Adult Love Novels & Stories

What exactly is love? Does love come just to carry wounds? I used to consider it was all about love. It's like a cloud brewing when the sun is shining. Like cotton candy and lollipops that only give a sweet taste. I never realized that I was the one who was so naïve to consider that way. Not only hard regrets, but love can also be very hurtful. Adults always try to dictate which is wrong and which is right. Then put pressure on us with what they assume is good. But are they right? Do they know everything?

If a gay couple moved in together, they would inevitably become the talk of the town for years. I recalled a story my grandmother had once shared during a Christmas gathering a few years back. She mentioned a friend's grandson who was gay, and how his grandmother had sought guidance from the village chaplain. The chaplain had instructed her to do everything in her power to convince him to marry a woman, warning that his soul would be lost to the devil if he didn't. It was a stark reminder of the deeply ingrained beliefs and prejudices that still persisted among the older generations.

My brightness has gone long time ago my friend, there is no other light that can light up my life now. Alex: time will tell cable. Cable: “yam it will tell I know “cable took the last sip of his drink and passed out. “This big child really needed to be handled. “Alex gave a sad smile to him before bringing him to his car. "I wish love was perfect like love it self "

The other men watched. Clothes came off slowly. Elowen stood naked in the center. Hands touched her. Marcus cupped her breasts. Julian knelt and licked between her legs. Thaddeus stayed right beside her. His hand held hers. The sex turned intense. Hands were everywhere. Fingers pinched her nipples. Mouths sucked her skin. Deep thrusts filled her from different angles. It was like fireworks exploding inside of her.

“It’s not just a physical act, itsmore sensual and mental... that’s what makes it so special.” “This is very good, An-Gel-Aa... I am learning this well... and I sense it is only the beginning.” “You ain’t seen nothing yet, baby. It’s only the tip of the iceberg.” I gave him a long and wicked wink. “Andspeaking of tips, I want you to slowly pull back on that hood over your cockhead and expose that red hot cherry completely. Now spit into your hand and lube up that red hot plum for me. Yeah, yeah... that’s it baby, get it all hot and

A huge rush of his cum poured from my stretched pussy onto the table and floor. He helped me stand on shaky legs, turned me around, and kissed me deeply. “You’re mine now, Shine,” he whispered against my lips. “Every day. Every night. As long as you’re in this house.” I nodded, still trembling, cum running down my legs. “Shine… I love you,” Alex said, his voice lower now, serious in a way I hadn’t heard before. “And I don’t care about the age gap between us.” I froze.

"Surprised you didn't go in with her. You always need clothes, don't you? For that website thing you do?" I began to curl up closer to him, closing my legs, but touching his hard chest. "My channel." "Right. Nympho-something." "Nymphet Fashion," I whined. "Get it right." I rubbed my hands on his abs. "Right, right. What was the latest topic?" I leaned into his ear. "How to seduce an older lover." "Yeah, right." I giggled. "No, 'How to Wear Pink Without Overdoing It'."

~Brenda For the most part of my adult life, I’ve only characterized men by the size of their cocks. That’s it. To me, they aren’t people with feelings or hobbies. They are just talking, walking cocks. This is what happens when your sister sleeps with your fiancé on your wedding day. I have no concept of love anymore. It’s a fairy tale for people who haven't been stabbed in the back. All I want now is to be fucked, spanked, and spat on.

he said with pleading eyes. "Whatever just wake me up when we get there" I said turning myself. I guess I should introduce myself. Hey I'm Ashley Black I'm 19 years old and a high school senior, yeah I get I'm old for high school but it's because when mom died when I was a freshman and had to repeat since I was a complete mess. What can I say I loved my mom but when I found the truth behind her death I lost that love for her. That's a story for another time though.Oh and I'm an intersex.