Novel & Cerita Thrilling Stories

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

I grab one of the bags and bolt for the stairs, my legs still wobbly, his cum trickling warm down my thigh as I take the steps two at a time. Jane's voice calls out from the front door, something about us settling for the cooler in the basement. I collapse onto the bed in the guest room, heart racing like a drum, my body still buzzling with the aftershocks. The thrill is so addictive.

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

I snap. “Anyone else?” “No, sir.” The two men exchange looks. Thirst Trap nods. “Good girl. You get another reward.” A sigh of relief escapes me as Thirst Trap resumes his position behind me and continues getting me off with his hand. His skin against mine makes the experience so much better. Within no time, the pressure builds again, even stronger this time, and my inner muscles start to tighten. My legs start to shake, and First Guy tightens his hand around my throat, making me feel like I’m floating. Rhythmic contractions of my core muscles follow as I hit an explosive climax.

“You’re so wet already just from thinking about him.” She dipped two fingers lower, sliding them through my dripping folds before pushing them slowly inside me. I gasped as she curled them upward, stroking that sensitive spot deep inside while her thumb kept rubbing firm circles on my clit. The wet, squelching sounds of her fingers pumping in and out filled the room as she worked me open, adding a third finger when my hips started bucking desperately against her hand.

Cedric's dick fucked my throat hard. The room filled with the sweet sounds of Thorne pounding my dripping cunt and Cedric violating my throat. "Mfffmmm", " I moaned, my pussy twitching from how good it felt to be fucked in my throat and my pussy at the same time. Thorne reached forward wiping some saliva from my chin and rolled my clit hard between his fingers. "Come on my cock, now", he groaned and that was all I needed. I shattered, screaming around Cedric's cock. My walls clamped down hard on Thorne's cock my cum flooded out, soaking his balls. He roared and slammed up once more before flooding my womb with shots of his sweet cum.

he said, groaning my name. With that, I wrapped my arms around his back, dragging my nails across his skin, which made him hiss. I pulled our lips together again, our bodies tangling once more. “That’s it, sweet mate, touch what’s yours,” he said as soon as we broke apart. With those words, I approached my climax quickly. I felt that familiar wave of pleasure rising. His thrusts did not stop for even a moment. He flipped me so I was on all fours, his hands holding my arms in place—pinning me. His thrusts became more erratic, never slowing down. I was drooling, unable to think clearly; the only thing in my mind was how good he felt in this position.

I’m Soaking Wet in Lingerie When My Husband’s Best Friend Shows Up Instead Chapter 1 I can’t stop touching myself. The spicy cube is burning through my veins, turning my blood into liquid fire. My pussy is throbbing, slick, and aching so badly I keep clenching around nothing.

My pussy was twitching, the walls squeezing him in a desperate, rhythmic pulse. "I'm going to break," I sobbed into his shoulder. "Liam, please!" "Let it go," he growled. He lunged deep, his dick hitting the very back of me. That was it. The spark exploded. I felt a white-hot wave of pleasure crash through my entire body. My pussy clamped down on him, pulsing so hard it was almost painful. I screamed his name, my voice echoing through the steam.