Creamy Used Panties Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, Harold! I won't come to the bar ever again… Ah, you can't touch me there…" A drunk, beautiful woman clad in a pair of black stockings can be seen at the entrance of a bar at midnight. Since she's lying on the sidewalk, her white panties are all exposed. Elated, I stick my hand beneath her skirt. Little do I know that the woman, Crystal Conley, has mistaken me for her sugar daddy, Harold Townsend, and thinks that I'm here to teach her a lesson. She's so petrified that she dares not move a muscle. I use the opportunity to part her legs and pin her down hungrily. Poor Crystal shrieks in fright, "How could you punish me like this, Harold?"

“Stop this.” I so desperately wanted to die of embarrassment as the heat and dampness from my panties brushed against my skin. My worry that he would see my soaked underwear was outright replaced by his large palm coming down on my poor, innocent bare flesh. I howled in more fury than pain this time, the insult to my pride feeding that fury. “My house, my rules. And this body of yours is now mine. So my body, my rules.” “You... you don’t own my body.” I managed to stutter, but that only earned me another round of punishment. “My body, my rules,” he said again, and this time I sank my teeth into my bottom lip as hard as I could. “Are we clear?” “Yes."

WARNING: Strictly for Adults 18+ This collection dives straight into hardcore, no-holds-barred erotica. Graphic fucking, raw dirty talk, dominance, surrender, high-stakes risk, taboo lines crossed, cheating spouses, massive age differences, group play, BDSM intensity, gangbangs, public exposure, outdoor pounding, and relentless, shameless orgasms. These tales are built to make you throb, soak through your panties, and leak pre-come. If any of that crosses your limits, close this now. Once you start, you'll devour every dripping detail until nothing's left unsaid. Crack it open and let the cravings take over. Zero forgiveness. Zero shame. Only thick, pulsing depravity. Rated 18+.

Dragons, a curse, feisty women, and spicy adventure from another world will leave you panting for more. Add heartache, steamy scenes and undeniable courage to know you’re in the land of the Dragon Fire Chronicles. Get ready to be carried away with laughter and tears beginning with Bastian and Acasia as they navigate the fiery trail of love and betrayal. Layrn and Roxanne will melt your panties and leave you breathing fire. Sarn and Sierra are up next in an emotional journey filled with steamy scenes. Tahr and Pepper lead the fight against the curse and risk everything for love. After the war settles a baby dragon might be all grown up in the thrilling conclusion. What are you waiting for? Fire Chronicles is created by Holly S. Roberts/D’Elen McClain, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"You can do anything in this Lagos. But never find yourself in the hands of a Yoruba demon. They will destroy you."-------------------------Meet the Yoruba Demons. Kolawole, Olatunde and Olufemi. The known Casanovas of Lagos state.They have it all, money, flashy cars, mansions all over the country. Every girl would want their panties ripped by one or all of them just to get the dough and they use the opportunity well.After each experiencing their own version of excruciating heartbreak, they made a deal to never enter a serious relationship ever again. They adopted a Use and Dump Policy which had worked for them for years until one of them decided to break the pact and fall in love.They couldn't allow it could they?Find out how shit goes sideways in this epic story of love, romance and betrayal.

“You wear these little skirts… are you trying to seduce me?” His eyes dragged down my body. “I—I don’t know what you’re talking about” Before I could finish, his hand slid up my thigh, fingers brushing beneath the edge of my skirt. My breath hitched. He shoved my panties aside and pressed two thick fingers inside me. “Ahh. . . Kelvin. .” My knees buckled against the sink as he started slow, then thrust rougher, stretching me with every push. “You like that, baby girl?” he whispered against my lips. “Yes… oh God, yes.” His mouth hovered over mine, stealing the sound of my moans before he spun me around to face the mirror. My own reflection stared back at me wide eyes, flushed cheeks while Kelvin loomed behind, his heat swallowing me whole. “Watch while I fuck you,” he growled, shoving down his zipper. The heavy length of him slammed into me in one rough stroke, knocking the air from my lungs. “F-fuck!” I cried out, gripping the sink for dear life. He yanked my hair back, forcing me to look at myself as he pounded into me. “Be my slut today.” Dripping Wet is a collection of straight-up filthy stories about raw, no-limits sex. Bodies crashing together in hard fucks. Holes stretched wide, throats used rough, sheets drenched in cum and sweat. Each one dives deep into pure hunger, cocks slamming in deep, pussies taking it hard, asses getting claimed with no mercy. All the taboo stuff you crave, laid out in brutal detail. No romance. No sweet talk. Just hard, wet, pounding sex that leaves you spent. This book isn't about love. It's about need and giving in until you're soaked.

