Wenclair Fanart Spicy Novels & Stories

“Stick that tongue out and fuck me with it.” He obeyed like a man possessed, moaning into her pussy as she rode his face with no mercy. The room was soaked in heat, sweat, moans, and ilthy words. The scent of sex hung thick in the air and every inch of it was drenched in need. Dana bounced harder, her ass slapping against his thighs. “Fuck, he’s hitting it. Right fucking there. That spot!” Brittany’s fingers dug into his scalp, her thighs shaking. “Keep licking me, baby. Right there. Eat this pussy like it’s your last fucking meal.”

(We used the word FAP a lot in public for kicks, or when she was feeling a bit racy. We both stayed clear of tags like r**e, Scat, water sports, Non-consensual, gangbang, deep throat... well, actually we liked Deep Throat, just with 2 people only, of course. The other penetration came in the form of a dildo or a butt plug (which she loved).

Cum was splattering all over, thick ropes shooting into my pussy and ass and mouth, dripping out of every hole in messy streams, them pulling out to paint my face and tits and back with hot stripes before shoving back in to add even more inside, the room smelling like nothing but sex and sweat. Ethan came first in this round, growling loud as he forced his way into my pussy right alongside Luke’s cock, both of them stretching me so wide I saw white spots in my vision from the burn, and he unloaded pulse after hot pulse deep inside me, mixing with everything already there until it all leaked out in creamy thick streams running down my thighs and pooling under me. Sean went next, yanking out o

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

“You stay just like you are.” She inserted the shorter end into Penelope’s waiting slit. The sharp angle just above the blue head would cause it to stimulate her G spot while she fucked Sicila. Before that happened, Sicilia closed her lips over the longer “business” end of the toy. She loved giving blow jobs and while her partner couldn’t feel it, the show was erotic and it made Sicilia wetter and hornier than ever.

“‘Section 11… custody of… the vacation homes… the petitioner… demands sole ownership of...oh god, right there, Mr. Richmond...’” Charlie leaned in, sucking hard on one of her nipples as he drove into her, his hips rolling with deep, relentless strokes. The desk creaked under the force of his thrusts. He kept one hand on her thigh, spreading her wider, watching intently as his cock disappeared into her soaked folds again and again. “‘…and the… marital artwork collection… valued at… two point three million...’” Her voice cracked into a long, helpless moan as he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Charlie didn’t slow down. He fucked her steadily, possessively, his balls slapping again

Rylee said sweetly, tilting her head to one side, "is both an aphrodisiac and a paralytic…enough to flood your body with desire, but just enough weakness that you can't fight back." His breathing quickened. His body tingled. He tried to rise, but his legs wouldn’t cooperate. "You're insane," he said through gritted teeth. She clapped her hands twice. The door opened. Five women walked in. Each one tall, poised, and wrapped in velvet and sin. Women from Velvet Flame. Zena was among them…tattooed, leather corset, legs for days. She chewed gum and gave Cameron a sultry once-over. "Rylee, you bad girl…" she purred with a dark chuckle.

This is an explicit adult anthology intended for mature readers only. It contains highly steamy, graphic scenes of lesbian sex between consenting adult women. --- In the heat of forbidden cravings and stolen moments, women surrender to their deepest, wettest desires. Sapphic Desires is a scorching collection of passionate W/W erotica, where soft curves press together, eager tongues explore, and trembling bodies lose themselves in raw, dripping pleasure. From a defiant student’s impulsive kiss in her strict teacher’s office—leading to hungry fingers, sucking lips on aching nipples, and intense, moaning climaxes—to an unexpected visitor who joins the fray, turning shock into a slick,

"Get your heads in the game! If I see one more lazy pass, you can all spend the rest of the week running laps until you puke!" Sloane’s voice echoed through the Chicago Storm locker room like a gunshot. She paced the length of the tiled floor, her footsteps heavy and uneven. Every time she shifted her weight, she felt a sharp, lingering ache between her thighs. The memory of the concrete floor and Tatum’s rough fingers flashed through her mind, making her core tighten. She was still sore, her pussy feeling swollen and sensitive from the intensity of their encounter in the tunnel. The physical reminder of Tatum’s dominance was driving her into a frenzy of irritation.