Sonic Couple Base Novels & Stories

I got to go now, I need to arrange my stuffs in the closet. Okay. Bye. I hung up and dropped my phone on the bed sighing. I heard the door in the living room open and I guessed Jace was back. I walked out of the room and I saw him sit on the couch tiredly. "Where did you go?" I asked approaching him. "Out why?" He asked looking at me. "You didn't tell me you were leaving." I said folding my hands. "Well the last time I checked, we aren't real couples and no one Is around now, so stop acting like

Anthony kisses her, his mouth softly exploring hers as he starts to thrust deep into her. Sonia moans against his lips, her body tightening around him as they start to move together. Anthony pumps in and out of her, each thrust harder and faster than the last. Sonia leans her head back, her eyes shut as she gets lost in the pleasure. Suddenly, she breaks apart, her cry echoing through the room as she comes hard. Anthony follows moments later, pumping even harder as his body jerks with pleasure. They collapse together, panting and exhausted. They lay there for a few moments, until Anthony slowly pulls out and stands up. He helps Sonia up, wrapping his arms around her neck.

He hugged Sonya tightly, the session ending with heavy breathing. Both couples reached their peak almost simultaneously, Gito releasing everything into Tina, Leon climaxing inside Sonya, their desires synchronised like invisible waves, the luxurious house filled with secrets that night.

He pushed aside his doubts and continued to please Sonia, determined to finish what they had started. With a renewed sense of purpose, Sonu imagined Anju and Balram together, passionately embracing and fulfilling their desires. He increased his pace and thrust harder into Sonia, determined to finish what they had started. With each thrust, Sonu felt a surge of passion and anticipation, eager to reach the climax. As Sonia's moans grew louder and her body quivered with pleasure, in the heat of the moment, he focused on the intense pleasure he was feeling with Sonia while Sonia cried with unbridled joy. All he could think about was the raw passion between him and Sonia and the forbidden thrill.

Leo continued on his sexual journey on Sonia as he continued to thrust in and out of her till she felt her shaking but he wasn't done yet, he flipped her over and from a scissors angle, thrusted her even more. Leo was at the point of climax and Sonia knew it and decided it would be beautiful if both of them released at the same time. She grabbed hold of his balls to hold him from releasing before her. After a few minutes of aggressive thrusts, Sonia felt she was about to release and let loose as both of them reached climax together. He took her to the bathroom afterwards and cleaned her up before tucking her to sleep.

The shower poured above them, water sliding between their bodies as they moved together, The heat covered them both like a cocoon. Eli's fingers slipped over her clit, rubbing hard as he fucked her. His jaw fell open, his entire body like a tight coil ready to blow. "Fuck," He cursed, struggling to hold back. "Tell me you're close to cumming baby," "I'm close," Sonia panted, her tits bouncing and jiggling in the air as her husband pounded into her from behind. They staggered forward and her tits got pushed against the glass wall. Ethan pulled back her arms and drilled his cock deep into her, faster.

Her nails dug into his back. They moved together. The couch creaked under them. Peter went deeper and faster. Sonia’s breasts bounced with every thrust. She kissed him wildly. “Harder,” she begged. Peter gave her what she wanted. He pounded into her. The sound of their bodies slapping filled the room. Sonia came again. Her pussy squeezed his cock tight. Peter could not hold back. He pulled out and came on her stomach. Thick ropes of cum landed on her skin. They lay together after, breathing hard. Sonia traced a finger through the cum on her body. She smiled at him.

My daughter. Was she safe? Had they gotten to her too? … When I woke up, everything was wrong. The air was damp, metallic. The walls were concrete. No windows. No sound beyond the soft, sickening drip of water somewhere in the distance. The Hale’s basement. I had only been here once, when Dominic used to run this casino, he would always handle his enemies here. Later, I found this place too bloody and never came again. I pushed up weakly, but my head throbbed with every movement.

The thrill of their coupled dominance, the retreat’s isolation, pulsed through me, my clit—my mind’s playful twist—throbbing despite the exhaustion, a sign of the insatiable desire they’d awakened. Marcus rose, his broad frame casting a shadow over me, his dark hair damp with sweat. “The tide’s rising,” he said, his voice a low command, guiding me to a larger padded mat near the cabana’s edge, the ocean’s roar a constant backdrop. Liam followed, his blond hair tousled, a sly smile as he carried a small chest of toys—vibrators, a larger dildo, and a double-ended strap-on—laying them beside us like treasures. Their partnership, a blend of strength and grace, was a dance I yearned to join.