World Of Sex นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You just ruined every woman before you.” He was still panting, cock slick with orgasm when the door opened. My secretary walked in like she’d seen it all before, because she had. Not even a flinch at the sight of cum dripping from my thighs or my hand still playing with my nipple. Behind her, two men followed, dragging in a crate of polished metal and leather machines built for fucking, not love. For the past three to four years of my life after barely escaping hell, the only thing keeping me in this world was having sex each minute.

It was they are not in this world, like that have abandoned everything and focused on their self. The way Nate gazes at Natalia, his lust-filled gaze with unquenchable craving, but the softness hidden within them can't be concealed at all. I could feel my release approaching as I pumped my shaft and I knew it would be intense. I felt that I was in a subspace, like a spectator of a world, watching as intense sex occurs in my presence "Fuck.....!" I screamed and shot load after load but when I look at the sight of the two in bed my dick even get harder.

he stated angrily. "Then what am I going to do if I crave sex and you are not around in the house to satisfy me? Tell me what to do?" Sherry cried in despair. She wants to make him feel guilty for abandoning her. "For God's sake, buy a sex toy online! Learn to pleasure yourself. Just avoid having sex with strangers or else you will get a STD or HIV, or meet a rapist or psycho and you will end up dead in some abandoned building with your body cut into pieces!" Axel said, trying to scare his wife from doing any of those things. He can't accept the thought of another guy touching his wife's body intimately. It repulsed him!

Max brought the woman onto his body, sitting her on his lap while he kissed her breasts again. I knew they were about to do it—really do it like two adults having sex, not like me and Jack, who still had to hold back because of the principles I held. And when it finally happened, I sped up the movements of my fingers, thrusting in and out of my pussy. “Ah…” Damn it. I quickly covered my mouth when I accidentally moaned in my hiding spot. My heart pounded violently when I realized how stupid I’d been. “Who’s there?”

are all of those boxes full of your course books? Wow! Looks like you’re really into making the most of this opportunity. But it’s great... in today’s world, it’s... huh, wait a minute... is this... this can’t be your course material. It’s... a... sex manual... um... more like a masturbation guide... holy shhh... really? Oh no, no. Don’t look so alarmed. I wasn’t really expecting this... but I don’t mind at all. In fact, I encourage it.

I can hear some more shuffling and then he was telling me, "Yes, mistress, I'm naked." Mistress? I sighed internally. You seriously wouldn't believe how many men were into the whole dominatrix kink. In the beginning, it was kind of fun but by now it was getting pretty old. Mentally awakening my inner dom, I relaxed further into the sofa and flipped through the magazine."Good boy," I cooed, finding a 20 sex tips for women article. Huh, how fitting. "Now, here's what I want you to do, and you better listen closely, pet."

Sara stared at the bulge in his pants, remembering exactly how his cock had felt in her mouth, thick, hot, and pulsing. She bit her lip hard to stop a moan from escaping. Her body was on fire, sexually frustrated and desperate for relief. The lecture dragged on, every minute feeling like torture. She kept checking the clock, counting down the seconds until class ended so she could rush back to her dorm room and use her vibrator.

The Midnight Contract 2 The hidden door opened into a softly lit corridor that felt like stepping into another world. Rich crimson walls, heavy velvet drapes, and the faint scent of incense and sex in the air. My bare pussy throbbed with every step I took behind Damien, the cool air teasing my slick folds and making me painfully aware of how empty I felt. My fingers still tingled from where he’d sucked them clean. I couldn’t stop replaying the way his tongue had swirled around them—like he was savoring the taste of my desperation.