Naughty Fantasy Novels & Stories

Lock the door. I did, the click echoing like a promise. My bare feet sank into the plush carpet as I approached, climbing onto the bed without a word. His hands were on me instantly, rough palms sliding up my legs, bunching the nightie to expose my bare pussy. 'No knickers? Such a naughty girl,' he growled, fingers tracing my slick folds. I was soaked, not just from earlier but from the anticipation, the risk of Ethan waking and finding me gone.

"Can you understand what this place is to me? It's a fantasy come true. Wild adventurous sex, where everyone's pleasure is the first concern. No meanness, no cruelty, no gossip, no judging. If a girl kisses a girl, she's not a lesbian. If she's with more than one guy, she's not a whore. If she's proud of her body, and shows it off, she's not a slut, she's hot. It's pure fantasy." She pulled her legs back and encouraged me to fuck her harder. Which of course, under the situation, I had no choice but to accede to. "God, I love it. I love your fat cock in me, so thick, the feel of it rubbing down the sides of my pussy. The pressure of bone on bone at the end of every hard stroke. The wild feeli

Genre: Dark Fantasy Billionaire Romance | Explicit | FL: Ruby Senty ML: Rudolph Clarksville Doff – “The Beast King” . . . The first time Ruby Senty saw Rudolph Clarksville Doff, she was barefoot, soaked in forest rain, and trying to escape a man who’d paid for her body.

John’s body pressed against my back, solid and warm. His breath tickled my ear as his fingers guided mine over my panties. I could feel how hard he was, pressed right against my ass through his jeans. My heart raced so fast I felt dizzy. “You were hoping I’d come, weren’t you?” he murmured, voice low and rough. “Still staring at my window even after I climbed over here. Naughty girl.” I shivered. “John, this is crazy. Someone could see us.”

"Lick it more, daddy!" I use my mind-reading, slipping into their thoughts. I could feel the caramel-skinned woman's desperation to be filled, the slim girl's need to please, and the black girl's craving for hard, rhythmic friction. I knew exactly what they wanted before they even asked. Cravings, fantasies, the exact spot that made them shake—it was all laid bare in my head. I flip the caramel-skinned woman over, gripping her hips and sliding my cóck deep into her tight, wet pûssy. She screams, her fingers digging into the sheets.

Amelia's step brother Benjamin is what you will call a typical pervert and loser. At 23 years he has no friends, nevermind a girlfriend. Being jobless, he spends most of his time watching p**n and jerking off and since he started venturing into p**n his greatest fantasy has been to have sex with Amelia, his step sister. He always visualizes both of them engaging in illicit sexual activities anytime he views p**n. It's no wonder why his best p**n scenes are the ones featuring family taboo, especially step siblings.

I find a cute black pair with the words 'daddy's baby' written on the back in white. "Didn't know our girl was kinky." My wolf Dax says. "Neither did I." "The things we could do to her." He says growling softly at the end. I cut the connection between us because dirty thoughts and images start clouding my mind. I do not need a boner at such a down time. I look down at the underwear again and feel my pants start to tighten. Fuck. Images pop up of how I would pull her hair and smack her ass while I fuck her senseless. My hand going around her throat as the other fondled her beautiful,perky brea-

The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy filled the room. She came again, her pussy pulsing around his thick shaft. Waves of pleasure rolled through her, making her moan his name. Her juices coated his cock and ran down her legs. Professor Kane kept fucking her through it, not slowing down. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back slightly, making her back arch more. “Again,” he demanded. “Come on my cock again.”

"But not here. Not now. Not like this." "Come with me to my place," he said, his voice filled with a mix of desire and hunger. "Let me show you how a naughty girl is treated. I felt a rush of excitement, a rush of desire, a dangerous sensation. I had come so close to getting what I wanted and I didn't care anymore, there was no turning back at this point. I was ready to be taken and devoured by my boss who I had always fantasized about no matter what. "Okay," I said with a voice barely above a whisper. "Take me there.”

*So incredibly wrong. Yet the fantasy consumed me. I pictured Damien pushing me down onto this very bed, that mocking smile on his lips as he spread my legs wide. I imagined the thick head of his cock nudging against my entrance, stretching me open inch by delicious inch until he bottomed out, filling me completely. Young, virile, relentless. His hands on my hips, my breasts, gripping hard enough to leave marks as he fucked me deep and slow, then faster, claiming every moan I tried to hold back.