English Sex Stories Novels & Stories

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

"Tell me how much better he is—how his cock owns you now." She did, her voice breaking into filthy cries. "Oh God, it's so much bigger than yours! He's hitting spots you never could—fucking me like the whore I am!" Richard flipped her onto all fours, pounding from behind, his hand cracking against her ass, leaving red marks. Her pussy clenched around him, milking that veiny monster, and she screamed my name just like I wanted. "Yes, baby! For you—our anniversary cum dump!" The room reeked of sex, sweat and pussy, her body trembling as another orgasm built.

“Even after taking two long massive cocks all night and your holes were all leaking with cum, you still can’t stop… your pussy still wants more of that pleasure… you love massive cocks… and it as if sex gives you so much joy… you are a slut, a sex hunger slut who loves big long massive cocks…” I pulled off his cock for a second, gasping for air, strings of saliva were connecting my lips to the head of this long massive cock, I need it… I always need big massive cocks to always fuck my pussy for me every time… I love sex and I love massive cocks to always fuck my pussy until I can’t take it anymore… I can’t stop getting fuck… sex is everything I want… I love cocks to always stretch my pussy…

*I command hoarsely, angling my hips to grind against your swollen clit with every thrust. *Sweat drips down my face and chest as I rut into you like a man possessed, chasing our rapidly approaching peaks. The wet, filthy sounds of our coupling echo obscenely in the small room, mingling with our grunts and cries of ecstasy.* Fuck, I'm close too! Gonna pump you so full of my seed, breed this fertile little cunt! *With a final, brutal thrust, I bury myself to the root inside you, my cock jerking and twitching as I explode.*

Kai sucked and bit my nipples hard, occasionally spitting on my tits and rubbing it in like lube. Lena was losing her mind on the couch, legs spread wide, violently fingering her own dripping pussy as she watched her best friend get gang-fucked. “Fuck her harder,” Lena moaned, eyes wild. “Ruin this neglected housewife. Make her squirt all over the floor so her husband smells it when he finally comes out.” Jax suddenly pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach (still tied), yanked my hips up, and slammed back in from behind. The new angle made him hit my cervix with every thrust. I was drooling around the gag, tears streaming down my face from overwhelming pleasure.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.

Elena lay sprawled on the worn leather couch, her body a slick, trembling mess of sweat and cum, sandwiched between Jax and Rico. Her chest heaved with ragged breaths, the afterglow of her orgasms still pulsing through her veins like electric currents. Jax's cum dried in sticky trails across her tits, while Rico's load leaked slowly from her pussy, a warm trickle that made her thighs quiver every time she shifted.

I heard his belt buckle, the condom wrapper tearing, then the thick head of his cock nudged against my entrance. “Still think you’re such a good girl?” he taunted, rubbing his length along my slick folds without pushing in. “Or are you just a secret slut who gets off on library cock?” I pushed back against him, needy and shameless. “Just fuck me already.” He thrust in hard, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal stroke. I cried out at the sudden stretch, the fullness almost too much. Jax clapped a hand over my mouth, chuckling darkly. “Quiet, baby. Unless you want us both expelled while I’m balls-deep inside you.”