Urdu Sexy Story Novels & Stories

I stood up and helped her sit up, adjusting her clothes. "Let's go to the rug," I said, pointing to the soft Persian rug near the window. Mirah nodded weakly, unable to speak. I pulled her to her feet and led her to the rug, where I lay down first, pulling her on top of me. I ran my hands over her body, exploring her curves. "You're beautiful," I said, my voice low and sultry. "I want to finish this properly," I murmured against her neck, my lips brushing her soft skin just above her pulse.

Kade cursed behind me, slamming into me a few more times before he stilled, groaning as he spilled inside me. Dante pulled me up onto the bed, his hands roaming my oversensitive body as he positioned me on my back. “I’m not done with you yet,” he growled, settling between my legs. Behind me, Kade’s fingers trailed down my spine, teasing, making my stomach clench with anticipation. His voice was lazy and taunting. “She’s still shaking. Think she can take more?” “Oh, she’ll take it,” Dante said, his deep voice thick with amusement. He leaned back against the headboard, stroking himself lazily, watching me like a predator toying with his prey.

I was having a hard time talking because he was pounding me so fast and rough. “You’re a whore! Ugh! Fuck you!” He cried and the next second I felt was his hot semen filling in my pussy. We were both breathing heavily, finally left satisfied.

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

" I could have refused but I was weak and I was ready to give this man my first time. Like in a daze, I reached for the button on his jeans. I flicked it open and unzipped, careful of the thick bulge now pressing against his briefs. He was already hard for me, a fact I liked very much. Reaching in, I wrapped my hand around his cock. He was hot, the skin stretched tight, and my mouth watered. I jerked him slowly, wanting to prolong this. Wanting to torture him. I may not have had a dick inside me but I had touched a few and sucked several and I knew how to prepare a man using my lips, mouth and hands. He sucked in a quick breath. "Fuck, keep going," he shoved his briefs and jeans lower on his

I didn't say anything to Nizéa when they were alone, knowing that it might cause a storm. "We're not going to study any more today," said the girl. 'Tell me about your life in England.' "I already told you about that." — What was your home like? You must have had a wonderful childhood! Fleur almost said it was a lot better than hers, because they gave her freedom, but she knew that if that got back to Mr. Khan, he could be furious enough to have her fired from the school. After all, Mrs. Swimming owed him favors... "Why don't you tell me something for a change?" Tell me about the Iranian way of life. I find their customs and history much more fascinating.

I flipped the pages and read more of that. Maasoomiyat pe unki Main Badmast tha Lekin gussa unka Mera dil le gaya. ( I was always lost in Her innocence But her anger took My heart away) **** Ab to yun lage ke Tu mere lazimi hissa hai Tere bagair mein adhura hu Adhura mera qissa hai. (If felt like You are a piece of mine, I am incomplete without you My story is incomplete without you) ****

i was tired due to jet lag . Nest day came soon,my mom cooked halwa poori (pakistani famous breakfast)for me and i kissed my mom again and again. I was sitting in my room .suddenly my phone started ringing and looked at the caller id. It was an unknown number of pakistan .now i am currently using my pakistani number.I received the phone call "you are not gonna stop.stop following my bestie otherwise i will cut your balls into pieces and shove them into you mouth"the girl on the other side said with anger. I was stunned by her words

She says as she moves towards him to give him a quick peck on the lips titling her head back as she smiled reveling in the warmth of sweet and ecstatic triumph. And that was how Aurora walked out of the rented room and out of his life and of course leaving her stockings and garter as a souvenir for "Young Lord Darius"! ********* Hey guys so this is a short sex story, specially for my loyal readers and subscribers!!!! It's unrelated to Chasing the Courtesan but it's a bonus story too, so hope you enjoy. Blurb: He craves her , wants her , watches her and bids his time in making his move and when finally he did, she becomes his Obsession.