Lewd Henti Novels & Stories

With COVID, I’m not around anyone but Kent. And that’s going great. So I do it. I open Pornhub, mirror it to my TV, and pull up my favorite big-dicked gay p**n actor, Rocco Steele. The opening scene—just watching him kiss and fondle the guy in bed with him—gets me hard almost instantly. His hands on the guy’s ass and cock? Fuck, it’s sexy as hell. They both look so eager for it, and when that big-ass dick comes out, my own dick twitches in my boxers.

As she slowly rose, a small stream of cum ran down the insides of each thigh. "Time to get on the bed now, slut. Get your fuckin ass into the bedroom and onto the bed. Spread your fuckin' thighs, we wanna see that cum filled pussy of yours!" Les ordered as he grasped her wrist and assisted her from the floor. Without a word Helen sensually walked into the bedroom, her ass sashaying back and forth provocatively, she fell over onto the bed and on her back. She raised her legs and grasped the back of her knees with her hands and held her legs wide so that her male lovers could see the cum oozing from her pink lipped cunt.

The Mistress of the Underworld had never smiled but she took advice from the three old hags and tried to do it for the sake of her beloved Persephone. Hades came forward. As she moved, the folds of her long black tunic rippled like waves about her elegant frame. It seemed like she was floating. Her graceful movement reminded the young goddess of a stealthy serpent. Persephone's breath halted in her throat. She quickly stepped back until her backside was against the table.

Her heart raced with curiosity as she read the mysterious messages, her fingers trembling slightly against the screen. "Happy Birthday Redhead," the first message read, causing a shiver of uncertainty to run down her spine. Her nickname, known to only a few close friends, now appeared in a message from an unknown sender. Who could know such a personal detail, and why were they reaching out to her now?

Helena’s voice jolted her out of her thoughts. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Elora asked, her clit getting harder at the thought of rubbing Helena’s clit on hers. Helena nodded, and Elora laughed. “You little slut.” “Don’t act like I’m the only one that wants this,” Helena responded quickly, her voice low and sultry, sending chills running down Elora’s spine. “I know you can’t get enough of my cunt.” The wetness between both their legs had gotten really unbearable as Helena’s bra fell off, revealing her boobs. They weren’t that huge, but they were decent.

“You love Harrington cock so much? Now feel what his son can do. I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming for mercy—until your pussy’s swollen tomorrow.” Renata cried harder. “No… Ced… I can’t take it…” But her body betrayed her—growing wetter, inner walls clenching around him with every thrust, hips starting to roll to meet him even as her mind begged him to stop. Cedric felt it. He laughed, low and vicious, driving into her harder. “Listen to you—saying no while your cunt sucks me in like it never wants to let go. You really are the Harrington family whore, aren’t you?”

--- After a steamy hot session, the two went back to the cabin, and got overwhelm upon opening the door, to see HiVi bathing in blood. The Common Omega took a step back, daring not to see nor enter the room, he instantly paled at the gruesome sight. “That was HiVi one of the top elite prostitutes, ” he said, gasping in disbelief. Yesterday when he saw HiVi's beauty, he was speechless, it's his first time to see a top elite in flesh because elite are not allowed on their premises. Elites are raised cattle and can't be mixed with them, who only work for a couple of days and be gone.

“You fucked her in a public bathroom to get my properties under your name. That's quite dirty you know.” Xavier laughed deeply. Instead of feeling calm with his amusement, it felt as if goosebumps are appearing on my skin. “I had sex with Angela in the public bathroom to get your properties under her name.” I blanched. “That’s right honey. Those hotels are under Angela’s name and very soon, I’m going to strip S.H Fashion from you. All I need you to do is sit back and watch.”

This was the hottest thing I’d ever done and never in my imagination could I have conjured this image. “Look at the way he’s staring at you, at the way he covets what’s mine,” Levi murmured seductively in my ear. “As if he’s imagining it’s your pussy wrapped around his length.” I whimpered. “Do you like knowing that he wants you? Needs you as badly as I do?” Levi asked. I dropped my head against his chest as his other hand joined it. Two fingers slid into me as his other hand roughly flicked my clit, causing me to cry out. My body jolted as he pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in, slow and deep.

Her palms were sweating but she was confidently giving answers to all the questions. She was fidgeting with her fingers under the table. The door to the other room on the right side opened and a man in a black dress shirt and dress pants entered. Damen Benjamin Laurent. He was tall. Haven black hair set back perfectly. He was holding a pile of papers when he saw Penelope sitting on the other side of the glass wall. He put his hands in his pockets and watched her. He saw her fidgeting fingers yet a confident face. He somehow found that scene amusing. He looked again at her face, it felt very much familiar. Damen tried to find a connection between the girl sitting in front of her to someone he