Celeste was forced into a chosen mating with the most brutal and feared Alpha because of an alliance between the packs even though her father had promised that she would get to select her mate. In order to get rid of the alpha, she runs away only to stumble right into her fated mate. Now torn between two wolves and the threat of starting a war if she does not return to fulfill her duty to her pack, she must make a choice between love and duty, or she could lose everything. “I just need to check something real quick…” He whispers in my ear, as I feel his fingers slide under my panties and go straight to my core, feeling around for my clit.

“Panties off. Now. Crawl onto the bed, spread those legs wide, and light every fucking rose. I want your dripping cunt glowing in the candlelight while I decide whether I’m going to edge you until you sob… or pin you down and breed you until you’re leaking me for days.” Welcome to Naughty Empire—a filthy, no-holds-barred collection of pure taboo heat. Step-daddy professors bending innocent students over lecture desks, explosive step-brother reunions where years of tension finally snaps, primal breeding scenes that leave you dripping and claimed, and every dark kink imaginable laid bare. No limits. No apologies. Just raw, pulse-pounding indulgence.

His hand slid beneath my dress, fingers curling around my thighs with a possessive grip. "I always knew that scumbag couldn't treat you right," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips traced a slow path from my jaw to my neck. "Still can't figure out what you ever saw in him." I drew in a shaky breath as his hands moved higher, fingertips brushing the band of my panties, sending a jolt of heat through me. "Women like you are prizes, Sienna," he whispered against my lips, the words melting into my skin. My grip on his shirt tightened, knuckles white. "And prizes? They're meant to be fucking claimed. Owned." In the haze of intoxication, Alexander Grayson looked like the most beautiful thing on Earth—or perhaps he really was. "Can... can you make me forget about Ryatt?" I breathed, my voice trembling. A smirk tugged at his lips, dark and predatory, as his hand slid inside my panties, finding the heat of my wet, aching pussy. A soft moan escaped me, and I clung to him, every nerve alight."I'll make you forget about yourself, flower," with that he crushed his lips to mine. *** From the moment I met Alexander Grayson, I despised him with everything I had. But when with fate's cruel sense of humor he forced his way into my life, everything changed. He was everything I loathed—a womanizer, a violent monster, a spoiled heir with an ego larger than life itself. He should have meant nothing to me. Yet, I learned the truth the hard way: nothing about Alexander Grayson was ever simple. Alex dragged me into the hell he'd created, where he sat as the devil on the throne of darkness And the most terrifying part? I didn’t want to….escape.

“Your body betrays you, Sera. I can feel the heat between your legs. You look so pretty when you're desperate to be fu.cked.” Artemis whispered darkly into my ear, pushing my panties aside and sliding his finger into my wet core. *** In the hallway of a werewolf high school, Seraphina defies all rules by becoming the first human to run with the wolves. But it doesn't take long before she becomes the object of Artemis' dark obsession, his hatred and desires. Forcefully marked and claimed as his own, she's forced to share a dorm room with the brooding Alpha prince and play the role of his fake lover. As their charade deepens, a dangerous chemistry ignites, blurring the line between hatred and desire. *** Join my Fa. ce. book gro. up for the update schedule, character face claims, and lots of fun: NADIA'S WOLF DEN.