Machine Sex Novels & Stories

I gave in to the pleasure and came on his cock, my walls squeezing and convulsing around his thick member. “Take my seed, slave girl,” he growled. I huffed and slammed my body backwards, forcing his cock so deep I could feel it rubbing against my upper walls. “Oh yes, Master. Fuck me hard!” I gripped the coverlet beneath me and released a long moan as Mr. Maxwell’s cock massaged out the rest of my orgasm while he emptied inside of me. Dr. James had warned me about wild sex, but I couldn’t stop myself. My body needed it. My pussy needed it.

Suddenly I started feeling like throwing up. "I want to go back. It's too scary here." Richard whispered through gritted teeth. "And you think I'm feeling like dancing on the dance floor? Everyone looks scary and gross in this room." I grimaced. I walked forward, turned around, and looked around. In a corner, two tattooed and pierced men were having sex with one woman openly. The woman was screaming and taking two dicks inside her vagina at the same time. Oh my God, how?

Matthew's cock stretches and fucks my pussy just as much as Justin's cock, making me gasp for air. While Ronald pulled out his phone to capture the sensual moment, videoing how Justin and Matthews cocks slammed into me repeatedly. Apparently, these three had a fetish of videoing themselves while having sex. Ronald fisted his cock while he videoed us, his lips parted as he moaned and groaned in excitement. "Fuck, Genevieve, you are so hot and sexy. I never want to stop." Justin pants, his cock pounding into me in a steady rhythm. I moaned in respond; fuck, I was incoherent. My breath hitches with every thrust he makes.

I gave in to the pleasure and came on his cock, my walls squeezing and convulsing around his thick member. “Take my seed, slave girl,” he growled. I huffed and slammed my body backwards, forcing his cock so deep I could feel it rubbing against my upper walls. “Oh yes, Master. Fuck me hard!” I gripped the coverlet beneath me and released a long moan as Mr. Maxwell’s cock massaged out the rest of my orgasm while he emptied inside of me. Dr. James had warned me about wild sex, but I couldn’t stop myself. My body needed it. My pussy needed it.

My, someone thinks a lot of his prowess. Deke’s grim smile went straight to her nerves. “One of the joys of a ménage. We can make you willing to do anything. But since we’re agreed now that there won’t be any straight sex, then there won’t be any risks.” What sort of sex would there be, then? Oral. Anal. She hadn’t done either. In two weeks, she’d become a pro at both. The thought made her suck in a sharp breath at the dangerous jolt of...

The senator took him deep, throat working, no hesitation. A power play in plain sight: the man who denounced corruption now worshipping at the source of it. Marvin thrust lazily, savoring the submission, the way Voss’s hands gripped his thighs like prayer. Groans surrounded them. Nearby, two women scissored frantically, clits grinding, heads thrown back in unison. A man bent another over a low bench, pounding with mechanical rhythm while a third fed his cock into the bent man’s mouth. Heaving chests, slapping skin, choked moans layered into a symphony of excess.

Dom’s cock is out, and he is slamming into her cunt relentlessly. “I would like to fuck you like this. Imagine the two of us in that playroom.” Her breath hitches. “It means we will have sex in the open?” she asks me wide eyed. I take her palm and kiss her fingers. “No… Sex on stage is not tolerated. Although players can have sex in playrooms… Like they are having.”

“Just… the fantasy. The sacrilege of it. Fucking someone on sacred ground while the cross watched.” Seong’s eyes flashed brighter. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with the blunt head of his cock. One brutal thrust and he was buried to the hilt, ridges dragging against oversensitive walls. Ren screamed, back arching off the table. “Keep going,” Seong growled, starting a punishing rhythm—deep, hard snaps of his hips that made the table creak. “Tell me how you jerked off after confession. Did you finger yourself while whispering Hail Marys?”

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

Red colored lights welcomed them into the room. Several sights of sins caught her attention. Women on their knees, shoving men’s genitals in their mouths. Women were getting pounded, their loud moans echoing through the other end of the room. Dimly lit up, but she caught glimpses. Naked girls danced around poles, their faces dripping with fluid that reeked like semen and alcohol. A visit to a sex club was new to her, but Daddy had crazy sexual fantasies he wanted them to explore together.