The Beginning After The End Hentai Novels & Stories

He followed right after, pumping another load deep inside me. We went three more rounds. Slow and intense. Fast and punishing. He untied me only to retie my hands behind my back while he took me from behind. By the end I was a shaking, leaking mess, his cum running out of me every time he pulled out only to push back in again. Exhausted, covered in sweat and cum, I collapsed against his chest as the sky started to lighten outside the windows. Marcus held me close, one hand stroking my back possessively. “You’re mine now, Kai. No more rivals.”

“Suzanna… help me…” His hand slipped beneath her skirt as he grabbed her without restraint. Suzanna’s face reddened slightly, yet she did not stop him. She turned to me with a calm expression. “Shane, go buy three boxes of condoms for me. I need to help Eric see if he has recovered. There will be plenty more anniversaries later. If you do not buy them, do not think about touching me for the rest of your life.” It felt as if I had fallen into an ice pit.

He kept flipping through the pages until he reached the last page, which I had written last night. [To the person reading this diary, [If it's you, Barry, I'm sorry. Forcing you to come to your senses in this way might be frightening, but I had no other choice. [If it's you, Calvin, I love you, and that has never changed. But I don't know who you love. [If it's Susan, congratulations. You've won, but the game isn't over yet. [If I'm already dead... The show enters its second act.]

Luca weighed heavily on my mind, and I knew we couldn't stay in this bubble forever. With a gentle nudge, Harrison rolled me onto my stomach, his hand sliding down my back to rest on my hip. He whispered something in my ear, his breath hot against my neck, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. Before I could process his words, he was moving behind me, positioning himself at my entrance. The sensation of his hardness pressing into me from behind was new, and I felt a thrill of excitement and fear.

"I want you to see yourself when you cum, and I want you to remember only I can do that you." Eden nodded, holding his reflection's gaze. Their eye contact drove him wild. His speed grew erratic, his one hand pressed on her lower back and the other gripping her close to him. "Now you can cum," he groaned, as his thrusts became deeper and longer before he grew rigidly still and cried out her name. Not even a second later, Eden screamed her release. Her spent moans matching his tired grunts as they collapsed on the bed. "Are you still hungry?" Liam asked after a little while of heavy breathing.

The day that had been shit had ended in glory, an impulsive encounter that proved urban life still held dirty, delicious surprises. As Ana drove home, her phone vibrated with a message from him: “I’m already hard thinking about your cum-filled pussy. When again?” She smiled, replying quickly: “Tomorrow, you bastard. Fuck me until I forget my own name.” The chapter ended like this, with them returning to reality, but carrying the trail of dirty desires and the potential for more intense fucks — the blackout nothing more than a catalyst for repressed urban lust. The End.

It was a smile he had never shown me. At that same moment, my communicator received an anonymous message. I opened it. It was a gestation report stamped with the red seal of the Healing Sanctum. The words were clear: "The pup is developing well. Four weeks. Name: Seraphine." My gaze dropped to the date. It had been issued a month ago.

My arms circled around his neck on their own, and he slowly walked towards our bed. He placed me in the middle and started to move away a little, but I stopped him not removing my hands. He stared at me, and I stared at him back and we both didn’t utter even a single word. “Are you sure?” he asked after a few seconds caressing my cheek. “Are you?” I asked him back and he slowly dipped on me making my breath stop. “I am!” he replied pestering little kisses on my jaw and then on my neck. “I like you.” That’s all I said before, his kisses became strong, making my breath hitch before everything became wonderful. Actually, beyond wonderful.

I have other gifts in mind for each of them. We go to our favorite Hibachi and Sushi place for dinner and of course the foreplay starts at dinner, but nothing too wild. Trent and I joke that we need to start wearing kilts since Rachelle, as the only one with a skirt, gets to have the most fun. I end up with her panties in my pocket after Domenic produces a butt plug for each of us and a bottle of lube. The rest of us have to pull our pants down to put them in and then pull them back up. Rae-rae hands me her panties and puts hers in then sits next to me with her hard cock tenting her skirt and her pebbled nipples showing through her tight shirt.

As we walked back down the aisle together, hand in hand, I knew that this was just the beginning of our happily ever after. Was this the end of our beautiful love story? *LATER THAT NIGHT* It was our honeymoon. We were at another hotel which wasn't even in our country at all. He pushed me back to the bed and I fell, bouncing on the bed. Still, staring at me, he used his hand to slid the pant to the side as he admire the view of my pussy. Without any invitation he pushed his lips into my pussy hole playing with it and licking my clit. I held his head and pushed him in closer hoping his tongue would go in deeper than it already has.