Taehyung Sex Novels & Stories

He has already taken a bath, but he isn't the type to refuse her generous offer. "Yes, yes...that's the spot..." Ahn Hana moans when Do Sejin rams her from the behind. All of her stress begins to wither away. He feels so good inside her. He doesn't hold back anymore and bends her over, thrusting in and out of her as she screams his name. It feels like an eternity since he had good sex. He can't control himself or keep his character. He removes her wet hair from her back and bites her shoulder. She cries out in pain. He doesn't stop and slaps her plump butt.

I winced, but he only pressed closer, his erection grinding against me underwater. "Taehyung, I... I didn't mean—" I started, but he cut me off with a ruthless shove forward, bending me over the tub's edge. Water sloshed violently as he positioned himself behind me, his hands gripping my hips with bruising force. "Lies," he snarled, his voice a blade. "Always lies from your pretty little mouth. But your body tells the truth—dripping for me even now." One hand slipped between my legs, parting my folds with ruthless precision. I was slick, shamefully so, the water doing nothing to hide my arousal. He plunged two fingers inside me without warning, curling them harshly against that sensitive spo

Anna teased with a small laugh, "It was about my Hot bias Kim Taehyung of BTS - ummph! " Hearing his Anna praising some other guy, the jealousy within Rean's heart surfaced. He immediately sealed her mouth with a scorching hot kiss. Trailing his hand over her back, he squeezed her plum back, earning a sensual moan from Anna. "Who did you say was more handsome than me? " Rean asked playfully. "Kim Taehyung world No.1 handso--- wait .... Rean, what are you doing? Why have you taken your shirt off?" Anna questioned when she saw Rean had already removed his shirt and off.

Taehyung furrowed his brows "The push-ups? " "no, sex", Jungkook said before getting up. Slowly, he walked over to the door and clicked it close. Taehyung stared at him as Jungkook grabbed his waist and brought their lips together in a kiss. His lips moved slowly against Taehyung's and he froze. Taehyung's mind went blank. Why was his boss kissing him and wasn't this gay?. But why did it feel so good? Why was he not kissing back?

Hajoon calmly said and looking at her in the eyes by the mirror. That is right Hajoon aka "Taeyong" the famous singer and Ae-ril the famous actress are ex-husbands and wives. They just got married a few months ago and then got divorced for an unknown reason. Nobody knows what the real reason is except the two of them. Even Hajoon still does not get over the breakup he still comes in secret to talk with Ae-ril. The truth is he wants to see her personally to end everything smoothly with her but Ae-ril suddenly announces her engagement party to the media with her new boyfriend. Young Jun is the famous director and Hajoon mortal enemy.

"Haa, eut... This, Yuhwan, aren't you becoming more popular than most celebrities?" Yuhwan's long fingers went down along Haneul Jang's smooth waist line, then checked down the spine vertebrae one by one as if plucking a string. Synchronizing with his holding up Haneul Jang's lower body firmly, the sound of tearing a condom package roughly with his teeth scattered secretly in the air. Yuhwan squeezed out plenty of gel and softly fondled Haneul Jang's sensitive place, humming low. "Then if the grade drops a bit, they will try to bite right away. It's all useless. Only annoying. Hoo-."

The younger male watched his hyung slip a hand into his boxers. When Taeho pulled out his huge cock, Jungkook's eyes grew wide in shock. It was now fully erect and throbbing in Taeho's big hand. His breath hitched abruptly and he gulped. Taeho began to stroke himself. "What do you want, Jeon?" he asked in a low, raspy voice that sent shivers down Jungkook's spine. "I want to suck your cock, hyung. Please..." Jeonkuk begged with puppy eyes, giving Taeho goosebumps.

he murmured as he unhooked it, revealing her breasts. He lowered his head, his tongue tracing the curve of her breast, teasing her nipple. She arched her back, her breath catching in her throat. He latched onto her nipple, sucking and nipping until she moaned, her body trembling. "Taehyung," she pleaded, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Please." He moved lower, his lips trailing down her stomach, his tongue circling her navel, sending shivers of pleasure through her. He reached for the waistband of her sweatpants, slowly pushing them down her legs.