New Adult Fantasy Novels & Stories

my breathing coming out in pants. "Why little doll we’re going to have some fun tonight seeing as we finally have you alone" he all but purred and damn it, if the thought didn't turn me on even more. Without another word he strode from the walk-in and into my room. Oh this was going to be a goodnight I thought and Jewel purred in agreement. Authors note A longer chapter this time guys i hoped you enjoyed it let me know what you thought about it!! Don't forget to follow my Insta

Damien hauled him up by the front of his hoodie and shoved him toward the bed. “Strip. Now.” Elias’s hands shook as he pulled off his hoodie and jeans. His body felt exposed under Damien’s hungry gaze, slim chest, narrow waist, the soft curve of his ass, his hard cock bobbing between his legs. Damien pushed him face-down onto the bed, yanking his hips up so his ass was presented. He spat on Elias’s hole and rubbed the head of his cock against it. “No condom,” Damien growled. “I’m going to fuck you raw. And when I cum inside you, you’re going to keep every drop.”

Although, that was still a pretty hot fantasy. Fantasies were just fantasies. It was how I treated those young women and respected them in real life that actually mattered. I had to admit, getting close to and bonding with Jennifer and Talia felt just as good as sex—if not better. Still, the sex was really awesome. Ah, well. That was just how life was, I suppose. I was still on my path to turning a new leaf, living my life to the fullest and enjoying every minute of it. I was tired of being tired all the time. I wanted something more, something new, fresh and exciting. I really felt like after making new friends with Eve and Sofia that I was definitely getting there.

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

I closed my eyes and let the first long night of Pleasure Protocol take me. My body was no longer mine. And I had never been wetter in my life.

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

Elena, a 19-year-old, has long harbored desires for Garrett Hartley, her father's best friend and a successful CEO. On her birthday, she wishes for Garrett to take her innocence and make the night unforgettable. Throughout the evening, Elena's fantasies and Garrett's subtle advances build tension. … *********************************** I couldn't believe my 19th birthday had finally arrived. As I blew out the candles on my cake, I made a silent wish, one that I had been longing for since I first noticed the changes in my body and my desires.

My mind flashed back to a time in high school when our group was hanging out. Andrew had been so excited, telling us that he had found the perfect way to please a girl orally on the Internet. We had all laughed at him, and for a few days, he had earned the nickname "Alphabet Andrew." Still, as he worked on my body, I wondered if he was writing out the alphabet with his tongue on my clit right then. I didn't care, I just knew that it was fantastic.