Imagine Stories Spicy Novels & Stories

"I leaned over the bar looking in the direction the waitress had pointed. My blood boiled as I encountered the small, golden-haired figure who had tormented me with the salmon for the last month. "This has got to be a joke. Thank you Stayce. I took a deep breath before asking them to make a well-done medallion, to put it in the oven if necessary! This creature won't get me down this time! All right, Izzy, you need to calm down. You're hoping to have a serious, mature conversation with Cora, so you can't be so upset.

“That’s a shame. What do you do when you’re not delivering pizza?” “Gym, maybe video games or fixing cars. Normal guy stuff.” “So tell me your favorite movies, worst date story, what you’ll do with a million dollars.” I asked smiling. He answered easily, laughing at my teasing questions. The conversation flowed and he was funny in a quiet, dry way that made me forget Mark for a while. After ten minutes I felt the heat rising again. “God, it’s so hot in here,” I said, fanning myself. I grabbed the bottom of my tank top and pulled it off in one smooth motion.

Chapter 1 Wet Backstage Cravings Lena's pov I dated a celebrity and it was the worst mistake I ever made. He’s a celebrity in Spain, he’s a musician. His name is Jayden. I met him at an event. The lights were dim backstage, the air thick with perfume, sweat, and the faint buzz of champagne glasses clinking. I stood there in my tight black leather gown, feeling the fabric hug every curve as I scanned the room. He came to perform.

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

The sun is very hot out here so I pick up some lotion and rub it on my body so as not to get burnt and look like a cooked lobster in the end! I don't have emails so I just play a game for a while and when I get bored of that i put my tablet away and pick up my romance novel i was reading. Half way through the book though I drift away into a peaceful slumber. After spending an hour or so in the water Conor comes back and puts his cold hands on my body making me heal up. "What the hell Conor??" I yell at him and he only smirks smugly with an innocent face!.....devil!

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

This short story of how I would eat your pussy. It was written just for you. Read it and enjoy it while stroking your sweet wet pussy. I want you to get wet. I mean really wet reading about me doing this to you baby. I want your body hurting badly, nipples hard and your clit swollen and throbbing before you insert anything into it. You might even want to print it and lay back on your bed and love your body while you read it. It's my special gift to you.

He spread Tyler’s cheeks and licked a slow stripe over his hole. Tyler gasped sharply. "What the—oh fuck!" The wet heat made his knees buckle. Jax’s tongue circled, probing, pushing inside. Tyler’s cock jerked, pre-cum dripping onto the floor. *This is so wrong,* Tyler thought, but pleasure crashed through him. He pushed back against Jax’s face, moaning. Jax ate him out with hunger, tongue fucking deep. His hand reached around and stroked Tyler’s leaking cock. "So tight. You’ve never been fucked, have you?"

And with my eyes closed, with my eyes closed and with his cock now pushing into my mouth, one image came to mind that would make these encounters with Kai so much better. Hayden here watching. Touching. Joining in. Oh God, my thoughts were dirty, twisted, and so wrong. But it felt so good when I thought about my brother catching me and Kai. I got so wet when I thought of my twin reaching out and stroking Kai’s cock or Hayden gripping my jaw and prying it open as he shoved his shaft down my throat. “You’ll do what I want because you’re my dirty, little whore, isn’t that right?” I sucked in a deep breath and stuck my tongue out, licking at my lips and the tip of his cock, tasting how salty his

“When I’m alone. When I’m praying. When I’m trying to sleep.” The silence felt heavier now. I could hear his breathing slowly, shaky, and controlled. “What do you imagine?” he asked his voice quieter than before. Heat rushed to my face. Between my legs. “I imagine… his hands on me. Undressing me. Touching me where no one has touched me before.” My voice cracked on the last word. I pressed my thighs together, hard feeling the ache bloom deeper. “I imagine his mouth,” I continued—barely audible. “On my neck. On my breasts. Lower.”