Hedonism Stories Novels & Stories

A hunger neither of them had spoken aloud until recently. It started with late-night conversations whispered in the dark. Fantasies. The idea of a threesome came not from desperation, but from something shared and genuine, a desire to deepen their bond, to explore edges of themselves they hadn't touched before. And yes, they had kids, but this wasn’t about escaping routine. It was about reconnecting with each other, differently.

They both feel an undeniable attraction towards each other from the moment they've met and they quickly give in to their desires but what will happen when young girls start to get missing and found dead in the woods and HE becomes a suspect? Dear shy, sexy professor A Forbidden love story between Professor Alexander Morero, a 35 years old teacher who teaches Italian language & History at Bedrock university, LA, California and his new student, 20 year old, Jessica Hudson. *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#* Bonus story: My boyfriend's uncle Introduction: He knew he was in trouble. She was the girlfriend of his nephew, and she was off-limits. But he couldn't help the way he felt when he was

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

It is the most beautiful thing to do in life with your husband, to pray together. They found peace in praying, they said their adkhars. She laid her head on his lap , finding a peace of heart. He played with her head, the scent blowing his nose. "What do want to eat baby"He asked slowly, unknown to him she was fast asleep. He dropped her on the bed and lay close to her. Sleep took over them. Lukumades, Most European cultures have their version of doughnuts, but Greek loukoumades are arguably one of the tastiest. They're perfectly fluffy fried dough balls topped with Greek honey and cinnamon.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

Stone had never seen it happen before in his entire twenty-year career. Not only had he given Hannah an orgasm, he had given her her very first orgasm. That thought and the memory of her pussy convulsing right before his eyes remained in the back of Dr. Stone's head for the rest of the week. He jerked off to the thought several more times, unable to resist himself despite knowing that it was completely unprofessional and would get him fired if anyone ever found out.

Marcus leaned back against the desk crossing his arms so the fabric pulled tight across his chest. “Predatory depends on consent Sarah. If both parties are adults and they want it, who the hell are we to judge the heat between them? Take these classic stories. The men aren’t saints. They’re flawed hungry bastards who see something they crave and go after it. The women aren’t victims either. They’re dripping for it. Wet and reckless because the forbidden touch sets their skin on fire.” Fuck. My face burned. I uncrossed my legs and felt a slick rush between them. The way he said dripping made my clit throb.

The words poured out messy and fast. “Dear Dairy, I did something that changed how I feel now. Leo walked in while I was touching myself thinking about his cock from that bathroom day. I was drunk and crying about how much I hate this family. He promised not to tell, then kissed me. His fingers made me come so hard I saw stars. He took care of me when I threw up, saw me naked, washed me. This morning the little touches at breakfast and in the hallway made me feel insane. I suddenly feel so different about him. I hate how much I want more now. I keep fantasizing about his cock in my mouth, stretching my pussy, tying me up and taking control. Rough stuff. BDSM things I’ve only read about. It’s

The dark, desperate craving that had been consuming me from the inside out was finally silenced. Raymond stayed behind me for a moment, his forehead resting against my back, while Richard reached for a glass of champagne, his hand steady as he poured a drop onto my skin and licked it off. I closed my eyes, listening to the waves against the hull, savoring the sticky, heavy warmth of their combined release. I was no longer the hollow shell of a woman I had been. The Widow’s Hunger had finally been satisfied. The celebration had only just begun.

WARNING! THIS IS A NON-CONSENSUAL STORY. PLEASE BE WARNED. IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT AVOID THIS PARTICULAR STORY. As I mentioned, I write based on the prompts readers give if it's not too extreme. This doesn't mean the author supports this in real life. Note: There are limits I won't cross when writing these collections, so when you request a certain story, don't cross a certain line. I won't write it. CHAPTER 1 The bar smelled like spilt beer and old cigarettes. A few people were scattered around the tables. It was late August, and most of the town was at the county fair.