Adult Love Stories Novels & Stories

"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'."

I'm Jim, I'm 48 years old. Three years ago I decided to sell my commercial real estate business to some younger entrepreneurs. I keep an office at the firm but only go in a day or two a week. I can look after my financial affairs in my home office. Since we've been empty nesters, our relationship has improved. I think my wife, Cindy would say our sex life is good, or better than most folks who've been together this long. Perhaps it's not that unusual, but I really want more variety in our love making.

“I didn’t plan for us to have sex Aiden, I’m married to your father for fuck’s sake… I don’t know what you expect me to say” “I expect you to tell the truth” I replied “tell me how much you enjoyed last night. Tell me how my dick felt better than dad’s could ever. Tell me how much more you want me. How much you want to taste me. How much you want to be wrapped around my arms. Tell me how good our sex filled the void dad left behind…tell me…tell me all of it”

One could even hear thunder rumbling from a distance. Bella walked toward the large French window overlooking the balcony. She was surprised to find Damian outside. He was drenched in rain—it made his lonesome, slender figure look truly pathetic. Bella had been afraid of thunder since she was a kid. She would always run crying to Damian whenever a thunderstorm happened. He would then patiently invite her to sleep on his bed under the same cover, switch on the bedside lamp, and start telling her a bedtime story until she fell asleep. Once they were old enough to hit puberty, they could no longer sleep in the same bed. But he would still call. Sometimes, he would chat by her bedside.

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

She smiled brightly before kissing him beneath the moonlight. And this time— There was no hiding. No shame. No fear of society. Only love. The kind that survives cruelty. The kind that heals loneliness. The kind that finally gives two broken people a place to belong. Together. Forever.

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Well, maybe she is, but definitely an R-rated version of one. “Yeah, but yours was a set up. Who knows who will buy me?” I don’t have some guy out there who’s been pining for my attention, but the truth is that it doesn’t really matter at this point. I’m a twenty-five-year-old virgin. My romantic life is nonexistent. Maybe I’ll fall in love, or maybe I’ll just have a little fun. I’m going to spend the next thirty days playing catch up on my sex life. “You know Samantha only has the best to offer.” She’s trying to comfort me, but it’s the final few minutes until go time, and I’m starting to have a small freak-out.

“I need my Daddies.” They stayed in bed for another hour, touching her gently now, cleaning her up with warm towels. But even in the quiet moments, the hunger was still there. John’s fingers lazily played with her swollen clit. Luke kissed the marks on her neck. James watched her with dark, satisfied eyes. This wasn’t romance. It was pure, raw passion. Three powerful men completely owning their little girl, and her loving every second of it. Precious closed her eyes, feeling their cum still inside her, their hands still on her body.