Abdl Sex Stories Novels & Stories

“I mean… aren’t things… different?” He laughed, turning his head slightly and covering his mouth with a hand. “I’m sorry,” he apologised as he turned back to her. “Are human stories not filled with tales of Mer seductions? Our stories certainly are filled with sandy encounters with fisher-folk and swimmers. But, also amongst ourselves, it is frequent amongst our kind that we have sex in both forms. If you can, why would you not, after all? There are advantages and disadvantages to both.”

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

I stated, looking deep into her mesmerizing eyes. "Hmm. I'm not sure I understand what you are saying." Bella said. "Once in a while I enjoy a relaxing moment with a woman. The thing is, men can be a bit intense, mostly during sex, so I decided to stay out of it." I replied, my fingers glided over my bikini bottom, stroking my sensitive clit, which sent sparks and shivers through my body.

Her husband stood over her, pumping his cock Victoria rubbed her own clit fast, watching them. Laura came first, soaking Victoria's thigh with fresh squirt then her husband groaned and shot thick ropes of cum across Victoria's breasts and stomach. Victoria followed right after, moaning loud as her orgasm hit, the three of them collapsed on the bed in a sweaty, sticky pile, for a minute, no one spoke just heavy breathing and the smell of sex all around them. Laura curled against Victoria's side, one hand resting on her husband's chest. "I can't believe we just did that," she whispered.

Second later Justin sprayed her hot honey pot with his seed and he rolled them over so he would not crush her with his wait. "That…that was….amazing baby! You are amazing! The best thing that happened to me after a long time!" Justin admitted while Arabella aloes at him still with the afterglow of sex on her face. "I….i feel the same!" She whispered, making him smile broadly.

Alia had earned her reputation the honest way—by fucking like it was her favorite subject. At twenty-one, with a body that turned heads in every hallway, she didn’t bother hiding it. Long dark hair that fell in messy waves down her back, full tits that strained against her tight white crop tops, and an ass that made even the quietest guys stare. She wasn’t ashamed. Why should she be? Sex felt good. Power felt better. And Alia loved both. Unlike Sarah, who loved getting railed in public places where anyone could walk by and watch, Alia preferred the thrill of almost getting caught. Quick, dirty fucks in bathrooms, empty lecture halls, or behind the gym. Today, it was Jackson.

Abigail's POV "Fuck", I cursed under my breath partly from the fact that Jose started rubbing my clit as he fucked my ass hard and also that my fiance was calling. Jose, pulled his dick out suddenly and knelt behind me, he leaned in close to my ear. "Pick the call up, doll. Or are you ashamed of your husband to be... seeing you right here on this table... with a huge cock in your ass... your face covered with cum and you begging for more?", he teased, breath hot against my ear.

“Thanks. I didn’t know where else to go. You’re the only one who ever really listened without trying to own me. Adrian just wants to fuck me raw and keep me locked up dripping his load whenever he snaps his fingers.” He brought over two mugs of steaming tea and handed me one, his fingers brushing mine, sending a spark straight down to my clit. “I’ve been doing okay since we split. Freelance gigs keep me busy shooting bands and street stuff. Dated a couple girls but none of them tasted as sweet as you or moaned my name the way you did when I licked that pretty pussy for hours.” He smirked a little trying to lighten the mood but his eyes stayed dark with heat.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. “Let me go.” “Wellsy, for fuck’s sake, can you just be a little bit patient?” I stopped. “There's nothing you can say to make me feel better about this.” “Fine. See it as a threesome, that's something everyone has undeniably wanted to try out.” “Not as a normal thing, Adrian. You're telling me that every time you like a girl, you…” “No!” He cut me off like he knew what I was about to say. “It's just the sex.”