Reluctance Sex Stories Romane & Geschichten

Twenty-five men. Twenty-five stories. One thing they all have in common is desire. Some men fall for the person they were never supposed to want. A forbidden crush on a straight boss. A brother's best friend who was always off-limits. A divorce lawyer who becomes far more than a professional. A bodyguard who gets dangerously close to his client. A fake boyfriend who doesn't stay fake for long. A retired adult-film star determined to leave his past behind, until someone recognizes the man he used to be. There are also rivals who can't stand each other, roommates who discover an attraction they never expected, supposedly straight married men whose lives are turned upside

IRRESISTIBLE HOT SEDUCTION is on HIATUS for now. It will be continued in a subsequent chapter. In the meantime, I would love to interest you with other fascinating short sweet EROTIC FORBIDDEN sex stories that you are sure to enjoy and love. Sit back, relax, and have fun as the journey to ecstasy continues. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [HE STOLE MY VIRGINITY AND GAVE ME THE MOST PLEASURABLE FANTASY I WILL NEVER REGRET AND FORGET IN A HURRY.]

Brook's pussy was dripping all over her searching fingers as she watched and listened to everything. "C'mon, Daddy," Janice cooed. "Tell me what you did to our baby girl. She deserves to be loved, too. Besides, if you tell me, I'll let you in on something I never told anyone." Brook's mind was spinning like mad as she waited to see how her parents' sex talk was going to go. She pulled harder on her nipples while she pushed a finger up inside her creaming pussy hole and watched her mother slide down just a couple of inches, making her father moan. Then, she practically held her breath with her finger sliding in and out of her slit while her father told Janice everything about what happened: t

**This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Apparently I am procrastinating my real life by writing far too many pieces of erotica about far too many different characters. Enjoy.**

If this scene was a fire, then the whole place would be red-hot. I just stand frozen, trying to ignore it all, as I feel Ivan’s eyes burn into me. My legs are now firmly crossed. I use my handbag to cover my clenched sex as my knickers already moisten at the idea of what may come. He moves in closer and places an arm on my lower back. I bite down my bottom lip, trying to control my nerves which tremble with anticipation. It’s been over four months since I last had sex and I was positively gagging for it. Yet I was too embarrassed to start on him until we were in the privacy of our own space. I was so happy I won that single room earlier in the day. It’s okay for Amanda and Esmeralda to share

She had confided in me that she was not regularly having sex with her husband; the spark was not there. Slowly I felt the sexual tension building between us. I would push the envelope and see how far I could go before she said that was too much. It was a Friday, and I had asked her if she enjoyed erotic stories; she said she did, but I would have to wait to send it to her until Monday. It was the end of the day on Friday, and she didn't want me to email them as she shared the iPad with her husband.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

The touch lingers. I shift, pressing my thighs together. My pussy is already getting wet. This is ridiculous. They’re just being nice. But my body hasn’t been touched properly in weeks, and something about the way they look at me—like they can see straight through my polite smiles—makes me clench. Clara sets her wine down and scoots closer on my other side. “Let’s help you relax. Tell us what you really need out here.” The conversation drifts. They share stories about the other wives in the neighborhood. The secret parties. The way certain husbands travel and certain wives… entertain themselves. Their laughter is low and knowing.

Every inch of her felt alive, the heat radiating off her skin in the cool air of the room. Her legs were still trembling from the force of it, but she didn't want to stop. She leaned back against Jax's sweaty chest, feeling his heart thumping against her spine. Marcus wiped his mouth and looked at her with pure hunger, while Leo, who was still waiting for his full turn, moved between her legs. The pussy was still throbbing, open and wet, begging for more. Leo didn't hesitate. He guided his own hard length into her, stretching her all over again. Layla let out a fresh moan, her voice raspy and tired but full of desire.

The air between them grew heavy, charged with the unspoken tension of years of repressed desire. Elara's hand slid lower, slipping beneath the hem of Lila's nightgown, her fingertips grazing the smooth skin of her thigh. Lila moaned softly, her breath coming in short, uneven bursts as her body responded to the touch. She was trembling, her entire frame quivering with need, her omega instincts taking control as she leaned into Elara's embrace, pressing herself against the taller woman's chest.