Erotic Rough Sex Novels & Stories

Ryan shut the door behind us. He didn’t speak at first. Just looked at me. And then— He brought out a rose vibrator and a black dildo. “Ryan!!” I nearly screamed but he placed his hand over my mouth He leaned in closer, placing the other over my ass. “C’mon… just a lil bit of fun.” “You’re sick… fuck.” I breathed but there was no venom in it, my voice shook with something else entirely. “But we won’t use the tools.” He gave a helpless little shrug then crashed his lips on mine.

He had his dick out, his hand moving in a frantic blur as he listened to me describe how the inside of my pussy feels while his father was ruining me. “Jesus Christ! Don't stop, baby! Keep talking! Keep moaning!” Preston begged as he sucked on my breasts causing my toes to curl. "Tell him how the bushy hairs tickle your balls every time you slam home," I whispered, my voice a filthy lure. "Oh, Enid!" Preston roared. He lost all control. He withdrew almost completely and then slammed back in with a force that made the heavy desk creak and groan. The legs of the desk scraped across the floor with a loud, metallic screech. I saw through hooded, glassy eyes as Conner finally came on the floor, h

"She just birthed twins. I couldn't get the friction I wanted. So, I ended up fisting her slack lips till she came." "Nah.....no pussy can be slack with his monster in them." Kane bragged, wrapping a hand around Jax's to pump himself harder. "Moving on. Do you guys like slow or rough sex? " Came the next question. "Rough!" Jax growled, abs tightening indicating he was close to coming. "Slamming into her without stopping, hitting her ass while she cries and begs." "Slow at first, then rough." Rocco said in a husky voice. "I love buildup. Tease at first, then pound the bitch raw."

Rebekah declared as she arched back, and I rewarded her by fucking her pussy more ferociously until her body started to quiver. I could feel that her orgasm was near before it came and washed over her in tides. We reached the peak at the same time. I quickly pulled out and spurted my hot cum on her ass cheeks and all over her back. Gazing at the erotic image before me, I knew this moment would be engraved in my memory forever. Sex with Mrs. Thomas was rough and utterly unforgettable. And I was damn sure it would happen again if I were still teaching her son.

His hands were in my hair, guiding me as I worked to bring him to the edge and over. As Xavier's climax drew near, he abruptly rolled me onto my back and entered me with intense force. It was anything but gentle; it was raw and rapid, sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body. His lips trailed a path down my neck, leaving marks that would later be difficult to explain away. Every touch from him elicited an eager response from my body, and I craved more. With each touch and thrust, our passion for each other intensified. This wasn't just sex; it was something deeper and more profound than I had ever experienced before.

“You want to be rough? Fine. Let’s show him how rough we can be together.” The fight turned into raw, emotional sex. Mirabel pushed Michael onto the bed and climbed on top of him, sinking down onto his cock in one aggressive motion. “Fuck me,” she demanded, riding him hard and fast. Her juicy pussy slammed down, making loud, wet squelching sounds as she took him deep. “Show me you’re still mine.” Mitchelle climbed onto his face, lowering her dripping pussy onto his mouth. “Eat me while she rides you. Show us you’re still ours.”

The punishment for going rogue had begun, his touch both angry and loving as he claimed her completely on the rocky shore. Jax bent Elara over the rock, yanking her pants down as he thrust into her in one savage stroke. He fucked her hard and deep, hips slamming against her ass with punishing rhythm while his hand came down in sharp spanks that left her skin burning. “You don’t get to risk yourself like that,” he growled, biting her shoulder as he drove into her relentlessly. The rough dominant sex was full of biting and spanking, each thrust a reminder of who she belonged to.

He was neatly shaved which was surprising as Eric seemed as one who didn't care about shaving. Her thoughts were cut short when she felt a hand on her head pulling her forward and thick meat tapping on her lips. “Come on, suck me off” he whispered and Selene found herself rising from Josh’s lap to stand in the center created by rows and columns of neatly arranged desks. She slipped to her knees, only able to take his head in her mouth. “I love it rough, you think you can level up?” He asked, his hand fisting her hair painfully. Josh felt blood rush to his member at Eric's words. He needed to tear Selene's pussy and with Eric's help, it was going to happen.

The musky scent of sex thickened the air. Victor yanked the lace cups of her bra down, exposing her breasts. Her nipples stood tight, dark pink. He pinched one, rolled it, and tugged while she keened, hips rocking to meet every thrust. “This what you wanted?” he growled against her ear. “Yes, God, harder…” He hooked her legs over his forearms, spreading her wider, lifting her hips off the desk. The new angle let him hit deeper, grinding against her G-spot with every stroke. She screamed, nails raking his shoulders through his shirt.

Her ass cheeks clapped loudly as she impaled herself on his still-hard cock. “Look at it,” she growled, her voice huskier than normal. “Look how deep you are.” She rode him without mercy, like she was aiming for something more than JUST sex, delivering fast, nasty and brutal rough pussy sliding in dick hot friction. Her pussy made wet, obscene squelching sounds as cum and squirt frothed out around his shaft. She reached back, spread her ass, and slammed down harder. Marcus groaned, already overstimulated. But the mirror was watching. He could feel it.