Novel & Cerita Raunchy

“Crawl, slut. Crawl around my office and lick up every single drop of cum you wasted. Use that pretty tongue like the filthy animal you are.” Sara’s face burned with humiliation, but her pussy clenched hard at his words. She lowered her head and began crawling slowly across the floor, ass high in the air, cum dripping from her ruined hole onto the carpet with every movement. Mr. Vance followed behind her, his thick cock swinging heavily between his legs. “Faster, you pathetic bitch. Stick your tongue out and clean the floor like a dog. Tell me what a disgusting cum-guzzling whore you are while you do it.”

Cain closed the door and turned to face me as I ran a hand through my hair, attempting to regain composure. "What did he say?" I asked. "Something that could have waited until morning." He watched me with a wary gaze, his eyebrows drawn together slightly. "Why did you pull away so quickly?" He asked slowly. "You said we couldn't have sex," I told him honestly. "That wasn't sex" "It was foreplay," I countered, "which, by definition, leads to other things." He let out a long sigh, a rather angry expression still plastered on his face. "I need another cold shower," he said, beginning to walk back towards the bathroom.

Double throat-fucking stretched her lips and neck obscenely, drool exploding from her nose and mouth. Aiden moved behind her, grabbing her swollen, abused tits and mauling them viciously while spitting on her neck. “That’s my girl. Taking seven men like the ultimate cumrag you are.” The room filled with the wettest, filthiest symphony imaginable—obscene squelching from her overstuffed holes, skin slapping violently, gagging, choking, and the constant wet farts of cum and piss being forced out around invading cocks.

Every rational thought scattered. Fuck.

', he rasped, his lips curling upward in a teasing manner, seductive, salacious and tempting. 'What the fuck!!? Get the hell out of my room, bitch!!!', she roared, enraged. Her chest briskly rose and fell while her breathing elevated in displeasure. 'Stop cursing and your sultry gaze makes you look even more appetizing', he managed to adjust himself on the edge of the small couch, unfazed by her resentment.

she began, her voice low and seductive, "there's so much more to share. Like the time he brushed his dick all over my breasts." Rachna leaned in even closer, her heart racing with excitement. Rubi chuckled softly, her gaze intense, as she continued to recount their passionate encounters. "I pressed his dick in between my breasts, and we both enjoyed it immensely," she whispered, her voice filled with curiosity and arousal. "But that was just the beginning, my dear. There's a whole world of pleasure waiting to be explored."

My cheeks tinge red with blush at reading the meaning of his statement “ Must you be so nasty?” “I will be nasty for you baby. Or do you want me to show you how else I can be nasty mm?” he licks his lower lips dramatically. My disposition at that moment is priceless. I run into the closet and spews playful profanities at him. I am not really vulgar in intimate matters but wild when the time comes to experiment. ••••••••••••• I sniff and wipes at my face as I notice Andre rise slowly from the bed his eyes turning to meet mine. I smile to cover up but it looks like it's already late as his face scrunches up in worry

Ragnar didn’t move. Didn’t react. But there was the slightest pause in his breathing. Lance wasn’t done. “Like… seriously,” he continued, as if he hadn’t just said something wildly inappropriate in the middle of a meeting, “you get all focused and cold and—” He made a small gesture with his hand, searching for the word. “—it’s kinda attractive.” That did it. Someone choked. Actually choked. “…Are you finished?” he asked. Lance smiled, completely relaxed.

I wondered if I could still feel around my p*ssy. " F*ck me," I ordered both of them and Marcus grinned at me evilly. I just hoped I could feel. Marcus reached between my legs with his hand. Mason fondled my n*pples with his thumb and index finger. He nibbled my ears, and I felt the walls of my p*ssy clench. I watched Marcus's hands move towards my p*ssy with anticipation. Hoping and praying I could still feel something. I did not feel his hands glide up my leg, but the moment he touched my cl*t I felt something. It wasn't as intense as it once was, but I felt it, and it made me relax a bit when a moan escaped my mouth.