Relatos Sexual Novels & Stories

“I haven’t had sex in eight months.” The room went so quiet I could hear the rain ticking against the windows. Alex paused mid-chew. Matteo’s chopsticks froze halfway to his mouth. “Eight?” Alex finally repeated, like the word was in a foreign language. I groaned and pulled the hood of my sweatshirt over my face. “Do not make me say it again.” Matteo set his carton down carefully. “Daniel?” he asked, gentle. I peeked out. “Yes, Daniel. Saint Daniel of the Purity Rings and Biblical Dating Guidelines. He believes sex is a sacred gift to be opened only after mutual commitment and, preferably, a pastor’s blessing.”

Although Matt didn't share in her prejudices, he knew enough not to be confrontational and never requested interracial p**n when they did choose to view it together. Liz was quite content with her sexual relationship with her husband and satisfied with Matt's more-than-ample penis size. Having only had a few boyfriends in college, Matt was the best and most well-endowed lover she had in her experience. They would typically have sex about three to four times per week. Liz loved to have sex with her husband. Privately, she realized that sex was the most important part of her life. Liz received one response that interested her. It was from a woman who lived on her street named Mandy. Liz respon

Jacob let out a breathy laugh, his dark eyes locked on her. "Condom?" she asked, arching a brow. “Trousers," he replied, holding in a strangled moan. Reaching for his discarded trousers, she pulled out a condom from his wallet and rolled it onto him with care. She climbed back into position, her legs bracketing his hips as she prepared to take control. His hands gripped her waist tightly as she lowered herself onto him, inch by inch, her body stretching to accommodate him. It had been a long time, and the tightness was uncomfortable, but it was mixed with a delicious pleasure that made her shiver. "You feel so good," she breathed, her voice trembling with need. Jacob responded with a sharp s

They were in love, or so everyone thought. Sex creates a connection between the individuals involved. Even if no there are no strings attached, there is a psychological interaction that occurs at a higher level than the mere skin against skin. For demons and other beings of the supernatural world, it is much more powerful. The stronger the being, the stronger the connection formed.

"Para magkalapit ang mga loob natin. So that we can have a more satisfying relationship." "Satisfying relationship means live-in partners? Ganoon ba?" "Yes," he admitted, "you could say that." Napakurap si Mina. "But you said you didn't like me!" "Yes, but I feel a strong desire to have you in my bed." Her eyes grew wide with disbelief. "Okey ka lang, Lyon?" she exclaimed incredulously. "Ganyan lang ba kadali ang pag-ibig ngayon?" "We're not discussing love, my dear Mina -- just sex. I want you to be my sexual partner," pahayag nito sa kanya. Seryosong-seryoso na.

"They're all saying the war's basically done now. I mean, the Famiglia isn't finished, but nobody's been fighting for the last day or two because the Italians are panicking and killing each other. Eros didn't tell you any of this?" "No," I say quietly. "We've been dealing with some other stuff." "Fucking like rabbits, I bet." "Phel!" "Just saying, a healthy sex life is key to a loving, lasting relationship." "Your sage-like insights are amazing as always." I finish my coffee and push back from the counter. "I should head back and have a chat with my husband." "Don't be too hard on him. Or do, make-up sex is the best." "Bye, Phel." "Stop by again soon!" She waves as I walk off.

Some years ago, I also found in her papers a couple of books or booklets about race relations with passages relating to large private parts, women desiring 'primitive' sexual excitement, and similar things, underlined or circled, presumably by her. I have tried to discuss sexual things with her and pleaded with her to tell me her fantasies and interests, and what turns her on. Each time she just got impatient with me, or angry, or changed the subject. She denied having any fantasies or special interests. I have my own fantasies of course, plenty of them, but I've always been embarrassed by them and kept them from her (not that she's asked, she hasn't). Most of my sexual thoughts involve inte

It didn't surprise him that everyone was after him in rows. Before long, Godric felt the pressure in his abdomen again. A few drops were already visible on his glans and he felt as if he was leaking with pleasure. With Louis, on the other hand, it took a while, which is why he turned back the massage a little at Godric. "Louis ~~", he whimpered about it, but that fell on deaf ears. "Always keep going." Godric nodded. It was seldom to experience him so tame, but this situation just carried him away too much. He now massaged the devil's limb more intensely, even if the shame still resonated. In addition to the shame, however, was the feeling of arousal and this was stronger. In Louis arms he f

Her moans and flushed face made him super excited. He had always felt unsatisfied with the other women that he slept with. But, ever since he met Mira about a year ago, he found out that she was so good in bed. He found that their bodies were compatible with each other because she ‘tasted’ better than the rest. Since then, they had always been together in a sexual oriented relationship only. In short, they were a couple but only in bed and no feeling of love was involved at all.

And maybe she felt that I am not as excited as before to have sex with her. I don’t want to hurt her, but we both know that we’re not going to be hurt even if we broke up. Hindi naman kasi love-centered ang relas’yon namin. Well, we tried but we failed eventually. “‘Tang ina, seryoso ba?” hindi makapaniwalang tanong ni Aldrin. “Isang taon na kayong nagsi-sex, eh.” Nagtawanan silang lahat sa sinabi ni Aldrin.