Wrestling Fanfics Novels & Stories

She slowly lowered the book, staring at Alura with wide, delighted eyes. "Oh my god," Nessa gasped. "This is about CEO Hunt. You are writing smutty fanfiction about your own boss!" "It's not smutty!" Alura wailed, peeking through her fingers. "It's just....a little bit romantic tension" "Even when he's being grumpy over petty things, I think I'm busy blinded by how much pull I feel towards him?!" Nessa teased mercilessly, leaning against the counter. "I knew it! I knew you liked the crazy tyrant!"

she jubilantly exclaimed. I kept myself hunched over her, placing my hands on the lockers once again. I amorously kissed and licked her cheek while I began to thrust harder, listening to her cries intensify. Talia held me tighter as I mindlessly buried myself into her. We panted wildly, our faces beside one another, lost in lust together. I was enthralled by the way we could transition between slow tenderness and all-out explosive passion.

“Ryan! Oh god…look I’m sorry for what I’ve written about you too.” “So that’s what all this has been about? You trying to hang out with us and be in the cheerleading squad? Going on a date with Tyler? It was all so you could write that damn article?” The tone of his voice was crushing her. “Listen, it’s not that simple…”

They made her crawl and clean both cocks with her tongue, licking every drop of cum, ass juice, and pussy cream. Lia lay there afterward, legs spread obscenely, covered in sweat, spit, and cum. Her holes twitched and leaked. She felt completely destroyed. And she fucking loved it. Ethan crouched down and shoved three fingers into her sloppy cunt, stirring the mess. “How do you feel?” “Like a whore,” she whispered hoarsely, smiling through the mess on her face. “Your filthy whore.” Jax laughed. “She’s ready for the team party tomorrow. Gonna let the whole locker room run a train on this cum-guzzling slut?”.

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A low moan escapes me when his hips grind against mine, the hard press of his arousal straining against my thigh. My hand moves on instinct, sliding down between us. My fingers wrap around him through the barrier of his pants, squeezing firmly. His sharp groan vibrates into my mouth, his kiss growing rougher, more urgent, as his hips rock forward again and again, every movement pressing us closer into the kind of fire neither of us can seem to control. Just as Damon’s mouth claimed mine with a fierce urgency, a small voice cut through the charged air like a dagger. “No wrestling! I don’t want another brother or sister in the house. I am not sharing my room.”

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

manner " "Are you a shrink or something?" "You never know, honestly I missed and frustrated too. Looks like you will be a good wrestling partner. The air was cold and I was following Mr Nerdy as he led us to what seemed like a private beach. " Wrestling...what?"I am harder. This guy is funny. "Are you serious, you want to do this?! " "Ready when you are" he removed his shoes and started rolling the tips of his trousers" "Mind you, ignore the fact that I am wearing a shirt that makes me look like a dork or something. I happen to be a professional quarterback and the gym happens to be a piece of cake. Do you want to do this?" I am already enjoying the feel of the sand beneath my legs, pent up

I guess I haven't done it fast enough, because Jeffrey turned pale. "No." He whispered. I looked at him. "What?" I asked him. "Let me see that!!" He said louder. "No!!!" I shouted. He jumped on me and wrestled me. He is heavy!! I swear I could be crushed under his weight. "GET OFF OF ME!!!" I screamed, wrestling him back to break free. But he was so much stronger than me. XXX