Age Gap Sex Stories Novels & Stories

This story is intended for adults aged 18 and older and contains explicit sexual content and mature themes. Readers should be aware that it includes depictions of gay sexual activity, oral sex, anal sex, rimming, cruising, public sexual encounters, power-exchange and submissive/dominant dynamics, explicit sexual language, and descriptions of consensual sexual acts between adults. All characters depicted in sexual situations are adults. This work is presented as fiction and is intended solely for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

“We aren't mates. We are just fuck buddies.” My face dropped low, my lips pouting even more. Frustrated. Confused. I dropped his hand. “You were once like my little sister or perhaps, a daughter. The age gap is massive. How is it possible for us to be together forever?” “Age matters not.” It's a phrase I learnt reading romance novels and books and sure it didn't matter. “Look we're having sex every blessed day and we flow well, how do you take that for us being mates?”

‎Anny's POV ‎I have been married to my husband Greg, for ten years now. With no kids. Greg and I have been trying to make babies for the past ten years but haven't been successful. ‎I love my dearest husband so much, but over the past few years, Greg has become almost inactive in bed. ‎I have relentless sexual hunger. I love having sex a lot. Since Greg has been unable to satisfy my sexual urge and fantasies, I've been forced to look for other alternatives, such as vibrators and masturbation.

The idea of me helping Sarah conceive, of sharing my seed with another woman under my wife's blessing, was a taboo that had turned my blood into liquid fire. Lillian pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, her gaze predatory and hungry. She didn't say a word at first; instead, she slid her hand down the front of my boxers, her fingers curling around the thick length of my cock. I groaned, my hips instinctively arching into her touch. She began to stroke me, a slow, rhythmic glide that made my toes curl.

“Just fuck me already.” Rowan gave him what he asked for. Hard thrusts shook the table. Cassian stroked himself and came first. Rowan filled him again. The pattern repeated through the following weeks. Hate sex became their secret. Each encounter left them sore and satisfied. But the rivalry never stopped. They still argued in meetings. They still fought for top sales numbers. The hate remained. The sex only made it hotter. Cassian lay in bed one night thinking about it. His ass still felt the ghost of Rowan’s cock. He stroked himself slowly to the memory. The mistake had opened something new between them. Neither wanted to admit it. But both kept coming back for more.

Darrell already left for work, we were all bored so we decided to swim. "Yeah and after that, we had sex" she giggled. "Woah so you guys are officially together?" "Yeah" "I can't seriously remember the last time, I had a good screw. About three months ago" Daniela said. "Three months? Don't tell me you?..." I trailed off raising my brows at her. "Of course, I had it with one of the male servants" she rolled her eyes. "Holly molly. You need to get laid sis. How about we hit the club tonight?" she giggled.

GABRIEL Some opportunities fall into your lap exactly once. If you’re smart, you grab them before they hit the ground. My name is Gabriel, but you can call me Gabe. I’m 24, straight, or at least I was when the story started. I’m about to tell you how my roommate and I ended up having our asses passed around like dessert on a dinner table, right here in our living room. So sit back. Relax. Make sure you’re alone and grab a bottle of lube and a towel cos it’s going to get really messy.

Just a pretty con artist who thought she’d found an easy, shy virgin to play with. Elara’s mouth fell open in genuine surprise, even as her pussy clenched hard around me. “You… ahh!… you lied? I thought this was your first—oh my god!” I chuckled darkly, hips pistoning faster. “It’s been a while. I’ve been celibate for months. But I’m no shy virgin, baby. You just woke up the real me.”

I ask. He looks at me. “Don’t your books tell you how big of an age gap between children they have their children?” he asks me curiously. I laugh “My books are a little different. The one book, the woman was pregnant almost every year because they loved one another…” heat rushes to my face again. “Jesus Grace, I don’t think that’s healthy. I think your insides need at least two years to heal… I read that somewhere.” He shakes his head. “Do I need to ban certain books from you again?” he asks.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit age-gap and cheating content involving an 18-year-old girl and her best friend's married father, including graphic descriptions of fingering, oral elements implied, virginity loss, rough vaginal sex, creampie, daddy kink, dirty talk, and breeding themes. Intended for mature audiences only. CHAPTER ONE "You have to be quiet. There are others trying to sleep in the house," Mr. Miller said. "Sorry, Mr. Miller," I squeaked from behind my covers. It was the middle of the night and Rebecca and I had been sneaking into each other's room and giggling non-stop.