Plus Size Romance Books Novels & Stories

I didn’t hesitate. I pulled Fifty Shades of Grey first (cliché, yes, but I needed an entry point), then The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty by Anne Rice, Story of O, a slim volume called The New Topping Book just to balance it out, and two anthologies with titles like Bound Hearts and Surrender to Me. The stack felt heavy in my arms, like contraband. I carried them to the my corner and hid them under the table. I sat down, and opened the first book.

All that mattered was the feeling of their skin against each other, the heat building between them, the growing urgency that neither could deny. When they finally came together fully, it was like everything in Nora’s world shifted. There was no more doubt, no more fear. Just the two of them, tangled together, connected in a way that felt like it was meant to be. Adrian’s name left her lips in a breathless gasp, and he responded with a low growl, pulling her closer, deeper. The world outside ceased to exist as they moved together, bodies pressing, heat melding until everything but the sound of their breathing and the beat of their hearts faded into oblivion.

Something that made my pussy throb and swell the longer I stood there taking in the sight before me. Let me give you a little back story. The thing is my boyfriend is your “typical man of dreams”, the one who buys gifts, surprises you with flowers, is five minutes from time to pick you from work, vacations… you know… over performing in everything but sex! Now watching the same spineless man on all fours taking such huge massive black cocks… too many thoughts were running on my mind at the same time! One of which included, taking a turn on him and showing him just how much, I’d loved to be rimmed.

Nova remained suspiciously quiet. As we continued mingling, I mentally counted the girls shifting tonight. Me. Sloane. Selene—that bitch who never missed a chance to make fun of us. Two other girls from the eastern side of the pack. And Clara. Apparently, because me and my sister weren’t tiny size fives with abs carved from stone, we were considered “plus-size” by wolf standards. Which was ridiculous. We were like size twelve or fourteen at most. We had curves. Ass. Tits. Actual womanly bodies.

Ch-2 --------------------- Mom dutifully started on me. One hand hefted my heavy scrotum, disbelieving that a unit could be larger than her ex-husband's thimble sized nuts. Her eyes grew as big as saucer plates staring at my mango sized balls, laden with pent-up passion. For years, I had been attracted to mom subconsciously, with a gigantic reservoir of sperm building up. She now held that in one petite hand while the other, burdened with an expensive 24K gold charm bracelet, began its up and down strokes on my ever growing cock. As it snapped to iron hardness and reached its full ten inch size, mom looked at me:

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

Wrong (Bad Boy Billionaires #3) *BLURB* Henry Cavendish was my ideal man. He's a compassionate lover and definitely husband material. Almost everything about him was right. However, Adam Cavendish was stirring up my hormones. He's an ultimate womanizer, an expert kisser, and heck, he was my boss! So everything about him was wrong. I was suddenly torn between two hot lovers. There shouldn’t be a choice. Sharing is a great sin, but I wanted them both.

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“I mean, I was just saying. She added, dragging my hands in hers. C’mon let’s go inside. I followed suit, involving her in a conversation. “Babe, guess what! Sophia's brows furrowed, curiosity sparking in her eyes. “Spill the beans, Christy, what’s going on?” “I met this handsome godly temptation of a man”, I continued. Sophia’s eyes widened. “A man? She repeated. “That you had to describe him this way?” I nudged her again. Grinning. While Sophia didn’t genuinely crave intimate relationships with men, she acknowledged that the practical necessity of such encounters was solely for the aim of conception. I continued with my story anyway. “He is a massage therapist. ”Chief brought him in to hel