Gay Stories Books Novels & Stories

"I see. From your answer, I take it you don't like anal sex either?" "No. Only time it ever happened, hurt like hell." "I don't think a gang rape is the proper way to judge an act of sex," Lisa said. "I didn't enjoy being raped, even when it was my ex-husband doing the raping. Doesn't mean I don't enjoy all acts of sex with my Master."

I loved licking a girl's pûssy until she was squirming and begging for more, desperate for cóck. I was horny all the time and jerked off multiple times a day, usually watching hetero pôrn. Slowly, I realized I was also turned on by the big cocks in those videos. This frightened me, making me wonder if I might be gáy. To avoid confronting that fear, I rarely watched man-woman pôrn and instead became an avid viewer of lesbian pôrn. I was still interested in and satisfied by women, so I convinced myself my attraction to men was just a fluke.

She couldn’t see an inch of free time for the next month. But at this moment, for once, she was early. Next to the restaurant stood a used bookstore, a throwback to a simpler era. On a whim, Gina pushed open the glass door, thinking she’d be able to peruse the shelves for half an hour and calm her nerves. Maybe she’d grab a novel to keep her company, something she’d read before that would feel familiar and safe. The man behind the counter hardly looked up at her as she walked in. She caught the fact that he was youngish and cute with a pair of ’50s-style black glasses and curly dark hair. He put his finger on his page to mark his spot when she paused to breathe in the smell. Used books. She

I quickly got Gatsby his kibble and some water. When the cat was happily eating, I turned my attention to Gabe. "What ya got there?" I sat on a barstool and swiveled closer to him. He glanced around sheepishly before heaving the book on the counter. Moments before I saw the cover up close, I'd imagined it to be a book from Professor Pops' Museum of the Supernatural, and worried Gabe stole it. No one was to touch those pages. Turned out the book was nothing mystical, just page after page of whimsical dresses by the designer Vera Wang.

The double sensation made my knees weak. “Talk to me daddy,” I panted. “Tell me how it feels.” I clenched my waist and let out a soft light moan. “So fucking tight,” he breathed, lips brushing my ear. “Hot. Wet. Like you were made for this. For me.” His words pushed me higher. I reached back with one hand, gripping his thigh, urging him deeper. He fucked me harder, hips slapping against my ass. Books shifted on the shelf. One fell to the floor with a soft thud, but we didn’t stop.

It slapped against his stomach, leaving a smear of precum on his skin. "Fuck, Y/N. You have no idea what you do to me," *he panted, fumbling with the waistband of your panties. In one swift motion, he ripped them away, baring your dripping sex to his hungry gaze. The intoxicating scent of your arousal flooded his senses, making his head swim with lust.*

I slid the toy lower, pushing it inside my cream filled hole pretending it was their dicks in me. "Yes.....yes....Jax....Ryder.....fuck....fuck...me harder...." Shame burned in my chest. Those two fuckers were still wet behind their ears while I was thirty one. I had a boyfriend and a reputable job. My mind went to my boyfriend who would throw up if he saw these books. The only thing he was good at was licking my cunt, with a lot of teeth. Sigh! He also had a puny cock. I brought the book closer reading the words. "They ruined her asshole. Hammered her tight backdoor till she squirted on the floor."

Sasha lowered her pussy onto Abegail’s waiting mouth. Abegail’s world narrowed to sensations. The weight of Sasha on her face, the taste of her on her tongue. The relentless, pounding drive of Kael’s cock splitting her open, hitting a spot deep inside that made her see stars. The slap of Leo’s balls against her chin. She was a vessel for their pleasure, and in turn, her own pleasure spiraled higher, coiling tighter than before.

Gavin said as his lips curved into a mischievous smile, he had given Asher the new edition which had many erotic scenes and his silly self could not wait to see the Third prince's reaction to his book. Clueless Asher could only sigh as he didn't even understand what the Fifth and Sixth prince were talking about and he couldn't keep his curiousity so he finally decided to ask. "What is an adult book? You said the book would make me an adult so why must the Third prince not see the book?" Gavin looked at Asher and clicked his tongue. "Poor little Asher still does not get the point, the book contains erotic art, do you understand now?" Asher's lips parted in disbelief. "You gave me a book fille

Liora waited three nights before opening the book again. Her body still ached sweetly from Draven, but she was curious. She wanted something different this time someone intense, teasing, and a little dangerous in a new way. She opened the glowing book and whispered, “I want someone seductive and playful… but still very dominant. Someone who can tease me until I beg and then fuck me senseless.” The book glowed purple this time. Soft shadows moved across the floor, and a tall figure appeared from the darkness between two tall shelves.