Neptunic Sexuality Novels & Stories

Honestly, hearing him talk sometimes makes me want to throw things at his head, but I still walk over and sit on the opposite couch. Neylan watches me quietly for a few seconds before finally speaking again. “This relationship between us stays simple.” I immediately narrow my eyes. “Relationship?” “Yes,” he says casually. “Sexual. Pheromone exchange. Availability whenever my episodes flare up.” I blink once. Then twice. “That sounds insane when you say it out loud.” Neylan shrugs lazily. “Doesn’t make it less true.” I stare at him in disbelief. “Don’t people usually present legal contracts for weird arrangements like this in stories?”

"Yeah. You know, big bad wolf ordering his little mate to please him." "Really? Werewolves really are horny little animals being more beast in bed than human?" He meant to tease me, but I knew he was actually curious. I laughed at his coyness. "Yes, Nick. We are hard wired to mate and I don't mean marking each other. I mean dirty sex filled with hours of fucking." I moved my body down on his and my lips teased his neck. "Can you handle that?" I teased. I couldn't help myself. He smelt so good.

The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.

He nuzzled against her, his lips on her neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to her earlobe, where she'd always been ticklish. " Ooh," she whispered. " Ooh! Oh, oh, oh. . . Fu*k." She sighed, as he worked his fingers against the slick seam . . . and then she forgot to pose, forgot about trying to look good, and lost herself inside her own pleasure. Luci watched her squeeze her eyes shut as she clamped her thighs against his wrist and snapped her hips up, once, twice, three times before she froze, all the muscles in her thighs and belly and bottom tense and quivering, and he felt her contract against his fingers.

"No touching yourself. That'll be an important rule if you become my official sub and I'm hoping you'll start that rule now." No touching myself! How will I mange that? "What if I'm really horny?" I whine and wiggle my ass on Nathan's crotch. "Then I'll help you with it." His hand replaces mine and starts rubbing me slowly. I groan lowly and thrust my hips into his hand. "You need to do more research so this," he pats my bulge making me jump, "can wait." "Fine," I huff and Nathan types in a new website. This one is on online shop. A kinky online shop.

Because Nerites is breeding me again. His tentacles are everywhere, thick ones pinning my wrists above my head, thinner ones coiled around my thighs, keeping me spread open against the cold glass. One massive tentacle is buried in my ass, another even thicker is pounding my cunt, and his ridged cock is sliding between them, taking turns, stretching me so wide I can feel every ridge, every pulse. Lightning forks across the sky and lights up my swollen belly that's round and glowing bright with his eggs, making me look like something out of the filthiest hentai.

Gabriel spoke while he brushed his goatee. Vance balked with a face of disgust saying, "Sh*t, yeah you are right. It sounds like there is some nasty sexual warfare involved in the history of nymphs they used as slaves. That's a problem. These nasty old f*ckers couldn't find a willing partner? What the actual f*ck man, that's just awful." "Perhaps nymphs need to partner with shifters then. It's not a bad idea," Samson said with a look at Gabriel.

I smiled deviously as I asked, "What do you think, Nip? Can you handle having this many orgasms on a regular basis? Will you be grateful for the privilege of sucking my hard white cock daily? Can you be a good little slant-eyed slut by using all of your energy, enthusiasm, and determination to tend to my sexual needs and desires?" Miko moaned as her pussy spasmed around my hard cock as she breathed out, "Oh yes, sir." Miko's face took on a faraway expression as her breathing increased. I kept my slow thrusts at a steady pace as her orgasm built. I felt her fingers pressing into my back as she clung to me. Smirking, I leaned down and whispered huskily into her ear, "Nip, you are so fucking se

She rode him harder, faster, her glowing pussy clenching around his cock like a vice. “Come for me, mortal,” she ordered. “Fill your princess with your living seed.” He couldn’t hold back. With a broken shout, Marcus came , thick, hot ropes pulsing deep inside her ancient, reanimated womb. Neferet threw her head back and howled in triumph as her own orgasm crashed through her. Her inner walls milked him relentlessly, drawing out every drop while glowing runes flared blindingly bright across her body. She stayed seated on him long after they both stopped shaking, slowly grinding through the aftershocks, his cum leaking out around his cock and dripping onto the shattered display case.

Next to that was a contraption that looked like a swing. Oh gawd, I’m so out of my element. I feel like I know so little about sex and kink, and I start to panic internally. Keep calm, Ame. Don’t let them know you’re literally screaming inside. How am I ever going to be enough for Nathan? He’s been with so many women, and I can’t compete with them. Does he like any of this stuff? “Well, what do you think, Amelie?” Dante asked. “It’s definitely fully stocked,” I joked. Trying to make light of the situation.