Delaney Short Sex Novels & Stories

☆ Graphic violence mixed with sexuality: Rough sex, violent thrusting, slapping, hair-pulling, biting, marking, bruising, light to moderate injury during sex, CNC with resistance and struggle, primal play, predator/prey dynamics, and consensual violence within erotic contexts. ☆ Power dynamics and extreme dominance/submission: Total power exchange, 24/7 lifestyle D/s, master/slave relationships, pet/slave training, sexual servitude, free-use households, harem dynamics, and complete sexual ownership. ☆ Explicit bodily fluids and functions: Large volumes of cum, multiple creampies, cum inflation, dripping, leaking, spitting, snowballing, rimming, golden showers (watersports), scat play (in som

My sister-in-law's name is Delilah Bates, and she's a teacher at a dance academy. With her stunning looks and enviable figure, she often posts sexy photos on her social media feed. Whether she's in tight-fitting leggings doing the splits or snapping selfies that flaunt her flexibility, every image screams sensuality. Her obscenely round and full hips are the kind that mark her as a passionate young wife, starved for affection and long denied satisfaction—the kind that makes a man want to take her roughly.

As we walked down a hallway, the sounds of moans were loud back here, screams of pleasure from the woman receiving what sounded like was the best sex she’d had in her life. “They should be done any second now, they’ve been at it for a while now, Dale likes long, hard and aggressive sex.” the woman said, the smile in her voice was evident. It seems this woman likes this ‘Dale’ character. “You like him, don’t you?” I asked softly. “Hmm. More than I should.” she confirmed. We looked up at the door as a groan of disappointment was heard.

“Between you and me, the men around here can’t tell the difference between a clitoris and an elevator button. If poking it doesn’t work, then they just give you a rub burn scratching at it. Which is exactly why I’m going to find me a suave and heavily accented fuckbuddy at the Find-a-Mate event tonight.” When more than a handful of guys glanced over in Delaney’s direction, half of them blushing and the other half scowling angrily, I nearly fell out of my seat in laughter. It was unbelievably refreshing to meet a woman who took control of her body and sexuality and did what made her happy. It took me a moment to swallow the last remnants of laughter and process the second half of what she sai

And there are plenty of women who are more than willing to be on their knees, mouths open for me. Wrapping my hand around my cock, I stroke my length, closing my eyes to conjure up an image of an open mouthed blonde with big tits, ready to wrap her plump lips around me. The problem is, I’m so fucking close already, thanks to my dream about Delaney, that it takes all of a minute to send me over the edge. And it’s not an open-mouth blonde I’m thinking about. It’s Delaney’s face I see, Delaney’s tits I can’t stop imagining,