Extreme Sex Stories Novels & Stories

In a deserted mansion, I was alone with my enemy. "If you want, I can hear your complaints. I hope I can help with your problem." I looked down sadly and cried again. I felt Vero pulling my hair lifting my face violently. "Noisy!! Too much drama. Tell me about last night quickly." "It's complicated. That night, after I got a photo of Kinan kissing a man, I don't know why my body felt like I wanted to go to a gay Bar. I saw there was a lot of happiness there. Then, I had a drink and the waiter offered me a one-night stand with a man. He gave me the key to the room. In the room, I immediately hugged him tightly. The hug he gave really made me peaceful. After that, we had sex and I became the b

“Please, Vincenzo. Fuck me. Breed me. I can’t take the teasing anymore. I need you inside me.” He kept edging me for what felt like forever. The vibrating plug went in next, buzzing against my prostate while he sucked me slow, pulling off every time I got close. I was crying, begging, tears leaking from my eyes. “Vincenzo…please…let me cum. I’ll do anything. I’m yours. Just fuck me already.” He finally yanked the plug out, flipped me onto my hands and knees, and slammed his thick cock inside me raw. “Fuck yes…” I screamed, pushing back hard. He pounded me deep, hips slapping loud against my ass.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."

"Okay, that was pretty freaky. What would be some of the other strange things you've done?" "I seduced a sales clerk in the changing room of a Department Store. I sucked Master's cock under the table at a restaurant. I've been auctioned off to the winners of poker games, and I've walked a part of the Pacific Crest Trail nude, fucking two complete strangers we met on the trail." "Is there anything you haven't done?" "Lots of things I haven't done. People can get pretty damn strange when it comes to sex. Some people derive sexual pleasure from having pieces of their bodies cut off."

Theme: Auction sex "Next!" A pretty little Brunette walked on stage, her eyes downcast on stage. Every other girl paraded before the men that night had looked defiant and proud. Alexander hadn't wanted any of them. He was on the prowl for a sub. The world would flip through if they knew that Alexander, Kentucky, Billionaire extraordinaire and the nation's favourite bachelor, was into BDSM. He didn't want the hassle of dealing with pressmen or the annoying attention that came with it.

For at least 30 minutes, he used my mouth and ass as he pleased while his wife cheered on and orgasmed at the sight of it. He didn’t even stop even after I gave into the electrifying rush that swept through my body, stilling as I came hard into the sand below me. He just kept pounding and ploughing my ass, punishing me with powerful thrusts that pushed me deeper into the sand with each one. I felt like the cheapest whore on earth. But weirdly, I was enjoying being dominated and overwhelmed by another man’s strength and control. This was the hottest, most intense sex I have ever had and I think I will remember it for as long as I live.

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

Her moans, his groans, burned bile in my stomach—but I dared not complain. I had always known William was sexually active, high libido, dominant. But I never imagined it would be this extreme. He took me to clubs, too. Everywhere we went, there were glory holes tucked into corners. Without shame, he’d make me watch him thrust his cock into a hole, groaning loudly, slamming into the unseen woman on the other side. My heart would pound, my body shivering in humiliation and reluctant arousal. Damnit. Every time I watched him, part of me wanted to scream, run, escape—but another, darker part of me burned with need.

The two men stood over me, breathing hard as they admired the obscene sight of me kneeling there covered in their load. We eventually collapsed together on the large rug in a sweaty, sticky, exhausted tangle of wasted bodies. The storm still howled violently outside the beach house, but inside the candlelit room the only sounds were our ragged breathing and the occasional soft, satisfied moan. After only a short rest, during which they gently stroked my skin and whispered more dirty promises, the hunger came roaring back to life even stronger than before. They took turns devouring my sore pussy and ass with their mouths and fingers, forcing two more explosive squirting orgasms from my exhaus