Adult Love Novels & Stories

“Ebony? Daddy kinks? Or BDSM?” Grace grinned a little. “Daddy kinks.” I picked a good video and started playing it on the big TV. The sounds of moaning filled the room. On the screen, a young girl was calling a man “Daddy” while he fucked her. I slipped my hand between Grace’s legs. She was already wet. I rubbed her pussy gently first, then pushed two fingers inside her. She moaned loudly and pressed her face into my chest. “That’s it,” I whispered. “Feel Daddy’s fingers.”

"I can't say that I really regret anything that's happened. Step by step it's been unbelievably exciting. Let me explain what happened. I am in my late forties and Alexis, my wife of 18 years marriage, is the same age. She is tall, fairly slim, with brown eyes and hair, smallish breasts, and with lots of light brown pubic hair. Our sex life has been drab to say the least and as our sex has dropped off, I've tried to find new ways to excite her. I have never been adulterous and, to my knowlege, nor has she, although there have been times when she's disappeared for hours on end, seen movies 'by

He finished inside her, groaning quietly as his cum flooded her again. Elena became addicted to the danger and the pleasure. Every Thursday she grew wetter just walking into the library. She started touching herself lightly in class while looking at Roman. Her pussy stayed constantly sensitive. She loved the way her ass stung after his spankings. She loved feeling his cum leak out of her for hours afterward.

"The sleaze." Rowan chuckled softly. "But Bri loves it. The second she gets home, she insists I take a shower and then—" "Enough. I don't want to hear it." "Whether you want to hear it or not, it's the truth. She's crazy about my body. Your 20 years of history don't even matter. People just choose who they're most compatible with in bed." Hendrix didn't feel like wasting any more time on Rowan. He turned to walk away. "Go ahead and perform your little show. I don't have the time to watch."

Levi smiled at the other's words and joked, "Blessed Alex..believe me, this is better than being your girlfriend your mother's age.. Alex: Oh, who is this lucky? Levi: Victor.. Alex was shocked and then burst out laughing, and Levi laughed as well. Alex laughed, "Oh my God, how old is his mother? This is the funniest thing I've ever heard.. Levi: Ok, stop and don't talk about it in front of him so as not to annoy him more..let's go to work Both of them went on their way to reach Levi in front of the door of one of the rooms and then knocked and entered to find that woman in her late forties sitting and reading some papers..

Age 18… I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. These words repeat in my head as I sit in the client room at The Sanctuary, staring at the checklist Dom Adam gave me. A week has passed since my eighteenth birthday, officially making me an adult in the human and paranormal worlds alike. My birthday gift to myself is a membership at The Sanctuary, a local werewolf BDSM club. Tonight is my first session with my dom, and I’m desperately trying to hold myself together.

He hooked a finger under the thin material and started pulling it roughly to the side, exposing my dripping, freshly orgasmed pussy to the cool bus air. “No… please… not here…” I begged in a broken whisper, my voice hoarse with exhaustion and fear. The old man just pressed the fat head of his cock against my slippery entrance, rubbing it up and down my slit, coating himself in my juices. “Too late, little whore,” he murmured. “This tight New York pussy is getting fucked raw tonight.”

In the end, he lowered his guard and said in a cold tone, "Avery, it’s enough!" Seeing that I still remained silent, he stood up in frustration and even let go of Scarlett's hand. "Can you stop being unreasonable? I told you that Scarlett and I are just friends. If you stop watching those short videos about whether a man truly loves you for just one day, your mind won't be filled with all the nonsense in a romantic relationship. It's really annoying." Speaking calmly, I tried to make myself clear. "Last night, I encountered a murderer in the demolition area and almost lost my life. Do you believe me?"

“Because…we just can't. This isn't real, let's not forget that. I'm not your real partner, I'm just your contract mate.” They exchanged another glance and I instinctively took a step back when Adam took a step close to me. “You don't have to be our real mate before we can fuck, Ava. We are adults and our bodies want each other. Look at me, my boy down here is rock-hard thinking of how tight and sweet and warm your pussy might be. And I can smell your heat, look at your eyes. They have “fuck-me” written all over them." I reared back as if I were slapped but tried to maintain my cool expression.

Kathy, a 51 year old housewife becomes a sugar baby. Enjoy.. ******** My name is Kathy. This series of stories focuses on my most recent experience in pushing the erotic envelope. They are inspired by real life experiences, but are still largely a product of my imagination. In other words I took literary license to deviate a bit from actual events. What is authentic is the fact that at middle age I entered into a sugar baby lifestyle. The feelings and emotions I experienced are very real, even if I have altered the characters a tad.