Erotic Rough Sex Novels & Stories

I screamed in pleasure, pushing back against him. He fucked me like an animal,deep, pounding strokes that made my breasts bounce and my body jolt forward. Rico slid underneath me, sucking my cum-covered nipples clean, then kissing me. I tasted Rico’s release on his tongue as Jax railed me from behind. It was filthy. It was Perfect. After a while, Jax slowed and pulled out, his cock glistening with my juices. He lay back and pulled me on top of him, guiding me down onto his massive length. I rode him slow and deep, grinding my clit against his pelvis while Rico knelt behind me.

He had her on the floor within a moment, her knees and elbows making contact with the cold shiny floors, her lips parting as he plunged into her in one hard move. It was fast and animalistic, devoid of every passion and filled with undiluted raw need. It was a satisfaction of hunger and conveyance of a message. It was simple. Explosive hardcore sex and nothing more. And it was fucking explosive alright. Despite the message she was pretty well receiving from him, it was almost as though it were better than the other times they'd had sex. It was harder and rougher and lacked every form of tenderness. Not that he had been tender in their previous encounters anyway.

In one swift motion, he enters me so hard that my scream gets stifled in my throat. But this is what I want, his rough hand is what I crave. I never thought that I would ever be interested in rough sex or the way we play, but Fenriz has a way that turns me into a woman hungry for his praises. “That’s my baby girl,” “I know you can take all of me, sweet little fox.” “So fucking perfect and all mine,” His praises, coupled with his groaning and the sound of our slick bodies colliding together, echo through the office, causing me to fall into a delirious haze. Every now and then, he slows down to kiss me, my throat, or any other part of my body.

“Hot... That's what you wanted, wasn't it? “Yes... “I respond, panting and loving being penetrated by him, without ceremony, and in such a daring way. Dereck, in sex, is totally different and it's so good to have him like that! Domineering and authoritarian. My legs feel weak when faced with intense and rough penetrations. Dereck notices my tiredness and holds my abdomen, but he doesn't stop, he continues thrusting roughly and deeply. I feel like she's punishing me and wants to show who's boss. “ Dereck, me “ Doctor Derek! Bitch! “ He corrects and slaps my bottom hard, penetrating me roughly. I am muffled by moans, as I have my hand over my mouth. Dereck moans when I bite his fingers and inc

Jagger moves fast, pulling me by my waist, and then his hands find my ass, and he caresses it lightly. “You’re going to think of me every time you sit down,” he says, and I laugh as his hands keep rubbing my ass. I bet it’s still red with his fingers marked on it. I never thought I would be into this kind of rough sex scene. I had never done it before, and now that I have, there’s no turning back. Jagger is a pro at doing it, and it makes everything so much better.

He paused, his voice dropping to a low, venomous murmur. “But before I go, I want to remind you how fucking sexy she is,” he breathed. “So fucking tight at first... then she just opened up for me. I went rough—real rough. Slapping that perfect ass red while she moaned my name. Bent her over, pulled her hair back so hard I thought it might snap. She was dripping, man. Begging for more even when I was balls-deep, stretching her out.” He tilted his head, sneering. “You ever fuck her like that? Rough, hard.... Or were you too busy playing the gentle hero?” Diana glanced around nervously, relieved that no one was close enough to overhear.

Inside, a man and a woman were entangled on the bed, their clothes completely removed. Some people immediately covered their faces, unable to look any longer. The more timid young ladies even let out frightened screams. My mother flew into a rage. "Charlotte Young! You have some nerve—how dare you commit such indecent, shameless acts! "Drag her out here. I'll kill her myself!" "Who exactly are you dragging out, Mom?" The people in front of me spun around. I was standing at the back of the crowd, stretching on my toes to peer over their shoulders, my expression nothing but mild curiosity.

He slammed into me from behind, his thick cock stretching me wide. “Fuck, this pussy is mine,” he growled, slapping my ass hard. “I claimed it during that snowstorm, and I’m never letting it go.” I moaned loudly, pushing back against him. “Yes… I’m yours. Claim me harder.” He fucked me rough and deep, one hand fisting my hair, the other rubbing my clit. I came hard, my walls squeezing him as I cried out. Ethan followed, burying himself deep and pumping me full of hot cum.

I said again. And so we fucked, that way. Jordyn worked herself slowly up and down over the end of me, never getting it deeper than half way in. Her moans slowly increased from soft stammering grunts and gasps to more overt sexual moans and high sweet cooing. Apparently, the more excited she got, the nicer it felt having me in there, and she told us so, too. After about five or six minutes, she was actually moving pretty quick on me, nearly bouncing. Her ass jiggled and wiggled, she kissed me hard, moaning into my mouth, she rocked her backside, stroking the sweet sheath up and down on me in a steady but struggling rhythm, and damn, it felt amazing! Casey kept spitting on my cock, keeping me

The muscles at his sides flexed with every movement. His wet lips claimed mine, kissing me passionately. I couldn’t even kiss him back properly because my mind was clouded by the way his cock was pounding into me. He didn’t slow down, not even for a second, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love it. Thanks to Alessio, I was now officially a big fan of rough sex. He made me feel like a real woman, and my wetness kept dripping like a running tap, making it easier for him to slide in and out of me.