Stella Maeve Sexy Novels & Stories

I fuss as soon as I see her restlessly pacing about. She halts and tries to breathe slowly when the door comes open and an angry Stella bustles in. She stops in her rowdy pace and suspiciously looks between us before her expression transforms into a cunning smile. Stella throws an arm around Mei’s shoulders and teases, “Aw, I saw your man just now. Did you reject the kind man?” Mei flushes with a frown and tackles Stella away to defend effusively, “There’s no way I’d ever do that. Dyrean has been so kind and courteous with me.”

Her gaze fixed on his expression as he continued observing her stimulate herself with gentle strokes against her sensitive nub. Before long, Serena closed her eyes, submerging herself in the pleasure she was bestowing upon herself. The fact that Alex stood there, witnessing her, added to the erotic sensations coursing through her. She inserted two fingers into her warm cavity, gradually thrusting them in and out. A moan escaped her lips as her movements became more fervent. With her right hand, she gently cupped her breast, her breath quickening as she continued pleasuring herself.

I'm doomed. “Maeve…” I murmured but she flashed me a wink. Then used a spoon to dip some of the creamy sauce, pouring them on her thighs. I gasped. “What are you doing?” I mouthed, struggling to keep it together. “You said you didn't want this so you shouldn't be struggling.” A wicked smirk spread across Maeve’s cheeks as she pulled her T-shirt off, her erect nipples pointing at me. My cock became twice hardened. “Maeve stopp” my lips quivered as I tried to sound commanding like I would usually but it wasn't working because she paid no attention to me.

His curly, blonde hair is still a tangle while still wearing boxer shorts and a t-shirt. "It's me," I announced as I walked into the house. I passed by his side and purposefully hit him. "Wait a minute, man. Can you not see the path? " He irritatedly run to caught up to me. "Who the hell are you?! And what exactly are you doing here?! " he wondered, still groggy from sleep while his brows are furrowed in wonder. "I'm Maeve, the Luna of your pack," I said, winking at him.

“Goodnight sis, I won't be long." “Oh yes, you will," Kasey whispers in my ear. I elbow him in the stomach. "Shh!" “I'm going to close the window and curtains," Stella says. “Thank you, sis." “Yup." Once Stella is inside with the window closed, Kasey turns me around to face him. "Lie down, princess." “Kasey." “Don't scold me when I'm about to make love to you." And I'm instantly aroused. Kasey pulls down my shorts, then runs his finger over my clit. I whimper. “Oh God, Kasey," I whisper.

I checked out myself once more, and nodded satisfactorily. “Let's go make our sugar daddy happy” I tapped the mirror, imagining I'm tapping my shoulder, and with that, I headed out. ••••••••••••• Third person's point of view. Stella stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in her red lingerie, wearing a cat ears hairband on her head, and sat on a large fluffy pillow that was just right at the corner of the bathroom door. Her body leaned forward a bit, with her hips raised sexily, and her boobs pushed up to make her look even more seductive.

he expressed his disappointment. Stella though wanted to speak a lot but at the moment she used the moment to stabilize her respiration. She gulped hard and hungrily with her both hands on his shoulders. It was wrong but nothing seemed wrong as she had always yearned for such a night. Like every other women, she desired rough sex with her partner. And Max Stokes, he was the God of handsomeness and fine physique. Every muscle of his body made her gulp her as he pressed himself on her, "Done!" He asked like she was finishing a trivial task that need not require unnecessary time.

I stared back at her, at her calculating blue eyes and ink-black hair that rippled down her expensive furs. “Maeve Ivanov.” She tasted my name, “An excellent performer, one popular among the patrons of my establishment. I hear that over the years, your voice alone has bewitched more men than the strippers combined. Still, with all their advances and attention, you do not cater to their lust. A very useful quality.” “Am I in trouble?” “Of course not,” She laughed, “Far from it, in fact. I want to reward you for keeping yourself intact, that's very rare in this line of business. But first, it's only fair if you know who I am.”

Stella's breathing became more and more rapid, she didn't know when she became like that. Her seductive and wet lips were wrapped around Lucas's like that, their gazes looking at each other were also very enjoyable. She doesn't know how long it took, that desire came back to the two of them and made them cling to each other like that. The alcohol still left in Lucas made Stella feel a little enchanted, she couldn't resist his alluring charm. If you say Stella is always a hot woman with extremely sharp eyes that make other guys fall in love.

Michael’s POV “My king…” Stella cried out as squeezed her nipple. “You said we were going to wait for Amanda…” She moaned as she curled against my work table, her breasts left bare for me to enjoy. “We are waiting,” I said, giving her left nipple another squeeze. “I am not penetrating you, am I?” “No, you are not…” she moaned, wiggling her breasts for me to get a better show. Stella was the naughtiest of all the girls that frequented my room. They were all top-level whores —except Sarah. On a second note, even she was a whore. The fact that I could have them whenever I wanted was a luxury I could never get enough of.