Nsfw Books Novels & Stories

BDSM: Slave 24/7 Plus more bonus chapters of all the characters you've come to love. Brody and Kylie's Story is Book 3 right after Daniel and Natalia.

But my impression of badboys was about to change. I sat in the library with a pile of history books on the table beside me. I copied something in my notebook while making reference to the bulky textbook open beside me. I dropped my pen down and sighed irritatedly as the sound of hushed moans kept distracting me. “Fuck yeah. I want three fingers now” The girl whispered huskily and I screwed my nose up in disgust. How could people actually pick a library out of all places to make out in? I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library.

“I didn’t fucking ask you to be a p**n star, sis. So if anyone is to blame, it’s you for spreading that pussy on camera for thousands of strangers to jerk off to.” "Jameson will tell mum and dad." I whimpered as he ducked his head and latched onto my left tit, sucking hard on my sensitive nipple. His tongue swirled roughly, teeth grazing just enough to make me moan softly. Nelson released my nipple with a wet pop and grinned devilishly. “No, he won’t tell them. But if you’re still doubting it… you can always do something about it. Maybe go suck his cock and convince him properly.”

I even needed to watch p**n, imagine Alicent in front sucking my cock, and pleasure myself just to be able to cum. Tonight, I went to the red room to masturbate. I searched for the CDs available in the room until I saw that one CD in my father’s cabinet. I played it and I was shocked when it flashed Alicent’s naked body. She was finger fucking herself with her three fingers, sometimes she would use her vibrator, and her moans… her moans were so fucking good to hear. The video brought shivers on my system that I have completely forgotten locking the door. I just removed my clothes in a swift move and quickly sat on the sofa as I masturbated.

“You’re being paranoid. Or maybe you’re just not attracted to me anymore. Which is it?” I opened my mouth, but how could I explain it? The sensation wasn’t fear exactly. It was warmer. Deeper. Like invisible fingers trailing down my spine, teasing the sensitive spot just above my ass. My clit gave a faint, traitorous throb. I pressed my thighs together, mortified. “Stan, please. I’m not crazy. It’s this new book I got today. Something about it—”

It was Silverfish, the big, library-style bookstore where she'd worked part-time back in high school. Even from this distance, as they got stuck in traffic, she could see the thick volumes displayed within the wooden frames of the windows. She could see the outline of the shelves from inside, the red wash of the old plushy carpet, and the low circular tables laden with paper flowers. It was moderately populated, just enough people scattered within the area, poring over all kinds of books imaginable. It was what the shop prided itself for, the sheer variety of their stock. And if she remembered correctly, Silverfish also housed the taboo books. Witchcraft, demonology, cults, and death. Lots a

I said slowly, “is it about emotional connection… or physical desire?” Jeff paused. Just slightly. Then he answered carefully. “It can be interpreted both ways.” I hummed softly, pretending to think. “And what about forbidden attraction?” His eyes lifted from the page. “Forbidden?” he repeated. “Yes,” I said innocently. “Like when someone wants something they know they probably shouldn’t.” The silence stretched for a moment then Jeff closed the book gently. “That interpretation,” he said slowly, “would depend on context.” My heart fluttered. Oh yes.

The obscene size difference between us is stark, my hands can barely contain my own tits, while his cock looks enormous even nestled between them. I kept the rhythm, lifting my perky tits up to the top of his cock, then letting them drop down with a wet PLAP-PLAP-PLAP. His foreskin pulls back each time I bring my breasts down, revealing the swollen head in all its obscene glory. The up and down motion creates a lewd squelching sound as my breasts slide along his spit slickened shaft. "Fuck, your titties feel good," he groaned, his cock twitching between them.

JEZEBEL “𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 7-𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.” I sat across from my best friend Sarah on her couch, a half empty bottle of wine between us. "I've known her for sucking a ridiculous amount of dicks on Campus. If words could even describe her, she would be a promising pornstar destined to take the industry by storm.” My cheeks were already burning. I had held this secret for way too long. Tonight I could not keep it inside anymore. "Girl, you would not believe how bad I want him," I said, my voice low and shaky. Sarah leaned forward, eyes wide, waiting for the dirty details. I took a big sip of wine f

I have always been able to trust Sammy. But how can I tell Sammy about how I am changing? How my interest in sex is pushing me beyond the normal limits that people have; how my Onlyfans account was veering further and further away from hers, which is strictly suggestive bathing suit pictures; how, when I masturbate now, which is currently about three times a day, all I can picture is my stepfather's face... my stepfather staring at me, his eyes glazing over with lust, as he cums? A wave of sadness washes over me. My stepfather, whom I love, and who now can't look at me because of the way I've been acting. The things I've done.