Fiction Sex Novels & Stories

After a few more minutes of fruitless conversation, Sandra had excused herself, and rushed to the bathroom, where she rubbed herself to orgasm in less than thirty seconds, the word 'fuckmeat' echoing around inside her brain. It wasn't as though Felix only used his sister. He still had other fuckmeat come over for sex: their postlady, a cute blonde from his college; a MILF from down the street that Sandra had seen at the supermarket; a girl she'd never seen before, who must have been barely eighteen; a woman who came to the house in a bikini. She even caught her son fucking Linda, again, in the laundry room, and felt a strange kind of relief that Catherine wasn't the only repeat offender.

"Yes, finger me while you ream my hole." Sweat dripped down our bodies, the room smelling of sex and effort. His pace quickened, grunts animalistic. "Gonna fill this arse—take my cum." I clenched around him, my own climax crashing, pussy squirting onto his hand as he roared, cock pulsing, hot seed spurting inside me. We collapsed onto the mat, panting, his cum leaking from my arse. "That was... intense," he said, chuckling breathlessly.

☆ Graphic violence mixed with sexuality: Rough sex, violent thrusting, slapping, hair-pulling, biting, marking, bruising, light to moderate injury during sex, CNC with resistance and struggle, primal play, predator/prey dynamics, and consensual violence within erotic contexts. ☆ Power dynamics and extreme dominance/submission: Total power exchange, 24/7 lifestyle D/s, master/slave relationships, pet/slave training, sexual servitude, free-use households, harem dynamics, and complete sexual ownership. ☆ Explicit bodily fluids and functions: Large volumes of cum, multiple creampies, cum inflation, dripping, leaking, spitting, snowballing, rimming, golden showers (watersports), scat play (in som

"There is you and me; we are fucking, and you stop, dragging me out of the room, into one of the rooms in Lustful Surrender, men and women watching, as you fuck me there. slowly the single men join in, I watch as you get pleasure from me being fucked in every hole by other men." "The couples around are playing with each other, having sex; every now and then a couple would come over, both of them fucking me, with toys or his cock. I feel greedy, and like royalty all those people wanting to touch me, wanting to fuck me in any way they can." I would never and have never told anyone that fantasy, but since meeting Sean, it has gotten stronger, with him in the lead role and his business there as

She giggles like a little girl. “You are fun. Saying no but wanting more and more.” “No.. I don’t want more… I will die of laughter,” I complained. “For God’s sake, let me sleep. I have a meeting tomorrow.” I tell her and she finally stops. “Okay. I will stop now,” she says, breathing heavily and we lay in bed in silence. “What else comes with F?” I ask her. The word ‘forced’ alarmed me a little. She hums.”I don’t remember everything but… flogging, figging, forced masturbation, forced nudity, fantasy rape, fisting.” I blanch at last two words. Definitely a big no for me.

His grip slackened for a second before he regained himself. “In that case,” his eyes trailed on me, “I want you to remember that I don't do gentle sex. I make love in a dangerous way. If you want to stop the act, just let me know.” He closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them, they were apologetic. “Although I can't promise you I can stop once I start.”

I went back to the bedroom and lay in bed, quietly feeling the subtle change of emotions into a desire to be exposed to eyes that watched me more intently. Following my instincts, I spread my legs and slowly knelt with my back to the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the reflection of my mirror, I could secretly glimpse the man with his arm moving up and down. He was doing the same thing as me. This strong sense of shame brought my waist lower but my hips higher. The waves in my heart came crashing one after another. My every nerve was stretched to the limit. We looked at each other tacitly and pleasured ourselves.

“Can we finish this conversation later? I need you fuck me.” “I will,” I hold her hand. “But first a little more information.” “There's not much,” she bites her lip. “Okay,” she gives in. “I was horny, Ren helped me buy a few things and I've been using them.” “A few things?” I frown, dismissing Renata's involvement in it. I am still wary of her. She likes women, and I'm pretty sure she has a crush on my wife. “A rose,” Sasha bites out, her cheeks flushing. “A few vibrators and this fantasy dildo but they didn't help as much, I still wanted..” she pauses, her focus shifting to torturing my cock by tightening her pussy around it.

he asked tiredly and in a low whisper. "The girl i treat this way, the girl i treasure when it comes to bed, a girl i make love with passion and love" Love? Did I hear love? Am I correct? "But of course xiana, i only did this cause i felt guilty for the pass ways of our s#x" xiana was sad again in her sleep. "This way you can feel what real s#x. Not a dominated s#x but a passionate s#x for you xiana" saka siya hinalikan sa noo

I didn't want him to end this hot day so quickly, no matter how many times I climaxed. We continue to pursue his satisfaction by giving me a delicious taste, just like what I felt during a one-night stand. My head feels very dizzy, I feel the cold floor with my hands but feel the warmth and scent of someone's body, which makes me very calm. I rest my head on his chest, hugging his waist tightly. I realized my still naked self was in the lap of a teenage boy in trousers and the warm embrace of someone who was my enemy who just had hot sex with me during the day and in the student toilet!!