Sexmate Stories

My first story has been reported/deleted. I created this without having a second mind as it's hard for me to find stories that could satisfy me. This contains unfilthered words and strictly for 16+ only.

This is a story of a man, meets boy. Renzo namibala grew up believing that, he'd never truly be happy. Until the day, he met "the one..." The boy, Vincente abellera did not share this belief. After a tragic accident, nawala ang kakayahan n'yang makita ang paligid. Despite the fact that things just never seem to go his way, Vincente always manages to find a reason to smile. A member of the famous gang, Renzo namibala. For renzo, money is what brings him the most joy. Vincente, on the other hand, is exactly the opposite. Vincente is well on his way to becoming CEO. Determined to live up to the expectations of his late parents, Vincente cares about one thing and one thing only: to become happy. . When Renzo finds himself struggling to maintain his daily needs, his friend suggests a job. Step in to help a customer. Renzo, become a bodyguard. his new job. but with time and determination, the two of them come to find they share a similar passion and past. As the two become closer, they begin to realize their feelings for each have taken an unexpected turn. But can they move from friend to friendlier without risking everything they've worked so hard to achieve? [R-18]

A story between two person who does'nt know each other but because of the circumstances fate brought them together.

A brief narrative about two strangers who became friends and then fuckbuddies and strangers again? (yes they do not become a lover.) REMEMBER THIS! "HINDI LAHAT NANG KA SEX MO MAHAL KA" -Ida I want this story to be realistic, so don't be offended if I didn't give you the romantic love story and dream story you were hoping for. Many thanks!

Can I hug you?" He whispered in my ear and I just nodded in fear. Zian slowly hugged me from my back and made me nervous when his lips touched my neck. " Why are you doing this to me?" " I don't know myself either...Who are you really? Why do I feel so strange about you? I can't seem to control myself... I want to hug you, kiss you and taste your whole body... Just thinking about you makes my body feel hot. ..and right now, I want to possess you. Will I ever be able to escape from Zian's temptation? Especially now that I've fallen in love with a man who can never be mine?"

Sex stories ito bawal sa edad na 18 pababa. WARNING ⚠️ 18 Pataas only ⚠️

From High School to College to Employment to .... This story will be like a spiral progression. From naive to needy. From open book to mysterious. From a girl next door to a mistress. Darnell Bliss A/N: Many guys will be included in these story but dont yah worry you wouldn't be confused because they have their own chapter. Some of them might enter some scene in some chapter. I will only make the important characters, the support characters will be name .... Hmmm lemme think first. I hope you'll enjoy my story.

SPG 15 TO 25 YEARS OLD LANG PEDE BUMASA NITO BAWAL SA BATA MADAMING MURA AT BASTOS ANG SALITA, KAPAG TINAMAAN NG LIBOG HUMANAP NA ATA MAG SEX

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Love is a choice. Not a feeling. And I chose to stay with him even though the situation was so complicated. And that choice brought us into a chaotic life. I chose to love him, I chose to stay with him, I chose to be a fool, I chose to be fragile, I chose the life I have now, And that was my choice, a choice that I can no longer undo. Date written: August 28, 2021

I hope you get wet 💧

"Sa umaga, wala kaming label. Sa hapon, katawan niya ang tahanan ko." Everyone thinks Dionne Rozel is just another loud, confident senior who plays the game better than anyone. But behind the bold eyeliner and fake smirks, she hides a secret that could ruin her. His name is Xion Yuan. Honor student. Mysterious. Untouchable. At sa tuwing mag-isa na lang sila sa classroom - hindi na siya gano'n ka-cold. Hindi na rin si Dionne gano'n ka-buo. They don't talk about it. They don't post. They don't even look at each other in the hallway. But once the final bell rings, and the classroom empties... It starts again. His lips. Her breath. Their silence. This isn't a love story. Not yet. This is the kind of secret that can only be whispered after class.