Intimate Stories Novels & Stories

Ethan ran a hand through his messy hair and leaned closer sharing stories about tough coaches and teammates riding his ass to perform. His voice dropped sometimes and each word made my nipples ache more. I added my own careful bits about feeling out of place without spilling the full disguise truth. The connection built fast with laughs over stupid people watching ideas like guessing who was about to get laid in the quad or who was hiding a bad hangover. “Imagine observing that couple over there,” he said nodding toward two students arguing quietly. “Guy looks like he wants to bolt but she has him by the balls. Classic.” I chuckled deep. “Yeah and he is probably thinking about the girl from

I whispered, keeping my voice low so Xavier wouldn't hear every word. "No! Tell me what happened", she shrieked, making me flinch as I kept a bit of distance between my ear and the phone. Sheesh. Well someone's excited. "Well", I whispered. "Xavier is practically a slobbering mess. You know that cock ring I ordered online a week ago?", "Shut up! No way! You used it?" "Mmhmm" "OMG!! Girl he is obviously going to be such an orgasm deprived mess right now but do tell how did you use it?"

I was dripping. I rubbed myself in tight, desperate circles, replaying that deep “Good girl” in my mind again and again. The way his voice had dropped. The way his fingers had felt around my wrist. I pushed two fingers inside myself, fucking them in and out while I imagined it was him — his hand, his cock, his control. It didn’t take long. The orgasm hit me hard and sudden. I bit down on my pillow to muffle the cry as my pussy clenched tightly around my fingers, pulsing with every wave. Lying there afterward, panting and ashamed, thighs still trembling, I whispered to the empty room: “What am I turning into?”

she furiously inquired as tears cascaded from her eyes. On seeing that Belinda wasn’t in the mood for any more lies and confusion, Ace had to come clean with the truth. “Babe I’m not sure if what I am about to say have any relation with what is currently happening but I have this feeling in my guts that it could be the genesis of what is going on. Please don’t yell at me for what I am about to tell you now; it happened a long time ago but the guilt from that day still hunts me till today. There’s this lady I met at the club during Mark’s birthday bash. I was drunk at that moment and couldn’t remember how we got talking till the extent that we went physical with each other. I remember being i

Every lick, every suck, every thrust of his tongue brought us closer and closer to the edge. It felt filthy and beautifully intimate all at once — the ultimate act of giving and taking, completely lost in each other.

EMMA God, the air in the house felt thicker than the humid summer night pressing against the windows. I was still buzzing from dinner—too much wine, too many lingering looks, and way too much skin on display. I’m Emma, twenty-one, fresh out of college with a body I knew turned heads: tight, athletic from years of running and yoga, perky C-cup tits that loved showing off under thin tank tops, and an ass that filled out my tiny cotton shorts perfectly. But tonight, the real heat wasn’t coming from outside. It was coming from her—my stepmom Sarah—and him—my stepbrother Jake.

“Interesting. Your body is responding very well to the examination.” “Dr. Crowe… this feels… too intimate,” I whispered, even as my hips twitched toward his hand. “I’ve never had a check like this before.” “That’s because most doctors don’t know how to be truly thorough,” he said, pushing two fingers slowly inside me. “Now breathe. I need to examine your responses.” He curled his fingers and started stroking that sensitive spot deep inside me while his thumb found my clit and circled it slowly. I moaned loudly, gripping the sides of the exam table.

Jax thrust deep a few more times, then pulled out, stroking himself fast until he came hot across her ass and lower back, marking her. They both collapsed, panting, but Jax rolled her over gently, sliding back between her legs. This time, he entered her slowly, face-to-face, their bodies pressed close. His thrusts were deep and unhurried, rolling his hips to grind against her clit. He kept eye contact the whole time, blue eyes burning into hers, making it intimate, almost overwhelming. “Tell me you’re not going back to that convent,” he said, his voice husky, thrusting slow and steady.

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”