Racy Stories Novels & Stories

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

So I follow Grey’s thrusts. My walls spasm wildly around him. And I can barely breathe through the pleasure as another orgasm tears through me, which leaves me shaking uncontrollably. Grey lets himself explode. His thrusts lose rhythm, his breaths strain, and his body hardens as I milk him dry. Now weak and shaken, we collapse on the floor for several minutes, with our heavy breathing and our beating hearts being the only sounds we hear. “That was… intense,” I say. “I think you need birth control pills now,” Grey notes, and I giggle. “Think you can walk?” he adds with a smirk. I do not stop giggling. “You did not ruin me to such an extent, Sir Grey.”

The wet slap of bodies moving together. My fingers moved faster. I leaned my forehead against the cool stall wall, listening as the couple next door grew more frantic. The woman whimpered. The man grunted softly. I rubbed my clit in tight, desperate circles, thrusting two fingers deep inside myself, matching their rhythm. The ache built fast and sharp. My thighs shook. I came hard, biting down on my free hand to stay quiet, waves of pleasure rolling through me while the sounds of their fucking continued through the wall.

“Like a fucking champion.” “This ass is perfect,” Rickard groaned, his fingers digging into her cheeks. “So fucking tight around my cock.” Marcus pulled his cock from her mouth, letting her breathe for a second. Strings of saliva connected her lips to his shaft. “Tell them,” he ordered her, his eyes blazing. “Tell them what you want.” Liza, gasping, her mind swimming in sensation, found the words. “I want… all your cocks,” she rasped. “I want you to… use every hole… fuck me until you’re empty…”

He spread her ass cheeks and dragged his tongue over her tight hole. Emma gasped sharply at the new sensation. While Jax thrust up into her pussy, Rico licked and teased her ass until she was whimpering. “Relax for me,” Rico murmured. He pressed a finger against her tight ring, pushing in slowly. Emma moaned louder, the dual sensations overwhelming her. Jax reached up to pinch her nipples, rolling them between his fingers as she rode him harder. Rico added a second finger, stretching her gently while Jax fucked her from below. Pleasure built fast and dirty. Emma came suddenly, crying out as her pussy clenched around Jax’s cock and her ass tightened around Rico’s fingers.

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

Ch-1 --------------------- [Warning: this story is in the 'incest' category. As a result, the mother and son in this tale might have a relationship which you might find unsettling. At the end, when they kiss each other goodnight, neither of them has to go to another bedroom. The father already sleeps there.]

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

solid, and spilled about the festival afterglow, alone in her bunk fantasizing about the band, fingers between her legs to their music. Guys went quiet, breaths heavy. "Fuck," Kai muttered. "That's hot."Theo lost again, shucking his jeans, leaving him in tight boxers, bulge obvious. Alice's eyes lingered. The ritual shifted. Jax upped it. "New rule. Winner touches the storyteller wherever." His hand slid higher on her leg, under the hem of her shorts, fingers teasing inner thigh. She gasped soft but didn't pull away. Heart hammered.Rico claimed the next win with a Berlin hotel story, threesome in the jacuzzi, tits floating, cocks sliding everywhere. He picked himself as reward, turning to A