Novel & Cerita Steamy Novel Excerpts

She hammered down on him, her own peak tearing through her as she felt him grow and convey himself into her. Spent, she came to back, measured his jaw, and kissed him; cum overflowed from the intersection of their association. She felt little post-quake tremors as his rooster kept on siphoning into her, her pussy hungry for additional. However, she wasn't certain there would be room. The steam room entryway opened; certain they had been found, Alice recovered her jeans and hastily put them on. Dante pulled his up and blew a speedy kiss to Alice as he left. She sat on her towel; the groin of her bathing suit was soaked with cum as it moved from her.

He opened the door, eyes wide, shirt unbuttoned, revealing his chest’s hard lines. She pressed her body against his, lips crashing into his with desperate need, tasting rain and salt, hands clutching his shoulders, fingers digging into his skin. Hayes lifted her up, as he carried her to his room. They stumbled to his bed, room warm, smelling of rain and musk, wet clothes shed in a heap, fabric hitting wood softly. Their hands moved slowly, tracing every curve, every scar, fingers exploring with no rush, air thick with their bodies. His hand brushed her pussy, soft, sliding through her wetness, gentle but electric. Her moan was low, “Ohhh,” voice trembling, eyes stinging with tears.

She came hard, trembling against the bookshelves, her moans swallowed by my lips while I kept fingering her through every wave, drawing it out until she was a shaky, dripping mess. I pulled my fingers out slowly, brought them to my lips, and licked them clean while she watched with wide, dazed eyes. “See?” I whispere d, smiling. “I told you I’d handle it.”

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.

When I got home and I ran a hot tub of water; my legs and arms burned and throbbed from the unaccustomed exercise. I poured half of a bottle of lilac scented bath oil into the steaming water and sank into it gratefully, closing my eyes. I wonder how Gracie would look naked? My eyes jerked back open but the image persisted. My hand moved to my pussy, rubbing at the swollen bud of my clit, until I couldn’t bear it anymore. I came almost immediately. Afterwards, I lay in the water torn between being embarrassed at my improper fantasy and excited about the next time I’d see Gracieagain.

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My breasts were so swollen and sensitive that each flick of his tongue caused lightening to strike in my p***y. ‎ ‎I was so turned on that my p***y clenched in on itself and ached with the need to be touched too. He released my n*****s and I lay back on my elbows as he began nibbling my ribs and working his way down my stomach. He stopped at my belly button and he licked the water that had pooled there. I drew in my breath imagining his tongue delving deep in my p***y. His mouth moved downward and in the same swift motion as before, he loosened the straps of my swimsuit bottom and flung it to the side with the bra. He stared at my p***y for long before whispering.

And now that I’d won, by that stupid, glorious three one-hundredths, the image wouldn’t leave my head. Me on my knees in some shadowed corner after everyone cleared out with his enormous Black dick heavy on my tongue with dark veins pulsing under my lips and the salty heat of him filling my mouth while his calloused fingers tangled in my wet hair and his low groan echoed off the tiles. A fresh pulse of heat bloomed low in my belly, making my thighs press together instinctively. God, I was already wet again, and it had nothing to do with the swim. I wiped the last beads of chlorine-scented water from my neck with the edge of my towel, letting my eyes trace the faint red line the suit had left

2. (JENNY'S POV) The heavy iron gates of Luca Rossi’s cliffside mansion clanged shut behind the SUV like the closing of a prison door. My body was still trembling violently in the aftermath of what he had done to me in the car. His thick cum continued to leak slowly from my sore, stretched pussy, coating my inner thighs in a sticky, humiliating mess. Every small movement made me acutely aware of how thoroughly he had ruined me already. Hatred burned hot in my chest, but underneath it simmered something darker shameful arousal that refused to die.

I felt a rush of liquid heat flood out of me, soaking his cock, dripping down his balls. It felt like a faucet had been turned on inside me, a continuous, uncontrollable stream that made the slide of his dick impossibly wet and loud. I couldn't see it, but I felt the hot, slick mess spreading instantly, coating us both, making the room smell more like sex. Aaron's hips stilled, but his dick throbbed, pulsing against my clenching walls. He collapsed forward, his chest crushing my breasts, his weight pinning me to the mattress.