Kwentong Sex Novels & Stories

Kate reached out blindly and found Ashley's dripping slit, plunging her own two fingers deeply. Ashley gasped, clenching her pussy around Kate's fingers. Across the rug, Karen and Hayley were already doing the same. Fingers buried in each other's cunts, legs splayed so freaking wide like they were waiting for a hefty cock to plunge through their wet pussies. "Fuck look at us. " Karen panted, voice wrecked. "No less than cheap whores." They kept the pace, fingers pumping into their wet crotches. Kate's cunt was the loudest, making filthy sounds anytime Ashley plunged deeper.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

I can hear some more shuffling and then he was telling me, "Yes, mistress, I'm naked." Mistress? I sighed internally. You seriously wouldn't believe how many men were into the whole dominatrix kink. In the beginning, it was kind of fun but by now it was getting pretty old. Mentally awakening my inner dom, I relaxed further into the sofa and flipped through the magazine."Good boy," I cooed, finding a 20 sex tips for women article. Huh, how fitting. "Now, here's what I want you to do, and you better listen closely, pet."

She nodded glumly and I continued reading my terms. “For our evening schedule, dinner would be by 9pm. Bedtime would be immediately after dinner. Sex is twice a week, on Thursdays and Saturdays…” “Excuse me did you just say sex?” she asked, her voice a little above a whisper. “Light sex on Thursdays,” I nodded. “Something more kinky on Saturdays. I make use of ropes, cuffs and horse whips. If you’re not cool with anyone I can cross it off the list and find a suitable replacement…”

“Look at your greedy little asshole, Kent. It’s practically sucking my fingers in. You’re such a fucking slut for my cock.” Kent pulls off just enough to speak, panting against my tip, “Yes! Fuck, yes!” I push a third finger inside him, spreading him wider, then add my pinky for good measure. His loud moans around my cock tip almost make me come right then. Unable to hold off much longer, I push him off to the side of the couch and stand, quickly retrieving a condom from the bag by the door. Tearing the packet open, I roll it on hastily before stalking back to him.

"Funny, I don't even remember what we were fighting about. It always seems to be something trivial." "It was about Bethany," Kelly says. "You don't like her and she's one of my best friends. But never mind about that right now, I wished you had come home last night," she says in her best purr-like voice. "I was horny for some make-up sex," she laughs. Fuck! She's even given it a name. I wonder if she names the others 'wake-up sex' and 'welcome home from work-sex'. "Kelly," I take her hand, "there is nothing in this world as wonderful as sex with you."

"Don't thank me yet, mate. When were done with you, you'll be too tired to think, let alone remember your name.' Before she was able to process what was said, Reign reached down with our hand and pressed two fingers into her juicy slit. She immediately moaned out, arching against our fingers, her eyes closed tightly. We did circular motions on her clit and she widened her legs to feel us more. Reign removed our hand, causing Kwen to whimper. He smirked, inhaling her sweet minty scent before tasting her. I never knew a simple taste could be so addicting, and we both were already so addicted to Kwen. He growled, finally lowering us to her entrance. He looked up at her from between her thighs.

he says. In the next moment, I gasp because something hard and almost fleshy invades my legs. It’s not from Wiley because his hands are still working my toes. It’s not Kent, because he just gave me all he had to give for now. Of all the brothers, I should have known Kent would have a secret stash of sex toys. That’s never appealed to me–I’d rather have the real thing inside me. But tonight I can’t say no. And everything I never thought I’d enjoy in bed, I now crave.

“I want to observe you with our partners in your role as dom, perhaps later today or tomorrow.” We sip our coffee as we prepare breakfast together and chat with Thomas and Claudia. Thomas has a smile on his face and pulls me aside while Rhett plates up the food. “I enjoy seeing you so happy, my friend, but I need some advice about kinky sex and um…you know…back door stuff,” he whispers as he invites me to sit with him in the sittting room for a moment. “Lube is your friend,” I chuckle. “Is there…um…is there a limit to how often and how big?” He asks nervously.