Fantasy Sex Books Novels & Stories

* The fantasy merged with the comments, one reader painting a scene of Jax returning, finding her like this, phone in one hand, fingers buried in the other, then joining, making her squirt across the keyboard. Her orgasm hit sudden and fierce, back bowing off the bed, a strangled cry escaping as her pussy spasmed, fresh wetness soaking the sheets. She rode it out, reading the flood of shared depravity, each one a spark to her sated but insatiable fire. Panting, Zelda dropped the phone, a wicked smile curving her lips. The tease worked readers hooked, fantasies unleashed in the comments below. Jax had left her marked, but this? This was her claiming the narrative. Drop yours now. What's your

I slipped my hand inside my panties and touched myself directly, gasping at how wet and slippery I had become. I imagined him pushing me gently against his desk, lifting my skirt, and sliding his hand between my legs. In my fantasy, his fingers were veiny and muscular as they explored me, rubbing my clit and then pushing slowly inside me. “Oh…” I whispered, my hips rocking against my own hand. I pushed one finger inside myself, then two, pumping them slowly while my thumb continued rubbing my clit. The fantasy became more vivid. I saw Mr. Blackwood unbuckling his belt, pulling out his thick cock, and rubbing the head against my virgin entrance.

I was never going back to staying away from sex after this week. Back in my sanctuary, I didn't pace. I sat on the edge of the bed, my legs crossed, and waited. The anticipation was a physical thing, a low, throbbing hum in my blood. I imagined their hands on me. Two mouths. Two cocks. Four hands. The possibilities made my head spin. I pictured E's blond head between my legs while F's darker one claimed my mouth. I imagined being stretched and filled in ways I never had before. My fingers drifted to my own neck, tracing the skin, and I could already feel the phantom press of their lips, their teeth. My pussy was getting wet, a slow, hot seep of arousal that promised a spectacular mess. They

I shivered the moments the words left his mouth, my gaped pussy clenching. “I need you to fuck your boyfriend how you would want him to fuck you” he said easily but my body tensed, not because he had said something wrong but because he literally said my fantasy. He wrapped a hand around my neck gently in a show of dominance and whispered, “I could read your nasty thoughts as you stood in the doorway earlier” he casually said but a shiver ran down my spine as he straightened.

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Gemma said quietly into your ear. "Good, because I'm not anywhere near done with you yet," you replied. "But you need to tell me what you want this time. You saw how much better the sex was with Sabrina when she was open about wanting to be choked and controlled. What do you fantasize about, Gemma?" =================== Gemma took her time, looking into your eyes as she thought about what you'd asked her.

Rumpled- Book 1 of The Steamy Fairytale Collection Eighteen years ago, when Rian, the greatest elf lender, was banished for asking for his payment—the young princess promised to him, he sought shelter in an old, dank castle. Filled with hate and resentment, his heart darkened with malice. But when a simple maiden, Ciara, asks for a warm bed and a hot meal, his once dark heart and other unmentionables twitch in desire once he realizes that she is his promised princess. As punishment for the kingdom’s ostracizing, Rian imprisons her, his only drive, to satisfy Ciara beyond her imaginations till she desires him… in return.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

Pussy on full display: lips engorged, pink and glossy, clit peeking like a pearl, hole winking emptily. Two fingers first—plunged deep, knuckles squelching into drenched heat. Walls gripped greedy, suction pulling them in. "Fuck, Jake," I moaned aloud, voice echoing off walls. Thumb mashed my clit, circles frantic, imagining his cock—thick head breaching, veins dragging my ridges. Added a third finger, stretching like his girth would, wrist twisting to hit that spot. Juices gushed, puddling the sheets, tangy scent filling the room.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.