Erotic Sex Novels & Stories

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.

The taboo makes it so much hotter, I love how wrong it feels and how good he makes me cum. Xane pounds me faster, his balls slapping against my clit. I am dripping down my thighs, my juices coating his thick cock, my breasts bounce wildly beneath me as he fucks me faster. We are so lost in pleasure that we don’t hear the bedroom door open. “Yo Xane, you got a phone charger I can — holy fuck.”

That made me swallow hard. And then, before I could stop myself, I blurted it out. “Sometimes… during sex, I don't feel like myself.” His expression didn’t change at all. No surprise, no judgment. I continued, my voice trembling. “It’s like… I’m still there, but not really. I’m staring at the ceiling, feeling numb, just waiting for it to be over. It’s like I hit pause on myself, and my body just... goes through the motions. And afterward, I don’t feel real. I feel used, even if they were gentle.”

All I saw was hesitation. Anger and sexual desire are strong, overpowering forces. They are both forms of passion. When a couple engages in ravenous, unbridled sex because they are angry or enraged, it's the best thing. It tops love making for many reasons. It serves as a make-up tool when words can't be exchanged, to avoid saying hurtful things. It is the only exception to riling up your partner and giving him or her a good spanking – with consent, of course – without the fear of abuse. We both may not be able to walk the next day, but it's worth it.

The room filled with the wet sounds of sex, skin slapping against skin, and both of us moaning without any shame left. When he finally buried himself deep in Lila and came, he groaned loud and long, pumping her full again. I watched his cock throb inside her as he emptied everything he had. The second he pulled out, a thick trickle of cum followed. I leaned in and licked it up while Lila shivered through the aftershocks. Theo wasn’t finished. He pushed me onto my back once more, spread my legs, and thrust into me hard. He was still stiff enough to fuck me deep. Lila crawled up beside us and kissed me while he pounded into my pussy, her fingers rubbing my clit in tight circles.

My senses were heightened, my body a vessel of raw desire, as I surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm of our coupling. A symphony of moans and gasps filled the air, mingling with the sound of our skin colliding in a passionate dance. The intensity built, my body teetering on the precipice of release, until finally, with a primal snarl of satisfaction, Erdem unleashed his essence filling my voracious cunt with his semen. I convulsed around him, my walls clenching and pulsating, as I succumbed to the rapture of our shared climax.

She couldn’t decide which was sexier, Jace’s face as she took him deep into her body, or Eric’s as he watched and stroked his c**k enthusiastically. “You know why p**n is so boring?” Eric asked. “There’s no smell.” He shifted his face closer to Aggie’s pu**y and inhaled. His eyes drifted closed. “Even more than the sights and sounds, it’s the f**king scent that I can’t get enough of. Or the taste.” His tongue brushed against Aggie’s clit, and she shuddered. Jace grabbed a handful of Eric’s hair and yanked him backward. “You’re supposed to watch, not participate.”

She felt her orgasm coming and she stopped moving, tightening her walls around his cock and gripping his body with her legs as her climax washed over her. "Fuck!" Erik cried out. "I can feel you tighten around me. Fuck." He could contain himself any longer. His body tightened and he wrapped his arms around her head and neck, pulling her toward him as his climax came, filling her body with every last drop of his cum. He pumped into her and kissed her mouth, holding her face in his hands. After he caught his breath, he looked into her eyes. "That was the un-fucking-believable. I didn't think sex like that was possible." He kissed her, searching her eyes. "Pure carnal attraction and friendship,

Eros growled, his balls tightened as he felt his walls clench around him, “Rose—Rosetta,” he grunted, his voice thick with lust as he poured his seed into her, his fingers still moved inside her ass as he came fully, this thick semen began to slid down her legs, his body shuddered with the force of his cum. They stayed like that for a moment, panting and clinging to each other as the world around them faded away. Eros rested his forehead against hers, his breathing slowly returned to normal as he pulled out of her, his fingers left her ass with a soft pop.

"If you think that is all that is needed to breed with a mate, you're fucked, Eryx." "No one said shit about breeding. Sometimes it isn't about connecting, Princess. It's about unleashing anger on your partner. You'd enjoy being man- handled and fucked so hard that you'd forget your name by the time I released you. Do you want that? That leg-shaking, bone-breaking, soul-crushing sex that destroys you until you're nothing but a single orgasm that doesn't stop until I'm finished fucking you?" Eryx leaned back against the counter, smiling with sex- ual carnage, leaving me curious as to what he meant.