Gay Sensual Novels & Stories

The echo of her words played over and over again while she delicately kissed my skin as I followed her instructions; knowing the urge of not being able to taste her flesh would eventually ware on me. Removing my teal lace thong from under my very snug fitting skirt, Serenity began to do a tongue dance with my clit. I enjoyed having sex with Serenity because it was always random, fun, and intense. I believe we both got off at the fact that we had “sneaky” office sex hoping never to get caught. Serenity enjoyed what she was doing, although she lived her life as a straight woman, she had more oral female tricks than any man or woman I knew, gays included.

He was always just after his own pleasure. Galan put a condom on and hiked her legs on his arms. "Are you ready? Are you sure about this? Once I'm inside you, there is no turning back." Instead of answering, Allysa yanked him down until their faces were inches apart. "Make me scream your name and I'm all yours." Galan smirked and entered her with one thrust, making Allysa's eyes roll to the back of her head. "Gladly." Galan positioned himself in a squat on top of her and started bouncing. He did not hold himself back and entered her deep and hard each time.

She's such a contradiction of modest innocence and sensual goddess. "I have an idea," I say with a mischievous smile. "Yes, Sir?" She appears thrilled and fearful at the same time. "Let's try slightly kinky vanilla." "Kinky vanilla?" "Yes, I'll show you." I lay her back against the soft sheets and place my lips against her skin. I kiss, lick, and nip every inch of flesh on her chest and belly without touching her breasts. She makes the sweetest little gasping sounds when my teeth sink in a little too hard, but she's getting off on it and her low, needful moans prove it. The pain takes her closer to the edge, which is exactly where I want her. Reaching over to the nightstand, I remove a condo

⚠️ Trigger Warning This story contains explicit sexual content, including themes of forced feminization, BDSM, humiliation, sissification, pegging, cum play, and dominance/submission dynamics. It is intended strictly for mature audiences (18+). Reader discretion is advised. “I want you to remember this night for the rest of your life,” Sasha whispered, her voice like velvet over a blade. Julian didn’t get the chance to respond. The click of heels sounded behind him, then the door opened—and everything shifted.

Her alluring scent messed his senses up blocking them completely. He pecked her flesh like a hungry cad making the innocent frail kitten under him moan loudly, she shivered feeling his warm fingers caressing her bare cold stomach, guiding them down he removed her panties letting them curl around her clit. She threw her head back moaning out taking his name again and again, Gabriel pulled his face right before her messy ones as he slid his two large digits in her dripping folds, he loved how she squeezed her eyes in pleasure, bit her lower lip, and moved her head to sideways unconsciously looking like a sexiest temptress.

“Yes, baby, that’s it. I want you to scream my name whenever you cum. You don’t have any idea how lovely and damn, you are soooo fucking sexy right now.” Jayson lapped every drop of her cum and cleaned her up with his tongue riding her down from her orgasm. He wasn't aware he was using foul language himself, with all the increased and heightened libido that is almost to devour him completely.

"Move, Daddy. Make me feel good." He complied, setting a slow, sensual pace. Then he rocked into me, his pelvis sending off sensual friction against my swollen clit. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper. Xavier snapped his hips, his cock cleaving through my wet heat. The wet slap of flesh against flesh filled the room, mingling with our panting breaths and desperate moans. "Harder," I gasped, close to coming. "I'm almost there. Make me come, Daddy!"

"Every woman I've had sex with has ended up dead at the end of the ordeal. So if you're okay with the life being drained out of you while I'm inside you, we can make that happen." I felt my jaw go slack at the idea. "Go to hell," I said, backing away from him. Cain let go of me, his hand releasing mine. "Sweetheart, I'm already here."

Which made me hard all over again and gave me an idea. Baby-Girl unless we are playing sexy games you will act and talk like an innocent little girl with me and Barbie, but during sexy times you will turn into a super horny slut. Do you understand me? "Yes Daddy, is it time for sexy games?"