Funny Adult Books Novels & Stories

The ladies all giggle and Julie stands, handing a new bookmark to each of us. "Yes. We figured we'd get you ones that suited you a little better." she says. The new one is dark blue with gold lettering that says 'Real men read dirty books'. I smile and look over at Ev who's showing Harper his excitedly. "These are great. Thank you." I say just as Bri nudges me. "Oh! Tell them your joke, love!" Harper says excitedly. Ev rolls his eyes before addressing the group.

I said, "I'll show you." I got off the couch, went back to my bedroom, and grabbed the iPad. I'd long since surfed away from what I'd been reading, so I navigated to the front page of the site and handed it to my sister. Her eyes went wide. "Erotic literature?" "It sounds fancier than it is," I said, "It's just dirty stories. Word smut. But it works for me. I guess it kind of gives me the best of both worlds. The stories are hot, but they also engage my imagination. I'm sorry. I hope this isn't creepy. Maybe I shouldn't have shown you this."

"That's the sound of this tight little cunt taking me." "Julian-fuck-deeper-please-" He bent over her back, lips brushing her ear. "You love being used like this, don't you? Bent over a poetry cart, books digging into your tits, stuffed full of cock while someone could walk in any second." "Yes," she sobbed. "Fuck, I love it-I'm your dirty little bookstore slut-don't stop-" He didn't. He slammed into her harder, fucking her with abandon, thick cock splitting her open again and again, each thrust driving a new moan from her throat.

Mathew screeched lowly with laughter. Lydia looked away, biting down on her lower lips with blinking eyes. Mathew quickly undid his zipper freeing a rock hard veiny dick and shoving it in her face. She gasped. He rubbed it against her mouth and it opened up for him. Lydia slurp it in and out her firm mouth until she could feel it hit the back of her throat. "Uuurrh" Cassian burped. Stood up pointing at them then fell back with a thud on the couch again.

I played one where a man was fucking a blonde-haired woman doggy style. “Ahhh…yes…fuck.” The girl moaned, offering her ass the more to him as the man's pink coloured dick slammed into her wide hole. I set the phone on the pillow beside me and my own fingers brushed my slick folds as her whimpers sank into my head. I moaned at how wet I already was. Wet slaps and heavy breathing filled the room from the video, and I found myself wishing I was the one in it. The blonde was obviously enjoying the thick cock something I hadn’t felt in a long time

“I do. What’s your next question?” She checked. “Do you get the Arrow?” “Since I don’t know what that is, it seems safe to assume I don’t.” “It’s the Book of Making You Feel Bad About Yourself. You know, the Spring Well magazine? It’s full of stories about people who are living amazing lives and achieving amazing things while you’re sitting around in your pants playing games.” she paused. “I guess you don’t do that, what with being a billionaire and everything.” “I don’t, no.”

This book is intentionally divided into two parts. Part One — The Daddy Diaries contains 67 chapters focused on consensual power exchange between adults, including traditional Daddy kink (DDLG) as well as reverse or gender-flipped dynamics (MMLG), where roles are chosen freely. Part Two marks the beginning of All Yours as a broader erotica collection. These stories explore different fantasies, taboos, and power dynamics, all centered on desire, control, consent, and obsession. If Daddy kink or role-reversal dynamics are your preference, Part One offers a complete experience.

“Bent over Daddy’s desk, ass glowing from your punishment, dripping down your thighs. You like this, don’t you?” The word “Daddy” from his lips made her moan softly. She pushed back against his hand instinctively. Marcus’s breath hitched. His fingers hooked into her thong and dragged it down her legs, leaving it bunched at her ankles. Cool air hit her bare, soaked pussy. “So fucking wet for your stepfather,” he growled. Two thick fingers traced her slick folds, parting them teasingly. “This is what happens when bad girls break the rules.” He plunged one finger inside her without warning, curling it against that perfect spot. Lila cried out, gripping the edge of the desk. He added a second fi

"What to do? Just you being here makes me want to say that maybe one child is fine." Oh lord. FOR THE ONES WHO MISSED THE CHILLI SCENES IN THE BOOK I'VE WARNED EVERYONE READING ALREADY, THAT THIS IS AN ADULT-THEMED BOOK. READER DISCRETION WILL BE APPRECIATED; FOR 18+ ONLY. Going down on her never felt so relaxing. She smells fresh like the ocean, and whatsoever her taste, I loved it. Her sweet moans make my vessels bulge, along with the growing boner I hide in my pants.

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”