Slippery T Novels & Stories

I ran my index finger on the slit. “Ahh please please fu..ahh”. I parted her lip and ran my finger over clit , she was completely dipping. I slided two fingers inside her and began to rhythmically pump them , I started to rub her bundle of nerves , her moaning was getting louder. I lifted her up and placed her on hand and knees on the couch. She was trembling in needs

The small slip of fabric was barely covering her ass, and the way those perfect globes swayed against my touch, it was so fucking enticing. Shrugging my shirt off, I threw my breeches on the log chair. Running a finger over her pussy, I rubbed her clit softly. She was slowly getting wet but didn't move. I dipped my finger into her slickness, sliding it in and out. My breathing picked up as my fingers met little resistance.

"I'm Havier or Havi for you." "I know." The young man could feel his finger gracing Katherine's. Katherine's hands were soft and tiny and warm. The touch created a sensation as if there were a colony of butterflies flapping their wings together inside Havi's chest. Then left a tingling restless sensation that was very foreign to him. 'What's this?'

My heart pounds fast. A thinner tentacle slithers up my inner thigh. It brushes my crotch. The slime soaks through my wetsuit. It finds the seam. The tip presses hard. It rips the fabric open. Cool water flows over my bare pussy. The tentacle tip touches my folds. It parts them slow. I gasp. Bubbles escape my lips. The tip circles my clit. It's swollen from the cold. The tentacle has a small mouth at the end. It opens. Suction pulls on my clit. Gentle at first. It tugs and releases. My body jerks.

My fingers tremble on the silk belt, and I realize it’s not fear. It’s thrill. Because I’ve never been this seen before. The First Slip The silk belt loosens in my fingers before I even make the choice. It falls open, just enough for the robe to part down the middle. The chat explodes. “Holy fuck!!!!!” “Don’t stop.” “Closer, baby.” I can feel the heat from my own skin radiating in the still air of my room. The robe slides further with every breath, catching on my elbow like it’s pretending to protect me, but we both know that’s a lie.

The seer fired back making everyone laugh. “Trolls are not violent dear seer, they are the same as your kind, they are not violent, but it doesn’t mean that there won’t be any rotten potatoes in a sack. Like you.” The troll elder fired back as well but before the seer could say anything else Tia chanted a spell and sealed his mouth. “You should have done that a long time ago.” The troll elder said to Tia.

The rest were falling victim to the slime one by one, and all with rather hideous results. Sia tried to dodge another attack, but the seven inch heels which she had obviously bought under Type influence slid through some of the residue slime causing him to land heavily on his butt right in middle of puddle of slime. “I just wanted some sushi,” he whined. Ray neatly blust through one of the slime men's. “How about some slug sashimi?” he called out. Sia face took on an unflattering shade of green.

When I see Reese Chapman again, it is exactly three years after I sever our mate bond. It is also the third year since I completely seal my wolf and hide at the edge of the Shadow pack territory, living as an insignificant healer. Tonight, the air in the clinic feels heavy and icy under his overwhelming aura. He carries a lightly injured female companion in his arms and forcibly takes over the best VIP ward in the clinic. During my shift, he summons me three times through his guards. The first time, he coldly orders, "There are wolfsbane fragments on the bedsheets. Change them." I send an apprentice herbalist to handle it. Two hours later, he has a nurse relay another order. "The smell