Adult Romance Short Stories の小説・ストーリー

The sensation was so erotic I almost came again. We collapsed together, panting, his cock still twitching inside me. Arthur kissed me softly, tenderly, brushing damp strands of hair from my face. “I love you, Mrs. Lane. That was fucking incredible.” “I love you too,” I whispered, smiling against his lips. My body felt deliciously used—pussy throbbing and full of his cum, thighs sticky and nipples sensitive. “But we’re not done yet, are we?” Arthur chuckled, his cock already starting to harden again inside me. “Not even close, my beautiful bride. I plan to fuck you all night long.”

she moaned and fluttered her eyes shut. Her husband smiled and kissed her on the neck as he moved in and out of her. Larissa dug her nails into his buttocks as she tried to pull him closer, wanting, no, needing every part of him he could give. Aleric filled her to the brim with his cock, felt her shiver underneath him and pulled out. Each stroke was met with her longing and eagerness, her wet womanhood gripping tight to him. He shivered himself when her sex tightened around his cock, as if unwilling to let him go. When he slid out, Larissa moaned and groaned in ecstasy.

This pull towards him, this desire? Was it my heat? No. It couldn't be. This felt different, every of his touch sent jolts through my body, making my wolf purr uncontrollably. “Ahh, Nicholas…” his name fell from my lips. He pulled away, his face to mine. I remained in that position, naked before him, then came the sound of thunder breaking through the thick clouds, then the wind that rattled the windows and almost blew off the candle lights. The room suddenly felt too compressed as he slid his hand behind, and pressed me closer. My breath hitched as my cunt pressed against his bulge. My wolf squealed underneath, my legs parting more to take him in.

Cassian rested his hand protectively over her lower belly, right where their combined cum still slowly leaked from her well-used pussy. “You’re cracking us, little debtor,” Damien admitted quietly, breaking the silence. “We’ve shared women before. Never like this.” Rafael chuckled, but there was no real humor in it. “I hate how much I want to keep you after the year is over.” Cassian said nothing. He simply pulled her closer and kissed her forehead with surprising gentleness. Aurora lay between the three identical men, her body glowing with satisfaction and her heart dangerously full. She was falling.

Taking a sip, he nearly reeled at the salty-sweet taste and lapped hungrily at the wound, making sure not to suck the life out of the redhead. Ah, he was nearing the edge and so was Laty, he could tell. Biting his tongue, Kil spat out his blood at the cut and watched as it closed itself, and then turned to share the lingering taste of their joining with Laty in a long kiss. Howling, Lary broke from the kiss, and just as he was about to orgasm, he marked his mate. **** The two lovers lay in the aftermath of their lovemaking as they tried to catch their breath.

Together, they formed a circle of seduction, their scents—jasmine, musk, and lust—enveloping me. “Newcomer?” the brunette purred, stepping closer, her hand brushing my arm, sending shivers through me. I nodded, heart racing, my nipples hardening under the silk. “Let’s welcome her,” the blonde teased, guiding me to a plush chaise, the others closing in. The brunette kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring mine, while the redhead lifted my dress, her fingers tracing my thighs, slipping under my panties to rub my clit.

Not so fast I promised to ride him to ecstasy and that’s why we’re here. I pulled my cock away from his mouth, lifted him gently to his feet and crashed my lips against his wet pink lips. I grabbed his cock 6 inches not so bad for a guy his age, I squeezed it lightly. “Ohh” he moaned in between the kiss our tongue rolled against each other in a fierce pleasurable battle. His hand found it way to my chest rubbing me everywhere, he touched my nipple and I stiffened. I couldn’t ignore this heat no more. I break the kiss and lifted him up I placed him on the couch and I undid his belt, I removed his trouser down to his short and I flung them to a corner of the room.

He hadn’t even done anything major yet, but my breath was already coming in shallow, desperate gasps. With one final, perfect rub on my clit, I came hard. My body slumped forward, weight pressing heavily against him as my arms wrapped tightly around his neck. I kissed him again, trying to steal back some semblance of control, but he easily took over, dominating the kiss with that same superiority that came from being so much older than me.

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

I scream, not minding if I would draw attention. “Ahhh,” he groans and rams into me. Deeper. Fucking hard! I feel my cunt swell with his seeds, ones I wish would germinate inside of me. Lust in love, I come. Hard. Squirting and moaning like a bitch. New story alert: You’re locked in a room with your father's best friend. A freak, perverted sadist. You crossed the line by inviting your boyfriend over. To punish you, he straps you in a collar and drags you to his dark, kinky room, and teaches you how bad girls are handled.