Quickie Sex Stories Novels & Stories

“Good girl.” They didn’t talk about it. Late nights became quickies. She’d come home from a closing shift at 1 a.m., horny and restless. He’d be on the couch scrolling his phone. She’d straddle him without preamble—shorts shoved aside, his sweatpants pushed down just enough. Sink onto his cock right there, ride him fast and quiet until they both came—her biting his shoulder to muffle the moans, him gripping her hips hard enough to bruise.

' Cassian soon returned with a bag in hand. Uea stared at the bag as his eyes slowly regained their enthusiasm. He bit his lower lip, trying his best to suppress his excitement. But his heart was racing fast. This was what he'd been waiting for. The kinks of the old Mafia lord. The kinks that turned his readers against him. Uea couldn't wait to enjoy them all! Cassian opened the bag, revealing different kinds of sex toys. Their sizes vary, and there were even some with sharp ends.

It felt good, lazy morning sex, nothing rushed. James grunted low in my ear as he picked up the pace, his hips slapping against my ass until he came inside me with a few short thrusts. We lay there catching our breath for a minute before he pulled out and headed for the shower. I stayed in bed, legs still a little spread, feeling his cum starting to leak out of me. That's when I noticed the door to the hallway wasn't fully closed.

I tried again, whispering right against Tyler’s neck while my toes crept higher, brushing over his cock through his shorts. It was half-hard but not responding like I needed. “Please, Tyler. I’m so wet right now. I need your cock stretching me open.” My voice came out breathy, desperate. He patted my thigh clumsily. “In a minute, babe… this story’s gold…” Then his eyes drifted again. Kyle laughed along, but his gaze never left me. “Some women need a real man on their honeymoon, you know? Someone who can keep up all night instead of tapping out after one round.”

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

"You wanted me to fuck you like the cheap little slut you are? Right here on my desk?" "Yes!" she cried out, her hands scrabbling for purchase on the smooth wood. "Yes, Sahab! Fuck me harder! Punish me!" He obliged. He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming faster, more erratic. He reached around and found her clit, his fingers rubbing harsh, tight circles. The dual sensation was overwhelming. The pressure built, a tight, hot coil in her belly, threatening to snap. "Please, Sahab," she begged, her voice a broken sob. "Please let me come. I need to come so bad."

I had soaked the sheets down to the mattress. The faintest grin crossed Nathan’s face. “You need some kind of pleasure in your life. I can’t give it to you. Not like this. Remember all the fun we used to have? All the sexy shit we used to do.” A shiver ran down my spine as I thought about Nathan in healthier times. Our love life had never been an issue. No matter how broken we were, or how petty the argument, our sex life was something that never suffered. Sometimes we would fight over the smallest of things just to end up fucking like rabbits. It was a miracle I didn't get pregnant.

"She just birthed twins. I couldn't get the friction I wanted. So, I ended up fisting her slack lips till she came." "Nah.....no pussy can be slack with his monster in them." Kane bragged, wrapping a hand around Jax's to pump himself harder. "Moving on. Do you guys like slow or rough sex? " Came the next question. "Rough!" Jax growled, abs tightening indicating he was close to coming. "Slamming into her without stopping, hitting her ass while she cries and begs." "Slow at first, then rough." Rocco said in a husky voice. "I love buildup. Tease at first, then pound the bitch raw."

"Take it all, you little leach." He reached around, his hand wrapping around my dick, jerking me in sync with his thrusts. The dual stimulation was too much. I came hard, the white heat of it exploding as I coated the sheets beneath me. A second later, Kiran buried himself as deep as possible, filling me with his cum. He stayed there for a moment, his heavy chest heaving against my back, before he pulled out with a wet snap. I crumbled to the bed the moment he'd taken his dick out. I was tired and shaky, the last thing I needed was this amount of rough sex.

Julie loved to get off and she thoroughly enjoyed having cyber-sex with horny guys that she'd never met and she always found them getting very turned on and hot whenever they saw her pics and saw what an awesome set of tits and the sexy body that she had. Julie sat back and got comfortable in her chair so she could type and still be able to caress her body and get herself off as she and Tom had cyber-sex and came with each other. "Undo your bra clasp in the front, Julie," Tom told her as he sat up from the chair and pulled his briefs down to his knees, baring his hardon and getting his cock ready for him to start stroking himself as he and