Feminist Sex Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She held it up with a questioning look. “Only if you want,” she said. I nodded. “I want.” She guided me onto my hands and knees on the bed and settled behind me. First came her mouth again, licking and kissing between my legs until I was dripping and restless. Then the cool silicone pressed against my entrance. She worked it in slowly, filling me inch by inch while her other hand reached around to stroke my clit. The dual sensation made my arms tremble. Once it was fully inside she began to move it in steady thrusts, matching the rhythm of her fingers. The stretch and the pressure combined until I was pushing back against her hand, chasing more.

My fingers are tangled in her hair, and pulling her closer towards me. Her soft moans fill the room as I start grinding my cock against her pussy. She’s as soft and delicate as I imagined. The last pieces of my self-restraint break as she grinds her hips back against me. Furiously. She clings on to me, and rubs herself against me, seeking relief. Her sinful mouth plays with mine. I let her take what she wants. I hook my thigh between her legs, and she takes it. She grinds her hips in small circles. Her shorts are twisted to one side, and it’s her bare pussy rubbing itself against my thighs.

the vampire king said before he thrust into me once more. --- That night, I lost count of how many times we did it. Unlike the first time I had sex with each of the kings, that night I seemed like a changed person. My arse didn't hurt as much, and what was more, I was still eager for more. Who knew, the kings might have turned me into an insatiable slut. "Wake up, it's time to leave," Fin whispered. "Fyre found a stream not too far from here." I yawned.

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

The air was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and breeding frenzy. Selene watched for a moment, then joined them. She straddled Lucien’s chest, facing the female riding his cock. She grabbed the younger female’s hair and kissed her brutally while grinding her own dripping pussy against Lucien’s sternum. “Harder,” Selene commanded. “Make him knot you properly.” The female obeyed , bouncing faster, forcing Lucien’s swelling knot past her entrance. When it locked, she howled, body convulsing in orgasm. Lucien groaned into the pussy still smothering his face, his own knot swelling fully inside the tight heat.

He held his glistening fingers to her lips, and Rissa, completely lost to the haze of the night, leaned forward and licked them clean, her eyes never leaving his. But the ache wasn't gone; it had only sharpened. She reached out, grabbing his hand again, and guided his fingers back to her soaking hole. She began to ride his hand, pushing herself down onto his fingers while Ronan started finger fucking her with a speed that stole the air from her lungs. "Please... Ronan..." she whimpered, her head tossing from side to side. She was losing control, her moans becoming loud and uninhibited in the quiet suite. Every thrust of his hand sent another jolt through her until she was squirting again, he

She picked up the vibrator, turned it on high, and pressed it directly against my clit without mercy. Monica straddled my face once more, lowering her pussy to my mouth. "Make me come," she ordered. I licked and sucked desperately, my own pleasure building under the relentless vibrator. Tasha pushed three fingers back inside me, fucking hard and fast. The plug twisted with every thrust. My moans vibrated against Monica's clit.

It wasn’t that I cared all about the sex, you know what, scratch that, I cared all about the good sex I wasn't having. “Are you serious?” Helen asked in disbelief. "But you said he always ate you out.” “He does, but that doesn’t mean he’s good at it.” I rubbed a hand over my face. “I have to fake an orgasm just to get him to stop because it’s so bad.” Lauren and Helen looked at me with pity. This is why I hated over sharing, I prayed the ground to open up and swallow me. “Have you told him about it? Have you guys had a talk about his deficiency?" Helen asked. I couldn't tell if she was mocking or pitying me at this point.

It was a raw, wet mess of sex. Splosh. Slap. Splosh. "We are going to shift your womb as a team!" Leo shouted after he pulled his cock out of her mouth. The men began to change places. They moved like a dance. One man would pull out, and another would push in. Lily was never empty. She was constantly being filled by a new, massive cock. She felt the different shapes—the length of Kai, the width of Zane, the power of Jax. She felt her womb being pushed back and forth. She felt like her insides were being melted by the hot water and the hot men. The erotica was so loud. The sound of the bubbles and their heavy breathing filled the night.

THAT excited me tremendously, as well as our conversation, because it was a huge new 'beginning' of sorts in our sex life. That evening I went through my collection and picked out 'Behind the Green Door', the Marilyn Chambers flick where she is kidnapped by devotees of a sex club and forced into a group sexual encounter after being ravished by a black man. I was very pleased and also more than a bit surprised when Alexis agreed to view the film with me. I got everything ready in our bedroom upstairs - towels, pillows, vaseline, and got the film ready in the VCR. I was almost