in harder. “You should see how tight her pūssy wraps around my fingers, Padrino.” I teased the asšhole through the video. I really wish I could see his face when he watches the video. He should never have messed with what’s mine. Santoro men are untouchable, as is what’s ours.

"Hold on a sec, which hotel are we going to?" "We are going to a five-star hotel so that your first experience will be unforgettable," answered Carlo, who was still touching her legs. "I don't object if that is what you want. But as you promised earlier, be gentle with me, okay? You are experienced with this so you should know how to make me comfortable while satisfying your sexual needs." A proud half-smile tilted Carlo's mouth. "Of course, sex should be comfortable, Tricia. I assure you that you will feel irresistible pleasure the moment you feel my d*ck inside your wet p*ssy."

Why is he damn acting like a pervert when she was being serious? "Just answer my question and stop provoking me," "No, I didn't of course," he replied still with a smirk on his lips. She made a sigh of relief. At least this idiot didn't spill anyone's blood. "Butt..." He threw her to the bed, then lied on her. "What the hell are you doing?" "You are so sexy right now, too sexy. How could you seduce me using my own shirt and how can your hair be so wet and hot?" Her eyes widened in his comment.