Soft Moans Mga Nobela at Kwento

There it was. The sound I’d been waiting for. Soft. Barely audible. But unmistakable. A moan — not a surrender of the body, not a plea, but a small, human sound snagged between hunger and habit. It landed in the room like a stone thrown into still water, and the ripples mattered more than the stone itself.

Maia whine. “Oh… yeah…mmmh” Maia moaning loudly as I add a third finger. One of her leg wraps around my waist as she squeaks softly. “Lena… I’m gonna cum” Maia left an audible gasp, her nails scratch my back as her head tucks into my neck. I feel her lips on my wet skin as she moans loudly into my shoulder “Ah… God…” Maia moans. I couldn’t help but keep massaging her pussy till she’s cum. “I’m cumming… I’m cumming…I’m cumming Lena” Maia moan softly.

My heart stuttered. Nyx’s laugh came out low and husky. “Really?” Then quiet. Too quiet. What was happening now? I held my breath, straining to hear. then came a soft gasp. Hers. it was soon followed by a moan. it came out low at first. Building. My stomach dropped. No. No, this wasn’t happening. Not again. Another moan, deeper, breathier. The kind I knew too well. The kind I’d pulled from her a hundred times, my mouth between her legs, my fingers inside her, making her arch and beg.

My whole knuckles sank into her ass. She moaned again. I squeezed her like that squeeze would help me cum. It did. I immediately leaked in my undershorts. And before I knew it, I carried her to the wall. We paused and breathed for air. Then we continued. And she moaned again. Moans so soft like she had no glottis. I wanted to hear more of it. More of those soft moans. I badly needed to. My hand immediately slid under her shirt and before the next second, two of my fingers were inside her, sliding in and out.

Fuck… her taste… I could hear the wet, dripping sounds of my tongue lapping up her moisture, filling the quiet bedroom. “Oh, god... River… “Ooooh…. River oooohhh fuck…. yes... right there... ah!” Her moans started to rise, echoing off the high walls of the dark room. They were heavy, raw, and full of pure pleasure. Every time I flicked my tongue or gave a soft suck, Debbie’s fingers dug deeper into the mattress. Her hips were shaking, slamming upward against my mouth as she begged for more. I kept the pace completely slow. I wanted to hear every single sound she could make. I sucked her harder, my tongue driving flat against her clit until her breathing turned into frantic, short pants.

I moved in and out slow and gentle as I don't want her to think that sex is all pain. Shasha moaned sweetly as I thrusted my shaft in precession, I grunted as I felt my climax going to a high level. "Herooo, hmmm," I love how she moaned my name, it's sweet and arousing. "Does it feels good, baby mmm," I asked softly as I looked at her face, her eyes on me as she moan, they were the most expressive eyes I ever seen. "Yes, mmm," I kissed her wildly and she kissed back wildly, too. As we came out, the bell rang.

My voice was becoming hoarse from moaning and shouting his name. “I’m right there too, Ma! Uhm! Uhuhuhuhuhuhhhh! I’m not going to stop! We’re going to get your naughty pssy used to my size! Here! Uhm! Uhm! Uhuhuhuhuhhh! Fck! I’m coming!”

She moans, a low, guttural sound of pleasure and pain. I push in a little more, feeling her resistance, feeling her give way. She gasps, her body tense, her fists clenched in the sheets. "Relax," I murmur, my hand stroking her back, her hip, her ass. "Let me in, baby. Let me fill you up." She takes a deep breath, her body relaxing slightly, and I slide in a little more. She moans, her body trembling, her breath coming in short gasps. I lean down, my chest pressed against her back, my lips at her ear.

A sound that didn't belong to the peaceful night air. A moan. Soft, breathy, distinctly feminine. Coming from the direction of Penthouse A. What the fuck?

I slowly rear my hand again and then hit her but this time I expect a scream or a muffled sob like the first one but the long moan that’s slips out from her lips shook me to the core and I can feel my already hardening c**k get even harder. “You’re moaning” I whisper softly to her ears.