Sexy Storm Novels & Stories

Logan and Adrian seize his wrists, forcing his fingers to curl around their own heat as they buck their hips up to occupy his greedy, desperate grip. Then, the pack shifts. Each of them taking their turn at the helm. Each of them claiming every angle, every possible position, every vulnerable inch of him. Lyon shatters when Logan enters him, then again as he is stretched around Rafael’s heavy, unrelenting heat. Brandon loses his composure in Lyon’s mouth, flooding his throat with a thick, salty tide that leaves his tongue painted a stark, pearly white—an act that forces Lyon over the precipice yet again. He is frantic, a starving man at a banquet as he takes Mateo into his mouth instead, whi

Jake’s good hand gripped her hip, guiding her rhythm, thumb circling her clit with perfect pressure. “Fuck, Em,” he rasped, leaning forward to suck one nipple into his mouth. “You feel like heaven.” She moaned his name, nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure built. The couch creaked beneath them. Their bodies slapped together in a rhythm that spoke of survival, love, and raw need. When Emma came, it was with a broken cry of his name, clenching around him in pulsing waves. Jake followed seconds later, burying himself deep and spilling inside her with a guttural moan, holding her tight as they rode the aftershocks together.

Sexy. Enchanting, but I seek a more subtle answer that doesn't make hint at the fact that I am turned on by my wife's hair and I'm seriously considering fucking her right on the table that holds their little baked condiments. “It's nice.” I nod, “Enjoying your wine?” “Raspberry tea.” Stormi grins. “Would you like to join us?” “Haa, Stormi. Why would a man be here?” Sasha frowns, and all three of them laugh like it's an inside joke I'm sitting out on.

And with a swift movement, he stripped her naked, placing her on the bed before sliding his manhood in her. He drove in and out of her, making her scream out in estacy. I shut my eyes, facing downwards, as I couldn’t take it anymore, but Stormy was quick to notice. “Hey bi*ch, raise up your fucking head,” he said with a grin playing on his lips. They continued for hours while I stood there exhausted. And after what felt like an eternity they both climaxed and fell asleep in each other’s arms. Seeing that they were fast asleep, I sneaked out of his room back to mine.

What kind of mess I am in now? ***************

I want it rough. Messy. Raw. And unashamed. I want to take every hard shaft, every hot load, and still come back for more. I love screaming and moaning, shaking from pleasure. I am Lena. And I own what I am. I’m the horniest cumslut ever.

The sharp yet calm stare in his eyes could make Vanya’s heart throb louder. She could remember clearly how hot her face felt when Kevin won’t let go of his stare. She imagined that she would look as red as a boiled crab. It didn’t stop there. His sharp and rich musky perfume scent made him look more attractive in Vanya’s head. Soon the girl realized that she was intoxicated with the man she was supposed to hate. ‌

He tug at my n¡pple as his tongue lashed out wickedly on the other. I dig my fingers into his hair as his to tongue slid down my skin, wicked– teasing. "Oh God!.." I moan out helplessly. I do hope the walls are sound proofed. I tug at his hair helplessly as he worked his mouth down my bare skin. Gently sliding my panties down his dark eyes roam down my entrance. I squirm at his open show of lust. Holding my thighs in place he lowers his head between my upraised legs and I let out a short gasp as his warm tongue slids over my my wet entrance. I shut my eyes and grabbed the sheets for support. Gary slids his tongue slowly over my mound. My whole body shiver in sheer ecstasy and I'm moaning out