Bad Boy Sex Novels & Stories

“I just had the best lesbian sex of my life.” My mouth fell open. “Wait…what? Are you gay?” “I’m bi, babe. What’s there not to love about women?” She leaned back, counting on her fingers. “The ass? Soft, round, perfect to grab. The boobs? God, the way they bounce when she’s riding your face. The pussy? tastes like fucking heaven. But back to what I was saying…you should see the way this girl fucked my brains out.” She launched into it, voice dropping low and filthy.

“Alright, Cade drink 4 sips if you’ve ever gone through your contacts or friend list on social media looking for your next booty call.” I don’t drink and Monroe looks at me and says, “I call bullshit.” “No it’s not bullshit. I’ve never had to search for a booty call. They come to me.” “Oh wow, cocky much?” she says. I just shrug and say, “It’s true.” “Alright, moving on. Maddy, make out with Monroe for at least 10 seconds, or you both finish your drinks.”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. “Let me go.” “Wellsy, for fuck’s sake, can you just be a little bit patient?” I stopped. “There's nothing you can say to make me feel better about this.” “Fine. See it as a threesome, that's something everyone has undeniably wanted to try out.” “Not as a normal thing, Adrian. You're telling me that every time you like a girl, you…” “No!” He cut me off like he knew what I was about to say. “It's just the sex.”

now it's just sex. ASHTON Fuck, this girl. How is she so tight? She grips me like she's brand new, hasn't she been with others? Fuck. Her ass pressed against the sink looks fucking great in the mirror, and the shakes of her long hair every time I thrust into her... She moans in my ear, and that just makes me rougher. I fuck her with fury, with brutality, and she digs her nails into the tattoos on my back. Sex blinds me, and I couldn't care less who she is. I pull down the neckline of her dress and her bra cups. Fuck, her tits... They barely fit in my hands, and her nipples are round and pink... they fit perfectly in my mouth, and Paige shudders all over, tangling her hand in my hair. She pus

I suggest, adding to the conversation. She shakes her head disappointedly. “You really know nothing about men. Even if they are not that into their girlfriend, they won’t say no to sex. You’d get maybe a few days when they don’t want to, for sure, not in the mood maybe, but the whole time they are dating? Not even once? Only going as far as kissing..” She went into a deep thinking mode, like she was trying to solve a mystery. I had a face of disgust the entire time, I do not feel comfortable delving this much into a couple’s history. Who knows what they have done and not? It’s never the correct story from a third person.

It made me cringe. "What do you want and do not call me babes" "Sorry,Hayes .Umm,just wanted to see if you were free tonight for some umm..make out session ",she said intentionally dropping her tone and biting her lips in order to look sexy She only looked like a pathetic fool to me at the end. "No I am not free and it was a one time thing.You are no different than the other girls so stop bothering me". "I never took you for a cheap girl",I added.

He shifted again, rolling us onto our sides, his arm draped over me, holding me tight. “You're the best… better than… anyone… even Pastor…” I cried out. He smirked. “I’m the bad boy, remember? I show you all the ways, the angles, the positions… slow, hard, deep… I’m gonna make you beg for every one.” He pulled back slowly and before I could process it, he slammed back into me. OH MY DAYS! FUCKKKK! That was so fucking good. Who was this guy? “Fuuuuck… you feel so good… so wet… so mine…” he moaned. “On your knees, on your back, on your side… every way… every damn position.”

I buried my face deeper against him, inhaling the clean, masculine scent of his skin. “Not much,” I admitted softly. “One boyfriend in college. We dated for a few months. The sex was… fine. Quick, mostly in the dark, over before I could really feel anything. It never felt like this.” “Fine,” Zade repeated, and there was clear disapproval in his tone now, a low growl vibrating through his chest. “Sex should never be just fine, Nancy. It should be fucking incredible. Mind-blowing. The kind that ruins you for anyone else. It should make you forget your own name, forget where you are, forget everything except how good it feels.”