Daily Sex Book Novels & Stories

My pussy is throbbing and leaking with the wetness of my arousal. "Damian..." "Open the damn the thing, Ellie! We need to get this one over and done soon." His hoarse voice echoes with a sweet authoritative tone that I can't defy. With my body flaring and shuddering with desire, I open the small booklet, and align it to his face for easy reading. I don't know how long I can hold it as I am growing too weak due to wobbling. His hands are like electric shocks on my books, making me jerk continually.

“That’s not a lot, Luke. Do you want to know their names? Gabby, Rowan, Dashiell and two sexy hulks at the gym. We fucked right there in the gym at the closet.” “I don’t want to hear your sexual escapades, Sis. Disgusting!” “Oh well. Too bad – you could have gained a tip or two. Do you know the A****n position? You should try that on Pam when you are together. She’ll love it.” “I don’t know what you are talking about.” “What do those books written by sex experts teach you then?” “I haven’t gotten to that part.” Sasha chuckled. “So what part have you gotten to? Gist me. I want to learn too.”

“Alena, what are you doing?” Is he so thick he has to ask? I am trying to have sex with him. Sex will help. It will stop me from thinking about what could have happened. Pulling my panties down, I lower myself on his cock, moving my hips fast, straight away. I moan and pull him to me, screaming in pleasure as I get closer to orgasm already. As my hips work faster, my moans become louder. As I collapse on his chest, my mind feels a bit freer from the events that just happened.

They caressed one another as they danced, hands fondling breasts, nipples, fingers playing with rosebud nether regions and spreading scented oil and love-fluid over ripe labia and prominent clits. Karen stared down at Mallory and his eyes opened, meeting hers, mockery in their golden depths. Celine worked harder, and his expression changed to the intense look of a man about to come. He gasped, reared against her pubis, gave a loud groan and spent himself inside her. On cue, the other girls entered the bed, wrapping their limbs round him till his body was buried in silken, aromatic flesh.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

This book is intentionally divided into two parts. Part One — The Daddy Diaries contains 67 chapters focused on consensual power exchange between adults, including traditional Daddy kink (DDLG) as well as reverse or gender-flipped dynamics (MMLG), where roles are chosen freely. Part Two marks the beginning of All Yours as a broader erotica collection. These stories explore different fantasies, taboos, and power dynamics, all centered on desire, control, consent, and obsession. If Daddy kink or role-reversal dynamics are your preference, Part One offers a complete experience.

The wet, filthy sounds filled the room, even louder now that the only other noise was his heavy breathing and the faint sound from the video of his gym grunt still playing on my phone. Richard’s jaw flexed. He reached over and picked up my phone, turning the volume up so his own deep grunts and heavy breaths played clearly. Then he set it on the nightstand and crossed his arms, the muscles in his biceps and chest bulging under the tight tank top. “Louder,” he ordered. “Moan my name like you were before.” Heat pooled low in my belly. I was mortified… and more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I curled my fingers deeper, rubbing my clit with my thumb as I obeyed. “Richard… oh god, Ric

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

Most of them didn’t understand polyamory and thought it was group sex or having more than one girl on a string at a time, and that wasn’t what I was after. I wanted to expose the practice for what it was, not what people thought it was. I felt that I was learning something every day about it by reading books that talked about the subject. Who knew that A****n would be filled with books about Reverse Harem? They seemed to be a popular topic, and I must admit a few of them had me hot and sweaty at night with my hands in between my leg. Something that I regularly did, but never with no one in mind. He would be a hot guy, and he would want me, that was the only credential. Now, I couldn’t look a

⚠️ Trigger Warning : This chapter contains explicit sexual content involving power play, dominant/submissive dynamics, and a threesome scenario. All acts depicted are fully consensual between adults, though they may include verbal degradation, intense language, and elements of coercive fantasy. Reader discretion is strongly advised. •••••••••••• Summary: A horny white housewife fantasizes about being with a black man. When she finally takes the plunge, one isn’t enough. She finds herself addicted to the thrill, fucking several black men and loving every second of it.