Oral Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Behind closed doors, the rules don’t exist. Welcome to a world of dark cravings, intense control, and the intoxicating thrill of the forbidden. This sizzling compilation brings together a collection of raw, high-stakes erotic stories where boundaries are crossed, inhibitions are shredded, and surrender is the only option. In Book One: Escapades with Step daddy, nineteen-year-old Ella Monroe's wicked fantasies become a dangerous reality when she is caught spying on her stepfather, Sebastian. What follows is a frantic, high-risk game of lust played right under her mother's nose—filled with breathless encounters, sharp commands, and an addiction neither of them can control. From taboo

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

She ripped off her sandals, throwing them everywhere, and with force, she dominated me for a moment as shoved my entire rod into her mouth, all the way down her throat, and began to create a future heart attack for me with her expert sucking, her professional hand movements, hissing with pleasure, watching me squirm, something that happened little, but happened, electrifying my body with that duck mouth, those narrowed eyes, the smell of sex and her morbidness as gave me oral sex like the queen of the lustful. I felt there wasn't much left, but not too much either. I led, gyrating her with power, making her put on a dog and that's how I started the real expedition. The idea was to finish me,

Oh God, I do love younger men. Doris shifted on the bed to spread her legs wider; three fingers of her left hand slipping in and out of her pussy. “Oh, god. I so need to have an orgasm right now... Oh, I can’t help it. These stories sound so realistic... so very vivid, oh, if only I could... if only...”

A sneer covered his face as he began to explain, in great detail, what would be expected of her from now on, when it came to oral sex. "You will never use your hands, but, rather, will keep them clasped behind you at all times. Your sole goal will be to see how much of the cock you can get down your throat. This shouldn't come as a surprise to you. You read how all of the women in the stories were expected to give blowjobs."

Phaedra played with Massimo's abandoned balls as she continued to blow him. Massimo lowered my hole up and down and passionately fucked me with his erected tongue. His fingers stretched around my crotch to stimulate my clit. Quinn was zigzagging from jug to jug, lapping on them generously. The onslaught of their oral efforts finally paid off. Orgasmic electricity rippled through my body until I squirted and screamed. I just hoped Massimo was thirsty because he certainly got a mouthful. “That was insane!” I belted out. I slid off of Massimo and laid beside him. “My pleasure,” Massimo said. “I'm still hungry though. Who wants to be next to feed me some pussy? Don't be shy!”

I had read about oral sex in novels, and I had even seen it happen in movies but I never knew it felt this good. My hand flew to grab his head and I held it to me as I ground myself against his hot mouth; squirming, moaning and whimpering at the pleasure every movement brought. My breathing became laboured and I panted as the sensation from before came back to me in full force. He thrust his tongue into me and slowly pulled it out and then moved it to my clit. He dragged his tongue on my clit slowly from top to bottom and then, bottom to top and that was all it took to tip me over the edge. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I came apart under his tongue with a strangled scream. My bod

Despite how stuffed my mouth was, I still used my tongue. His cock swelled some more, and he fucked my mouth harder and faster. He came with a force that I wasn't expecting. I let all of his sperm build up in my mouth before swallowing it. I savoured it, locking my lips before I cleaned him off, catching the stray cum that had trailed down his length. Just for a second, I wondered if an omega could become pregnant during oral sex. Was that even possible? I'd never heard of that before, but there's a possibility, right?

While Elias kept that finger buried and curling in my ass, Dean’s hand slid between my thighs, fingers finding my clit instantly—rubbing hard, merciless circles that made my legs shake. I sobbed into the table, hips jerking between them, caught in the storm of their hands. Dean reached for the bottle of olive oil still open on the floor. He tipped it slowly, letting a thick, warm stream pour over the small of my back, down the crack of my ass, over my swollen pussy lips, dripping off my clit in golden rivulets. The scent of it filled the room. Elias added a second finger to my ass, scissoring wide, pumping slow while the oil slicked everything.

Her lips collided with mine, tongue pushing past my lips for more access. Then her free hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin while she sucked on my tongue. I moaned into her mouth, melting into the kiss and my hand landed on her perky nipple, twisting it gently. Belle moaned into the kiss and tightened her grip on my neck as Tasha's pace increased, licking and sucking on my swollen clit until my thighs trembled around her head. Tasha pulled her fingers out, licking them she replaced them with her tongue and fucked my soaked entrance with it while her thumb rubbed my clit in circles.