Adult Chat Stories Novels & Stories

💋AUTHOR’S NOTE (18+) PLEASE READ ALL CHARACTERS ARE UNRELATED BY BLOOD. Any titles like Daddy, Mommy, Brother, or Sister refer strictly to adoption, step-family, or roleplay. All characters are consenting adults (18+). PENELOPE POV

“Hear that Luna? They are paying top dollar to watch me own you. Announce the special creampie challenge for them baby. Tell them what is coming.” I whimpered and tried to form the words while he kept pounding me steady and deep. “We are doing a creampie challenge tonight,” I moaned, my voice cracking as his fingers worked my clit faster. “Kai is going to fill me up on the stream if you guys keep tipping big.” The chat exploded even harder with messages like “Breed her now” and “Pump that load deep” flashing by so quickly I could barely read them. He slowed his thrusts then stayed buried all the way inside me while he kept teasing my swollen clit.

He said, "Wait, what? Why would she do that?" I asked, astonished. "She told me she felt overwhelmed by my constant demand for s*x and that she couldn't continue anymore." Eugene said, the withheld tears finally trickling down his face. My face turned sympathetic as I drew closer to him. I wiped off his tears and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't cry Eugene, you can always find someone else to satisfy your s*xual urge," Eugene turned to me, "someone else? You have no idea how hard it'll be to find someone so curvy, yet good in bed as Scarlet." He said,

Philip smirked proudly and his guys started hyping him up. I know you’re going to be wondering how this is normal? Well we’ve been doing this since the first day of college, we’ve known each other for long so it’s completely normal. We just pick a ransom day, get high and wasted and fuck ourselves, just for fun actually and it never gets out. Ashley started taking off her clothes. God I love her body, she’s fit to be a professional p**n star. Philip grabbed her breast and started playing with it, teasing and then put it in his mouth.

She saved all of these into a separate folder, which she made herself cum to often. After the stranger had ended the skype call, Ali laid on her back, panting, her creamy pussy leaking down her, but she wasn't satisfied yet. It had been nearly a month since she had sex, and Ali was craving it like a smoker trying to quit. She began searching online for other chat rooms that she hadn't tried yet when she came across one... BBCchat. Oh fuck. Ali had always had a fascination for black cock, although she was yet to experience one. She immediately went onto the chat and signed up, using "Ali Cat" as her username.

I wiped the last of the cum off my cock as I clicked on the box to open our private chat room. I couldn’t type fast enough to tell him how much his stories had turned me on. After I told him I had stroked myself to three climaxes in an hour and a half—more than I had ever been able to do before—he asked me if I would like to experiment with some online sex and masturbate together. I asked him if he was sure that no one else could read what we were doing, and he assured me that in the private chat room no one would mind—it happened all the time.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

They talked about their feelings for each other, and they Both confessed that they were falling in love. As the night went on, they made love again, this time in the hot tub. They were both so passionate and in love, and they couldn't get enough of each other. The rest of their weekend vacation was filled with more romantic moments, more exploration, and more love. They went on hikes, visited local markets, and even went parasailing. But the best moments were the ones they spent together, talking, laughing, and making love.

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