Cabin Sex Stories Novels & Stories

It was so easy to imagine the two men together—so different on the outside, but inside, where it counted, both good, strong, honorable men. And possibly both were wolves, but since she didn’t know for sure and they’d not said a word about it, she wasn’t even going there tonight. Tonight was her turn to be selfish—she wanted to experience sex with two men, but it couldn’t be just any men. It had to be Brad and Cain, and it was going to happen now. * * * This time it was Brad setting candles around the interior of the cabin before turning out the lights. Cain set up his music—two small speakers and his iPod—but instead of wolves and night creatures, the room was filled with classical violin an

“Beach, forest and a cabin— I want them all,” “Alright princess, anything else?” “Sex. Lots of sex.”

"Sit down first. Just a moment, and I'll just make you something to drink." The cabin was small, so Cathy never lost sight of Caisen. The living room is only a few steps away from the cabin's kitchen, which is why Cathy can still see Caisen. The two of them are in the middle of the forest, just the two of them, inside a cabin with a sofa and a bed. Cathy's face immediately warmed up as she looked around. 'Shit, what am I thinking? ' Cathy secretly shook her head to get rid of her thoughts. 'Ah, am I horny? But I have never had sex, so why would I feel this way? My heat cycle still hasn't arrived because the full moon isn't here yet.'

“They're really getting it in here!” Guests occupied every bed with various shades of brown limbs and bodies, twisted into every sexual position. The sounds were like p**n. Couples of varying combinations were in their own world. Although no one was really looking at me, I felt like I was being watched as I observed them. This was what me and Nathan liked to do. To watch. To get so turned on that we had to fuck the desire out of each other. I shouldn’t do this alone. I should be here with him.

He thrusts his fingers in and out slowly, making my orgasm build embarrassingly quick. Gavin thrusts a little faster, leaning over to whisper. "Do you like that babygirl?" I bite my lip and nod my head slowly. He smiles, and whispers. "Do you want to cum on my fingers babygirl? Let me taste you!" A soft moan escapes my lips and I close my eyes, nodding my head. He thrusts a little faster, pressing hard on my clit and my eyes fly open. Oh fuck. I'm going to cum, on the couch, watching a scary movie, with my brother's dad's fingers inside me. The worst part, I am loving everything he is making me feel right now.

"Mosche, I- just... I've got someone coming over in thirty minutes, OK? Just get yourself cleaned up. We'll probably be in my room for a bit, but dear god just put some fucking clothes on?" "Yeah, sure, yeah," Mosche nodded. "Wait, is it a girl?" You closed your eyes and took in a breath. "Yes, it's a girl." "Do you think she knows anything about tantric sex? I'm really not figuring this out." "Watch a fucking youtube video or something, Mosche! I swear, if you bring up tantric sex to Sabrina I will heckle the shit out of you every comedy night you do for the rest of the summer."

Themes: Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Strangers Mia swiped the keycard and pushed open the door to her hotel room. After a grueling 12-hour flight and a tedious business conference, all she wanted was a hot shower and sleep. She wheeled her suitcase inside and surveyed the spacious corner suite with floor-to-ceiling windows. The evening skyline twinkled with the lights of surrounding buildings. "At least this trip has some perks," she murmured, kicking off her heels and shrugging out of her blazer.

With the door to talking about sex cracked open, she added, "I enjoy a good sexual fantasy as much as the next woman, I guess. Which genres of stories do you like most?" "Normally it would be the hot-wife stories," Cheryl answered, "But I was reading a really hot incest/taboo story there the other day where the characters happened to be named Darlene, James, and Shannon." She looked Darlene in her surprised eyes and with a suggestive grin she added, "It's hard for me to imagine that's just coincidence. Did you write that story? Is that your taboo fantasy I was reading?" Darlene was a bit taken aback by her friend's blunt question, but her tone and the look on her face were certainly not judg

The intimacy felt profound, a shared secret binding them closer, their touches turning tender rather than urgent. Eventually, as the sky outside the cabin window shifted from inky black to a soft, hazy blue heralding dawn, they stirred. Clothes were gathered haphazardly—shirts inside out, pants zipped crookedly—their bodies still humming with residual pleasure, muscles loose and sated. They slipped out quietly, the cool corridor air a stark contrast to the cabin's heat, exchanging knowing glances and stolen kisses before parting ways.

"Baby what's going on?" he asked sitting at the edge of the bed, "What's going on as how?" he understood what his partner was talking about but he wanted him to elaborate more on his question. "This place is really scary and I'd be lying if I said, I'm not getting more scared, by the second what is up with this cabin?" "I don't know much but I know this place is full of mysteries and its starting to unravel bit by bit. First, it was Elena Martins the ghost, then the other unknown ghosts and Ruth's injury. Oh and my mysterious, lost in the wilderness situation." he heaved a sigh.