Literature Sex Stories の小説・ストーリー

I wanted the floor to swallow me. Lucas slipped one finger inside me slow, deep while continuing the conversation about centerpieces. My thighs trembled. I bit the inside of my cheek to stay silent, pretending to study my notebook. The same notebook that now held vows filthier than anything Victoria could imagine. “Read the next one quietly,” Lucas murmured when Victoria excused herself to take a quick call from her assistant. His breath was warm against my ear, finger still moving lazily inside me. “Under the table. Now.”

These stories are designed for readers who've been waiting for monster romance that actually commits to the monster part. Each story runs 3-10 chapters with real plots, character development, and stakes that matter. But when the clothes come off, nobody's playing nice. The sex serves the story, and the story serves the heat. Before you dive in, here's everything you might encounter. Read carefully. These aren't suggestions or maybes. If it's listed here, it shows up somewhere in this collection. CONTENT WARNINGS A-Z A: Alpha Dominance, Aggressive Mating, Anatomical Impossibilities That Work Anyway

' I asked. After a long pause Julia looked into my eyes and said 'Yes'. 'Ok then. Don't forget that normally I'd be writing the story myself and would therefore put words into your mouth and manipulating your body to suit the story. As you're actually here I will use your input as we go along' 'I'll start by assuming that you did like the story you've just read. What did you like about it? Did you enjoy the build up or the sex scenes the most?' 'I think that the build up provided all the eroticism and I found myself eagerly anticipating the story. I was amazed at my reaction to the actual sex; although I'm sure without the build up it wouldn't have had that effect on me'

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. “Let me go.” “Wellsy, for fuck’s sake, can you just be a little bit patient?” I stopped. “There's nothing you can say to make me feel better about this.” “Fine. See it as a threesome, that's something everyone has undeniably wanted to try out.” “Not as a normal thing, Adrian. You're telling me that every time you like a girl, you…” “No!” He cut me off like he knew what I was about to say. “It's just the sex.”

In addition, it can increase an urge for sex. Elena even in her unconscious state, arched her back for me, her lips parted, and I watched the way her n*****s hardened and her p***y tightened around my fingers. I readjusted myself on the bed, placing my left hand by her head. I leaned all my weight on it while forcing a third finger into her tight cunt. My c**k twitched in anticipation to be inside her. Her breath cut, and I gently kissed the corner of her lips. “Beautiful.”

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

The scent of blood and sex hung thicker in the air, as if the very walls had absorbed the excesses of the previous night. Lucian found me first. He appeared from the shadows like a dream made flesh, his dark hair tousled, emerald eyes gleaming with fresh hunger. He wore only black trousers, his sculpted chest bare and pale as moonlight. Without a word, he pulled me into his arms and claimed my mouth in a deep, possessive kiss. His tongue tasted faintly of copper, reminding me of how much of my blood he had taken. “You healed beautifully,” he murmured against my lips. “But we can still smell last night on you. It makes us want more.”

Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy. Then the old woman laid on the floor, and she watched as her husband mounted her, his manhood disappearing and up into the woman, and appearing seconds later. Horror, fear, anger, and disgust held her in place as they continued their tryst. Dimly, she became aware that the other witches in the hall were now engaged in different sexual acts of their own. "Wanna Join, cunt?" laughed a witch in her face as another stopped dove n and began to s*ck the woman's

“You don’t want Maya to hear her precious best friend getting finger-fucked by her big sister, do you?” I shook my head frantically, moaning into her palm as she started pumping her fingers in and out of my tight pussy. She curled them perfectly, hitting that sensitive spot inside me with every stroke. The wet, obscene sounds of her fingers plunging into my soaked cunt were barely covered by the music from the party. “Look at you,” Lena growled, fucking me harder. “Taking my fingers like a greedy little slut right here on the rooftop. Anyone could walk around this corner and see me ruining your tight cunt.”