Shamless Com Novels & Stories

I’d be a hassle to anyone looking to be pleased sexually. “Lisa, no one wants to see me naked. I’m sure of it.” Lisa waved her hands. “Oh, please girl! You still got hips that won’t quit, big titties, and a beautiful face. Someone is going to want you.” I raised a brow. “I see you didn’t mention my ass.” “Uhm. You aren’t working with much in that department, so... Thank God you were blessed with a pretty face.” Lisa’s phone pinged as she took it. “Holy shit! Remy just posted” she came to me, showing me.

“Missed this wet little hole? It’s been throbbing all day thinking about you.” Grace sank onto the bed, spreading her legs wide for the camera. The room was softly lit, just enough to hide her face in shadow while showing every curve of her body. She’d named the account ASlimySlut because that’s exactly how she felt when she touched herself—filthy, dripping, desperate. Subscribers were already piling in. Her first few posts had gone semi-viral in the right circles: thick stepmom types who moaned like they needed cock more than air.

I checked the sender and it's Shamika damn, now I really wanna know what's her style when it comes to house decorations and size, after 15 minutes of trying to open the pictures and the video I finally did " Oh shit!" I mumbled once I seen what she sent, her naked pictures, vixen styles, and our sex session video? " shit shit shit!" luckily Alexa couldn't open this stuff coz i'll be a dead man walking now " what's wrong? I heard you cursing out loud?" she came running back making me close the attachments actually deleting them " babe? You look like you've seen a ghost what's up?did you manage to open those attachments?" she asked looking concerned

She shoved the dildo as deep as it would go and held the vibrator mercilessly against her swollen clit until she couldn’t take it anymore. Only then did she switch everything off and collapse back onto the bed, chest heaving, thighs shiny with her own cum. For a long moment, she just lay there, naked, spent, and glowing with shame and satisfaction. Then she picked up her phone. The red light was still blinking. The video had captured everything. Emma’s hands shook as she opened her messages, found Marcus’s contact, and attached the video. Her thumb hovered over the send button for several agonizing seconds. “Fuck it,” she whispered.

Taking off my uniform, I rushed to mum's room, trying out all her sexy nightwears, before settling for one with a plunge neckline. I also took a suction base dildo she'd hidden away since she got married. It wasn't as big as Frank's dick, but it would do. I leaned backwards, resting my back against the sofa as I turned on Frank's laptop. He had no idea that I knew his password. I was going to have so much fun with myself. I played the first p**n video I saw. It was a scene of a woman giving a passionate blowjob. 'Fuck, that was hot', I thought as the woman fit his entire dick in her mouth without gagging.

He smiled politely and headed to his home office. I couldn’t stop staring as he walked away. His powerful frame, the quiet authority in his stride… I caught myself twirling a lock of hair. Later, I texted my friend Sam: “DILF ALERT. Her husband is insanely hot. I want to ride him right in that office chair. I’d drop under his desk in a heartbeat. Queen Slut status incoming?” Sam and I laughed about it in our volleyball group chat. It was all fantasy..or so I told myself. Our “Queen Slut” title went to whoever had done the wildest thing lately. The previous holder had sucked off two different guys in one night.

(if you are done then leave me) I said to him with fake anger. "Kyu aapko hamare saath iss tharah sharam aa rahi hh kya? (Why are you feeling shy like this?) He asked in his fake innocent voice. "You know what Mr...... Sharam ladkiyon ka gehna hota hh , or muje gehno ka Koi shokh nhi hh...." (Shame is the jewel of girls, but I have no interest in jewelleries.....) I told him with attitude and confidence in my voice.

She always supported her precious daughter even she she knew she was at fault and blame it on me. I want in to my room took a shower and collapsed on my bed . I picked the ten commandment I was asked to read but before I could read it my phone range ,Angela's name appeared on the screen. I clicked on the screen pressing answer"Sammy you didn't call me?how was the meeting did you meet any hot guy?is Mr DiCaprio hot?"she whined. "Shut your mouth angi,I went for a job interview not some whoring contest ,"I whispered shouted through the phone. I had to be careful in my words, these isn't the first time evil Chole has been spying on me like an old creep.

What is it with guys and displaying those? “Hey, man, you care to join? I can be quite generous and release one for you.” If Shameless were a person, it would be Dave. I’ve seen this type of thing in movies. What do they call it again? Threesome. One girl was touching his weapon of mass destruction, the other was working on his nipples, and the idiot was lying down, moaning like a pig. Then I heard it. Paaaa! “Your ass is quite soft. You care for a trip?”

I gasp at that sudden action. I lay flat on the mattress, naked. Standing there, he could see every inch of my body clearly. I shut my legs squeezing them, it is an instinctive action that I didn’t even realize that I did that until he rise brow, and his eyes became dark. He has watched me many times, but this is different. The lights are on and he could even easily see any tiny trace of hair near my womanhood. “Rule number,” He paused. “I don’t know.” He forgets how many rules we kept. All for nothing. “Never be ashamed of being naked before me. You don’t deny me from seeing what’s mine.”