Mmf Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

he asked, his voice a low, filthy rasp. "I mean having sex with my ex-boyfriend's father." "Good," he growled, his hand sliding under the lace. He didn't ask; he just shifted my underwear to the side until my pussy was completely bare, glistening, and pulsing in the cool office air. “There’s a first time for everything.”

“You want our cum, don’t you? Want us to breed you like a cheap whore?” I nodded frantically, tears streaming, my body trembling on the edge of orgasm. Tyler took over my mouth while Kai moved to my ass. He spat generously on my tight hole, working one finger in, then two, stretching me open. “Not yet,” Kai warned when I whimpered. “But soon. We’re going to ruin every hole tonight.” The double penetration in my pussy grew faster and more brutal. Leo and Marcus were groaning and grunting like animals, their cocks sliding together inside me, making wet, obscene sounds.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

“No… no… I touched myself. I did it all by myself. It was a fucking illusion. Uncle wasn’t here last night, I’m even in my room, not the couch like I had imagined. So nothing happened..” Oh god, I face palm myself. Why can’t I imagine another guy instead of him? Like the handsome guy from my work? Or Noah, the hot guy from my college days? Or those strangers I sex text for work. In case you don’t know, I work as a sex caller, where people call and tell me their fantasy. But uncle kale? Fuck, his hotness was out of this world. He was hands down the sexiest man I have ever seen. Last night… his touch felt so real… so freaking real. I had called him daddy as he made me cum again.

Twenty-five men. Twenty-five stories. One thing they all have in common is desire. Some men fall for the person they were never supposed to want. A forbidden crush on a straight boss. A brother's best friend who was always off-limits. A divorce lawyer who becomes far more than a professional. A bodyguard who gets dangerously close to his client. A fake boyfriend who doesn't stay fake for long. A retired adult-film star determined to leave his past behind, until someone recognizes the man he used to be. There are also rivals who can't stand each other, roommates who discover an attraction they never expected, supposedly straight married men whose lives are turned upside

Every thrust hit deep, angling just right, making me moan into the wooden bench. “Say my name,” he demanded. “Callu..m..fuck…don’t stop…” I moaned, pain and pleasure shooting through me at the same time. He grunted, fucking me even harder, one hand slipping around to stroke my cock in sync with his thrusts. I was already so close. My orgasm ripped through me—violent, overwhelming. My body tensed and shook as I spilled across the bench. Callum groaned behind me, buried deep, then came with a low shout, jerking as he emptied into the condom.

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

"I live with him at home, take care of him, do some household chores, and...well...you know..." "Have threesomes?" asked Sarah, bluntly. "Yes," said Em plainly. "With both men and women. I enjoy it. Especially with someone who looks as good as you. His 'female viagra' helps a lot too." Sarah found herself blushing. "Awww. look! She's so shy!" squealed Em. "So cute! Ohmygahd! If you're not careful, I may just fall in love with you!" Sarah blushed more. Em laughed.

His head rolled backward, body shuddering from his own orgasm as he buried himself into her—groaning while spilling his entire fluid onto her. WARNING! This is a Mafia erotic content and this book contains violence as much as it contains BDSM. There is so much WAR, LOVE, HATE and OBSESSION. The Male lead is an extremist. Kills without remorse, and of course love without boundaries( Just the female lead.) This book is not for readers younger than 18.

My thighs pressed together on instinct, but it was already too late. A slick rush of wetness flooded my panties, hot and sudden, soaking the delicate lace until it clung to my swollen fold. My clit pulsed hard, as if his voice had whispered the command straight against my skin. God. I was dripping. Just from an email. Just from the knowledge that the most explicit thing I’d ever written...forty-three pages of raw, shameless fantasy...was now sitting in his inbox. I had submitted the wrong file. On Monday night I’d been running on cold coffee and three hours of sleep, watching a course submission portal count down the last two minutes before the deadline.