Novel & Cerita Cerita Sex Series

[To Be Continued in Chapter 9] ******** Quote of the Day: "The best sex is when you don't have to care or worry about how loud you are." ******** Author Says: Hi Readers, Please leave feedback on the series in the comments and there are more chapters to come, more fun, and more heat. So stay tuned and if you haven't bookmarked yet. Do it now! I really love to hear your thoughts so, please comment or Join my discord server at 👉 [ https://discord.gg/vEHpRaX ] Join the little Fan club.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised – triggers for non-consensual undertones in fantasy context, size difference, and intense power play. This is going to be a long series. Enjoy ;) CHAPTER ONE

I keep my knees together and turn my hips to the side, which accentuates the curve of my ass. If Cello were to fuck me in this position, he would get to grab my ass as well as my tits. Closing my eyes, I try to shake off the thought. I don’t know where it came from. I’ve never even had sex before. How would I know what he would do? Now I’m lying here, thinking about him doing just what I envisioned. “Perfect,” I hear Cello whisper close to me. I open my eyes to see him leaning over me, a red ribbon in his hands. He puts one knee on the bed and looks down at me with such intensity, I wouldn’t be surprised if he crawled on top of me and started rutting.

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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.

Bryony chuckled, "he's going to work at McDonald's as a burger flipper. No, a traffic warden. Lion tamer? I know! He's going to become your friend Mandy's professional dominant?" "Actually, Bri, you're not too far off with that last one," Jules replied. "Apparently, after our night at The Rector's last week, Scott bedded dear old Mandy with spectacular results. She reckons that she learned so much from him that it's rejuvenated her married sex life. Her husband can't wipe the smile off his face, apparently. "Anyway, that episode has given Scott an idea. He is going to set himself up as a sex therapist, offering demonstrations to men, women or couples. Scott Baker, sex therapist, member of th

I grabbed her fat arse and pulled her tighter, tribbing harder and faster. “Fuck my cunt with yours, you filthy slut!” I gasped. We were both sweating, moaning loudly, calling each other every dirty name we could think of. Regina reached between us and rubbed my clit furiously while we grinded. The light had turned red again, giving us even more time. I came first this time — screaming, shaking, soaking her pussy with my cum. Regina followed right after, grinding down hard as another powerful orgasm ripped through her. We kept going for what felt like forever — kissing sloppily, sucking and biting each other’s tits, fingering, using the cucumber on each other again, and tribbing in different

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.

that felt like the most powerful ending for this couple. Okay, that was the heartfelt, literary reason. Now for the completely, utterly ridiculous and honest reason: I literally could not write another sex scene. I am not joking. We were closing in on 80,000 words on this thing! A hundred thousand words! Do you have any idea how many different ways there are to describe a hand running through hair? Or a deep gaze across a room? I was starting to lose my mind trying to come up with fresh, non-repetitive action. I truly don't think I would have survived trying to write a fresh, unique, meaningful, and non-absurdly-long sex scene at this point in the narrative. My fingers were cramping, my thes

I writhed on his lap, making my intentions known but unfortunately, he had other plans to drag this out as long as possible. “Tell me… what’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done during sex?” Tom twisted the crotch of my panties around his fingers. He pulled it to the side. In doing so, his knuckle rubbed against my clit and I nearly saw stars. I bit my lip, hard enough to bruise. “I t-thought you wanted me to turn my thoughts off,” I spluttered. My hips bucked off his thighs for a second. Fuck, I needed release. I needed it so bad, I was two seconds away from begging.