روايات وقصص ضمن Angry Sex Stories

Lexi They kept fucking me like that for what felt like forever—long, deep strokes that kept me teetering right on the edge without letting me fall. My whole body was shaking, sweat slicking my skin, my pussy making the wettest, most obscene sounds every time they bottomed out. I could feel their cocks throbbing inside me, both of them fighting their own orgasms, veins pulsing against my walls. “Please… please…” I was crying now, actual tears of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. “I can’t hold it… I’m gonna cum… I’m so close… Zach, Julian, please let me cum…”

The wet, glucking sounds are loud and obscene, picked up perfectly by the cameras. Jax moves behind me, yanking my tiny lingerie bottoms aside. He spreads my ass cheeks wide and spits directly on my dripping cunt before shoving three thick fingers inside me without any warning. “Jesus fucking Christ,” he laughs, pumping his fingers hard and fast. “This married pussy is absolutely drenched. You’re gushing like a broken faucet, slut. Your husband must have a tiny, useless dick if you’re this desperate for real men.”

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

he hissed against my skin. He grabbed his cock, which was huge and pulsing, and guided it to my entrance. He didn't use a condom. He wanted to leave his mark deep inside me one last time before we hit the road. He shoved in with one hard, violent thrust that made me shriek. The raw sex was the most intense it had ever been. He started a brutal, fast pace. Thud. Thud. Thud. Every time he slammed into me, the bed hit the wall. The shared heat was making me dizzy. He was hitting my center over and over, his movements powerful and relentless. I reached back and grabbed his thick, muscular arms, trying to pull him even deeper.

“Wow.” “That was so hot. We have to do that again.” she said, scooping some semen from her cheek and then licking it off of her fingertips. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and I felt instantly smitten with her in a way I’d never felt for another woman. It was at that moment, that there was a loud banging on the door. “What the fuck Tiffany? A divorce? Really?” he asked, shouting angrily and banging hard on the door. I froze, and looked over at Tiffany who was smiling, her face still splattered with fresh jizz.

She exploded, screaming around her husband’s cock as her pussy spasmed violently around Marcus, squirting mixed cum all over his balls Marcus flipped her onto her back again. He and David took turns Marcus fucking her deep and hard while David sucked her nipples and kissed her, then switching so David could fuck her while Marcus made her suck his cum-covered cock. The dirty talk flowed nonstop: David: “You let a stranger breed you all night… now take both of us.” Marcus: “Her pussy is so sloppy with my loads… feel how loose she is for you now.” Emma moaned like a whore, cumming again and again until she was a trembling, cum-covered mess.

“You want to be angry?” he growled into her ear, one hand snaking around to cup her breast, rough and possessive. The other hand slid down her stomach, through the sticky mess, and found her pussy. Two fingers pushed inside her without ceremony, and she cried out, her body arching. She was swollen, sensitive, impossibly wet. “Be angry. But your cunt is telling me the truth.”

“Yeah, same thing.” “And a child? Someone like you should not be a mother. You don’t care about anyone but yourself. Which is clear from the story you just told. Your husband was drunk every day on his honey moon, clearly miserable, and instead of caring enough to help, you decided to try and have sex with him. Just like right now. Maybe this is normal for you, but getting shot at and driving across the country isn’t normal for me! And do you think some good old sex would fix it? I’m pissed off at you, not fucking horny!” “Angry sex is like the best sex,” I countered. What an emotional softie. Feelings? Ugh.

“Arrghhh….” “You are still so fucking tight.” Xavier groaned against my tits, low and satisfied. The vibration sending shockwaves down my spine. I arched my back higher to meet his relentless thrusts as the only sound that could be heard was his balls slapping against my ass and the combined moans of Angel and I. “Take my cock like the little slut that you are.”

⚠️Content Disclaimer: This story contains graphic depictions of explicit sexual acts, including oral sex, anonymous encounters, public restroom settings, gloryhole scenes, multiple partners, and themes of sexual degradation, exhibitionism, and female submission. The content is intended for mature audiences aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is strongly advised. All characters depicted in sexual situations are consenting adults over the age of 18. This is a work of fiction and should not be interpreted as an endorsement of unsafe or non-consensual sexual behavior.