Adult Love Novels & Stories

I mean, what's fucking wrong with him? "What's so funny?" I asked him. "Everything," he told me, this time tucking both hands into his pants pocket. "Like seriously, just listen to yourself." He added. "Who's talking about falling for anybody? Ain't we adults?" For the fact that we're adults doesn't mean that we can't fall for each other; what's he even saying? If falling in love isn't for adults, is it for children? "Things can still change, and I don't fucking want a change like that." I told him flatly.

Marcus kissed her forehead, her cheeks, and her lips — gentle now, full of affection. “I’ve wanted you for so long too,” he admitted quietly. “It felt wrong… but I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” “It’s not wrong,” Celine whispered, tracing his jaw with her fingers. “We’re both adults. And I love you, Marcus. Not as my uncle. As you.” He smiled that crooked smile she adored. “I love you too, Celine.” They made love twice more that night — once slow and tender in the shower, and again in the early morning when Celine woke him by sucking his cock. Each time felt better than the last.

Lily, a cute 29-year-old girl, had a secret fetish. She loved the taste of cum, and she had been practicing her blowjob skills since the age of 25, regularly sucking her father’s cock. Now, she yearned to experience an old, wrinkled dick – specifically, her 89-year-old grandfather’s. However, Lily knew she had to keep this desire a secret from her family. Her grandfather was in a nursing home, and she couldn’t risk anyone finding out about her twisted fantasy. One day, she decided to visit her grandfather and finally fulfill her darkest desires.

Adam growls down at her angrily. "I want you so fucking bad that you will never understand it. I can barely stand upright when I am around you, I ache so badly for you. There is nothing more I want in this life than to bury myself so deeply inside of you until you forget where you begin and I end. I want to make love to you until we both forget our names. I want to satisfy you so thoroughly that the thought of anyone ever touching you again leaves your mind. I want to-"

he joked and laughed. “OK,” said Shelley. “What?” asked Aaron and turned to look at her. “I said OK,” she said. “Find someplace quiet to park up and I’ll let you fuck me.” “Are you serious?” he asked. Shelley grabbed his cock in her hand and giggled. “Sure,” she said. “I always wondered just how good an older man would be. Now is my chance to find out.”

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.

WARNING This chapter contains scenes of explicit sex that are not suitable for audiences under the age of 18. After watching the faces of his loved ones disappear from the screen, Adam got up and went to sit back down on the sofa. His head tipped back, and one arm covering his eyes. Shàng Wèi was looking at him and couldn't help but feel worried. He sat down next to him, his body fully facing his, and made to caress his smooth jaw with a finger.

She arched her back to feel him even deeper. Amy was a moaning mess under Bryan, who kept repeating the words ‘I love you’ in her ear. He held her hips steady and with one hard thrust, he came inside her, causing her to see stars. “I love you more.” she whispered back, gazing into his eyes.

"The only thing that matters is I love him. And I always do." She whispered to herself, the corner of her lips turning up while she picked the cup of coffee she kept and took another sip, warming her up. As an adult, she knows they have to come across obstacles in life sooner or later, but she felt lonely and craved his presence. Hoping for his company to settle, and continue living their days together like the lovely time they spend at high school and college. Her eyes roamed around the room and falling on the boxes that were on the corner of the room, she got up and approached them.

He stepped out of the car. In the night club. "Thank God!. Somehow, you agreed to come here." The loud music echoed in the nightclub. She said while sitting on the sofa. "I need to go" He felt suffocated. Kate grabbed his hand. "Please! " She was about to cry. He sat again. His facial expression showed how much he was forced to be there. "Please! For my sake." She poured a glass of wine. She moved glass towards him. "She forbade me. She hates this." He denied. He has left drinking for a decade. He was