Mfm Sex Novels & Stories

“Most have a hard time getting their release once, let alone multiple times. Now, do you find that the threesome aspect is one of the main factors of your releases?” “What do you mean?” she asked. “Do you like sex more when there are other people there to help get you off?” Mike asked. “I never thought of that, but I don’t think that it matters,” Michelle replied. “The aspect of having sex with a woman was never a turn-on before, but I do like having Megan there.” “Do you like Megan's ability to get you there quickly?” Mike asked.

“That’s the whole point of the machine. That’s why I wanted to create it so anyone could go anywhere or do anything they wanted without getting into trouble.” “Well, I must say, you did it. But now I wonder if you will have anything else to do with me. Are you going to shut me out now that we have had sex?” “Technically, we didn’t have sex. We imagined having sex,” Dominique said. “If we both got off, then I have to say we had sex. It’s much like phone sex. You don’t technically touch each other, but your words do, and the other person enjoys it and orgasms,” I replied.

I moan to them. "As you wish." he replies before beginning to slide in and out of my ass, slowly. Ryker releases my neck from his fangs and begins to pump into me, faster and deeper. I squirt repeatedly, coating both men in my juices as they continued to fill me. Quickening and hardening their thrusts. I scream both their names in pleasure as I reach my final peak with Ryker filling my pussy and Rayne my ass with their warm seed. They both were truly connected with me at the same time now and I couldn't be happier.

“You mean the trauma or the sex?” “Both. But mostly the sex.” “Ugh,” I rolled my eyes. “It was… fine. Moody. Like he was auditioning for a perfume ad but in bed.” “Moody sex is so overhyped,” Rhea sighed. “Give me a man who laughs during foreplay and eats my pussy like his rent depends on it.” “RH—” “I SAID WHAT I SAID.” I was wheezing. “You need help.” “I need a man who knows how to make pancakes and doesn’t ghost me after three days. Speaking of, did you even finish, or was he one of those ‘Did you cum?’ types?”

the tight pants actually revealing his hard cock pressing over his hard, erect Manef pants, digging into his towel. Instead, he pushes away as he wants, Tsuki Miki makes a faint, high-pitched noise, but reality sinks in and in a faint moment, in what was a fleeting moment of lucidity, he pushes Manef who with a groan push back, pressing even harder, whereupon Manef presses a knee between his legs, and Tsuki Miki gives a few sighs and bows. This is easily more sexual stimulation than ever before and among all others. He never gave Manef a second look before today, they didn't even think about kissing, but again where he has no control and no way to object, where he thinks about any situation

I could feel the heat radiating from him. His lips deliberately brushed against my earlobe, sending a jolt straight down my spine. For some reason, my mind flashed back to Rex and his bold, dirty talk. This feeling… it was just like that. I shook myself. Get a grip. Stop thinking about that asshole. By the end of the dance, I was flushed and breathless. Alessandro, however, just had a small, satisfied smirk on his face. “Don Falcone, and who is this lovely lady?” a middle-aged man asked as he approached us.

"What? Reconciliation sex is historically the best kind. Well, alongside pure anger sex. Now add the fact that it's coming from a literal mini-god with such incredibly adventurous, dominant taste." A sudden, sharp throb pulses deep in my core. My throat thickens, and the air in the room suddenly feels sweltering. I begin frantically fanning my face with my free hand, looking around the hallway as if someone might be standing there watching my reaction. But the door is completely closed; the kids are safely behind the closed laboratory door.

The idea that he was recording me getting fucked, raw, real, and unfiltered, made my pussy clench again. “Keep going,” I whispered, pushing back against him. “Film me. Film your little influencer slut getting destroyed.” Felix groaned and fucked me even harder, the phone capturing every moan, every slap of skin, every wet sound. He pulled my hair, making me arch my back more, and spanked my ass red while railing me. “You look so fucking hot like this,” he panted. “My perfect little pornstar.” I came again, screaming, my body shaking violently. Felix buried himself deep and unloaded inside me, pumping thick ropes of hot cum deep into my pussy. He kept thrusting slowly, pushing every drop as d

Days melted into nights filled with long conversations, heated arguments about the future, and sex that ranged from tender and healing to raw and punishing. Draven would wake her in the middle of the night with his mouth between her thighs, licking her slowly until she came awake moaning his name. He’d fuck her lazily from behind while they watched the sunrise over the city, his hand rubbing her clit in perfect rhythm with his deep thrusts. In the afternoons, Freya would drop to her knees while he was on conference calls, sucking him off under the desk just to feel powerful in the chaos. The sex was their escape, their language, their proof that what they had was worth the world burning arou

I cried out, pleasure and pain mixing so much so that I had no idea which one controlled me. "Beg. For. It," Mark spoke between gritted teeth, just on the verge of breaking. I smiled into the mattress, my body humming as lightning shot through me. My pussy clenched, and my nail dug into the sheet as I tried to push back against him. I was riding out the waves, each one hitting me that much harder. The pressure inside of my chest was about to explode "Mark!" I screamed his name, my legs shaking as the words left me. I was falling, helplessly into the darkness. My body was clinging to every single stroke that Mark offered me. I was fucked, literally.