Adult Romance Short Stories Novels & Stories

“Your cock is so long… so fucking long and big as well… I cried out. “It’s reaching places no one ever has… I love it! I love your big, long cock so much!” The stranger grunted, hips snapping forward faster. “Take it, slut. Take every inch into your wet dripping pussy because my cock was made for only your wet pussy… I love this pussy…” My voice rose even higher, shameless and dripping with pleasure. “It’s the longest cock I’ve ever taken… it’s splitting me open… I love how deep it goes! Fuck me harder… please! I love your cock… I can’t get enough of this big long cock…” Kai couldn’t stay hidden any longer.

He unzipped her top, and pushed the material aside from her shoulder, kissing it as he gently bite it, making her hiss. "Ammar!" When she couldn't handle his teasing, she moaned. He picked her in his arms and laid her down on the bed. Hovering over her, he connected their lips while his hand turned off the light. The clothes still stood like a barrier between two lovers, which he quickly got rid of as he made love to her. The moon seemed to shy away hiding behind the clouds. Subh-Dil laid her head on his bare chest she could feel the hum on his heartbeat.

The heat in the room grew stronger, they both grew breathless. They went on and on until they were satisfied. Then finally, they threw their backs onto the bed…butt naked…staring at each other knowing nothing between them is going to remain the same. But they didn’t seem to care, Lana scooted closer to Rafe and crashed her lips into his. He didn’t hesistate, he pulled her closer by the waist and continued to kiss her as both of their warm naked bodies clashed.

she asked herself. “Ever heard of a forbidden love trope? Like in romance books or movies even?” Richard said, standing up and walking a bit, Solene gazed at his plump masculine buttocks and a side view of his relaxed cock. “How? How do we make that possible?” She asked getting out of bed and walking over to him. “I'm here for you Sol. But that part is up to you. I'll have your back no matter what though. Get creative baby,” he turned to face her then grabbed her by the waist.

He pushed into me without warning, stretching and completing me. We always made love on the floor, knowing that our passion could easily break a bed. During our passionate encounter, every touch, every kiss, and every thrust brought us closer together, igniting a fire within us that consumed all other thoughts and worries. As our bodies moved in perfect harmony, the intensity of our connection grew, and I could feel the love and desire flowing between us. The room was filled with the sounds of our breathless moans and the rhythm of our bodies colliding. Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the depths of our passion, indulging in the pleasure that only we could share.

She came into my arms and we kissed again in that dimly lit room with the fading red of the summer sunset reflecting on the brass bedstead. We kissed long and passionately and as we kissed I gently kneaded her breast and took a nipple between finger and thumb, squeezing lightly and feeling Sandra respond by pressing her nails into my upper arm and pushing her tongue deeper into my mouth. And as we kissed my hand slipped from her little breast and I stroked her stomach and slid my fingers slowly down over her suspender belt to her panties. I felt her shudder in my arms and she raised her knees and parted her legs in invitation. My palm slid over the satin of her knickers, cupping her vulva an

“I dare you both to kiss us.” Vanessa stood, walked over to me, and pulled me up by the shirt. Her mouth crashed into mine, hungry, experienced. Her tongue slid against mine while her hand palmed my cock through my shorts. I groaned into her mouth. Beside us, Lauren had Jake pinned against the couch, kissing him like she’d been waiting years for permission. Her hand was already inside his shorts, stroking him slowly. Clothes came off in a frantic blur.

Her fingers teased my nipples as she whispered in my ear, “You wanted to tempt my husband? Now you’re going to tempt me.” Aaron had removed his shirt. All his body is filled with muscles and tattoos. He looked like every dirty fantasy I’d ever had. Genevieve guided me toward the bed, and I felt her unzipping my skirt until it pooled at my feet. I was naked between them, I felt vulnerable, exposed, and aching in all the right places. Aaron stepped forward first. He kissed me hard, then moved to my throat, down my chest. Genevieve watched, biting her lip, then slid a hand down between my legs from behind as Aaron’s mouth found my nipple.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

He was savoring her, taking his time, letting the warm water and the night air heighten every sensation. Emma moaned softly, her head falling back as she met his rhythm. She rolled her hips in time with his, grinding down on his cock while the water splashed gently around her waist. Marcus leaned down and kissed her, deep and slow, his tongue sliding sensually against hers. The kiss matched the steady grinding of his cock, making everything feel connected and intimate. Emma kissed him back hungrily, her hands sliding over his broad shoulders and into his wet hair.