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Lost Innocence. 23
Collection of Adult and Erotic Manga Stories with Nude Pictures
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Emily White
Copyright © 2024 by Emily White
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Table of Contents
Introduction
Follow-me!
Chapter 23
Chapter 23. Part 2
Thank You!
Welcome to a captivating journey where my enthralling stories seamlessly intertwine with enchanting illustrations that redefine the very essence of desire in the world of hentai erotica.
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We left the wedding after a couple more drinks, Ana stroking my arm trying to calm herself down, still looking sideways at the woman who had thrown garbage at me at the party we had crashed. Slowly, and with a few sneaky kisses, I brought her back to her natural state as we stepped into the elevator with all the men envying me as I left with her and went up to the rooms.
Even though her tone of voice and body were more relaxed, Ana was tense in her gestures, even though I was quickly distracted, I couldn't help but admire her cleavage like those slimy prom girls, and watching her clutch and push aside the ruffle of her dress gave her a 70's diva air that I loved. Her caresses and fleeting kisses were more torrid than usual, and when we reached the bedroom door she positioned herself between the door, her back, and me, pulling me toward her by grabbing the lapels of my jacket.
I didn't need to, but I could read it in her face, that incident and a couple of drinks had inflamed her, and approaching her lips I felt her fire, kissing her passionately, caressing her waist as she pressed against my face, grabbing my chest or the back of my neck. Her tongue became bold and pierced my mouth, I forgot about the door and focused on this female who demanded my caresses, my hands couldn't help but leave her waist and go over her body completely, I grabbed her leg free of the fabric of her dress through the opening and lifted it up rubbing her thigh, bending her to rub it against me.
It was unusual that in public, even if no one was in the hallway, Ana would let me attack her body like that, I guess she wanted to mark her territory again, and this finished her off for me like a tree trunk, pulsing in my pants and making me notice her belly button. This brought her tongue out of me, she needed her mouth to moan loudly as rubbing her belly was turning her on big time. She brought her hands to my cock, palming it over the fabric, I didn't cut myself short and her other hand found a place on her back, sliding down the peak of the V, aiming for her ass, reaching her buttocks. Thanks to the movements of her hips she parted from the door, I moved away from her lips kissing her neck while my hand felt the thin thread of her thong, she was not a regular of the garment even though she had them in her drawer, she liked panties better, among other things because she said her body and hips were a bit wide and that garment "violated" her.
I was cruel and grabbed the string of her thong, pulling hard, which shook her head back, giving me her cleavage, which I attacked with my lips and my other hand, now free of her thigh, which, despite not holding her leg, was still bent, surrounding me. I could see and feel her nipples that were about to tear the fabric of her dress, she was very hot, and I no less than her, my caresses made her tremble and every time I pulled the thong I could feel her twitching from pleasure, after a few minutes she took my face with her hands biting her lip and staring at me.
ANA: Fuck me right now, let's go to the bedroom and make me yours, I need it," she leaned against the door and wrapped her other leg around me, crossing them and straddling me, I held her waist as we melted into another hot, wet kiss. If she needed it, I burned inside of me with desire.
It's hard to open the door of a hotel, even with a magnetic card, when you don't know which hand to take away from a female in heat that you've grabbed by the tits and the string of the thong, more than not knowing, is that you don't want to take her away from there. In the end I decided on the one on her chest, I walked into the room with her hanging around my neck, removing my jacket over my shoulders, there was no time for fondue or champagne with half melted ice; in fact, Ana threw the bucket with her ass when I left her on the bed, while our tongues were having fun in each other's mouths. I just finished taking off my jacket and tie, Ana wouldn't let me separate from her lips, she was holding my head in her hands begging me to continue the frenzy. My body was screaming at me to rip her dress off and tear her apart, I would have done it with anyone, but not her, not now with that relationship filling me and lifting me to the sky.
I lost track of time, every now and then Ana would separate me from her face to catch my breath, admiring her eyes up close, I laughed at seeing myself so lost in her eyes, in one of those moments she pulled my cock out of my pants, I still didn't know how, but her ability to pull it out with my clothes on was almost magical, and every time she did it I worried more about the relief I felt when I was free of my panties, than asking her how she did it. Her skill with her hands had improved a lot and she masturbated gently, still plunging her tongue into my mouth, I found it hard to keep up with the mouth play with her skilled hands, drawing little sighs from me, she understood, so she put me on my back and getting on her knees, with my legs between hers, she wiggled so that I was delighted, she wiggled so that I delighted in her body before bending down to suck me, just as she had learned to do, holding with both hands and working the glans with her tongue exquisitely, swallowing only the bud to play with it as she wished, staining it with fiery red lipstick.
When he made me scream with his gestures, he continued to work on the shaft, passing over it slowly with his lips, going down to the base of my phallus, continuing with his hands to masturbate the upper part, always finishing these steps in the same way, passing his tongue from the base to the tip, as if he were licking an envelope, But in a much more sensual and exciting way, when she finished the endless bar of flesh she would give one last lick like an ice cream, making a hook with her tongue, and immediately after she would pierce half of his cock effortlessly up to his esophagus, stay there for a few seconds until she pulled it out so she could breathe and repeated the operation.
The first few times she just shoved it in, which was commendable since it almost unhinged his jaw, but by now she was sucking and licking every inch of shaft that went in. His lips didn't want to leave my cock, despite the obviousness of the verb, he was really sucking, sucking mercilessly, and he began to play with his tongue when there should have been little, if any, space between his teeth.