Story Sexy Novels & Stories

Why is he damn acting like a pervert when she was being serious? "Just answer my question and stop provoking me," "No, I didn't of course," he replied still with a smirk on his lips. She made a sigh of relief. At least this idiot didn't spill anyone's blood. "Butt..." He threw her to the bed, then lied on her. "What the hell are you doing?" "You are so sexy right now, too sexy. How could you seduce me using my own shirt and how can your hair be so wet and hot?" Her eyes widened in his comment.

My heart is beating very wildly as he is sitting very close to me now. "You go first!" I whispered. "Okay." "I sing so well. I play the guitar. I have never been in love." "Which one is the lie?" "you play the guitar." "Aww. You are wrong." "Ohh. So which one is the lie?" "I have never been in love." He said. "I have actually been in love. It ended in tears sha. Hot, premium tears." He added. I couldn't help but laugh. "Do you mind talking about it? I'm sorry for laughing though."

Aiden replied by adding a smile emoticon. Sasha returned his messages back, along with an incoming message from Stacy and this was what Aiden was most worried about. Stacy was very aggressive, without being provoked she always tried to seduce him with her body, especially when she also read the story. It must be very bad because Stacy is often paired with Aiden for photoshoots. "Aiden, is this true story about you?" Stacy wrote in her message. "What is the story ?" He replied. "The title is I Know You Want Me. The gossip of this story is based on your experience."

He asked evilly. "No… No… I want to cum… Teacher, make me cum…." She begged, almost delirious. A second time Takahashi Sato watched how Misao Aika was when she was so turned on. She was begging to be fucked, and damn, it was so sexy for him. His erection was so hard that it was painful already. He opened his pants and started jerking off while listening to her moans and watching how the teachers pleasured her.

She almost came when he ran a finger very lightly up the outside of the shaped wand and then gave her pouting labia an affectionate squeeze. 'You’re really dying for it, aren’t you? Tell me what you want,’ Ross hissed in her ear. 'Tell me exactly what you want. I want to hear you talk dirty.’ While he sat back and ate his pasta, Stacey forced herself to give voice to her most private, wanton fantasies. Her cheeks burning, she said, ‘I want your cock inside me. Hot and hard. No foreplay. Bloody hell, I’ve had a whole day of that. I want you to fuck my pussy while you suck my nipples and bite at the little rings. . .’

Sam added “Yeah, yeah, whatever” Tiffany replied her. Just then a hot looking dude approaches Tiffany “Hey stylist, do you take male clients too?” the hot looking man asked “I do not but for you I am willing to change it” she replied as she bit her lip and winked at him “Then let’s go somewhere else and talk business, shall we?” he added as Tiffany immediately stands up “Later bitches. I am on my way to get laid” she says as she walks away with him

COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 1 Tiana Rogers, a hot new member of the cheerleading squad, needs something hotter to sate the burning tingly sensation between her legs and she finds the perfect dick for the job when she meets Coach Carlton. She tests the waters of high school surrounded by other sex-crazed teens with its ups and downs. Her desire for Coach Carlton takes her into uncharted territory. What started as innocent encounters and not-so-innocent daydreams morph into real sex-packed action neither of them could resist.

I whispered again. Kissing Tania’s cheek, I gently spoke into her ear. “Are you alright Tania?” She finally stirred, and then opened her eyes. “That was the best experience I’ve ever had, how did you learn to do that?” “Oh, it’s something I read about in an erotic story,” I lied. Putting her arms around my neck, she whispered, “Fuck me, fuck me hard.”

My toes curled, my hips moved forward, wanting to feel his cock deep within me but he held back. My insides were on fire while my thoughts were scattered all over the place. Stella, oblivious to what's going on in here, only fueled my hunger for his cock. “Fuck me.” I whispered but he didn't stop teasing. “You don't get to boss me around.” He said in a very low voice. “Your pussy has no business being as tight as it is. You're made for the bed,to be on your knees with your mascara streaming down your face through your tears.” His dirty words did something to me because in no time, I squirted, splashing his face, the floor and even some documents on the floor.

His bulge gradually pushes his fabric and pokes my belly. “I miss your sexy pussy, Scar.” He aggressively tosses off every item on the kitchen table, crashing bottles of spices and ointments as the intoxicating scent floats in the air. I gasp when he sweeps me up in his arms and slams my ass on the cold surface. My ass bounces with a slapping sound. “Fuck.” Impatient, he lays me flat on my stomach. “I want to see you wide, see your pussy stretch. My breasts press like butter, with the extra folds pumping out above my ribcage.