Romantic Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Sloane reached up, grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him down, her mouth crashing against his in a kiss that tasted like a war. It wasn't romantic; it was a collision of two people who wanted to consume each other. Julian groaned into her mouth, his tongue invading her space with a dominance that mirrored his business tactics. He wanted every part of her, and he wanted it now. His hands slid down her body, gripping her hips and hoisting her up onto the desk, scattering the remaining papers like confetti. He didn't waste time with gentleness, his fingers diving under her skirt and finding her already soaking wet.

“Yeah. I keep waking up sweaty. Hard. Needing something to take the edge off.” Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, trying to stay calm. “Sexual dreams are normal after trauma. Sometimes it’s the body’s way of coping with stress—” “Not dreams about just anyone.” I leaned back, spreading my legs wider, letting her notice. “Dreams about you.” This time she froze. The pen dropped onto the pad. Her lips parted like she didn’t know what to say. And fuck, that silence nearly broke me. I shifted closer, letting my knee brush hers. Just the barest touch, but it was enough to make her gasp softly. Enough to send blood rushing straight to my cock, pressing thick against the fabric of my sweats.

My legs trembled, but he didn’t stop, thrusting faster, his breath hot and ragged against my ear. “Goddamn, you’re so wet,” he grunted, his hands bruising my hips. He kept going, his cock sliding in and out, slick with my juices, and I knew he was close, his thrusts getting harder, more desperate. The room smelled like sex, the couch creaking under us, and I never wanted it to end.

In fact it was getting pretty obvious that I could do more than spank it to her, she was giving some pretty clear signals. As I sat up and clicked save on my latest Miss Ross driven story it occurred to me that I probably should get something going with Kim and give up on my stupid fantasies. I'd been watching and writing too much p**n lately. I minimized the screen on "Special" and stared at the next document which was my goofy vampire story for the group. As I read the uninspiring words I realized it could be a decent story if I tossed some hot sex in there. I doubted that Miss Ross would appreciate that though. I grinned as I thought that in any scenario I could envision she would not onl

She wrapped her arms around Maria's thighs, not stopping her movement but ensuring that she did not become dislodged. Janet knew she struck gold, because Maria began to scream and shout and wriggle but Janet held on and kept on sucking and licking and biting and taking everything Maria was giving. When Maria was done riding out her orgasm, she slid further onto the bed, tugged Janet's clothes off her, kissed her and then slowly threw herself into the middle of the large queens size bed, and laid back. "Come on, get over me, baby. I want to taste your cunt as you're licking me." Another of Janet's favourite positions during sex. Maria was pulling all the stops to make her feel better.

Brittany's p**y throbbed and pulsed, begging to be filled up with his massive d**k. Dylan’s d**k nudged the curve of her entrance, fueling her desires and needs for him. As he pushed his d**k into her, her p**y expanded to accommodate him. He wasted no time in pounding as he moved to the hilt inside her, filling her up with his entire length. “Argh!” A moan escaped from Brittany's lips..

Inside these pages you will find: Older dominant men who take what they want Girls who call them Daddy while they’re being ruined Blackmail, punishment, rough sex, multiple partners, and filthy, unapologetic smut If you are looking for soft romance, emotional healing, or closed-door scenes, close this book now. If you want raw, obsessive, wrong, and dripping wet stories that will leave you aching… Welcome. You have been warned. 18+ only. ***NORA'S POV*** My fingers were already dripping wet.

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

She slammed into me harder, the thick cock pounding my G-spot with every thrust. “Then fucking cum,” she snarled. “Cum all over this cock like the dirty little girl you are.” My orgasm exploded through me so violently I screamed, my entire body shaking as I squirted all over her stomach and the strap-on. Vesper groaned in satisfaction, still fucking me through my orgasm, chasing her own pleasure by grinding the base of the dildo against her clit. She buried her face in my neck as she came, moaning my name like a prayer. We stayed locked together, both of us panting and trembling. This was basically the craziest sex I’d ever had and it wasn’t even with a real dick???

His yellow eyes shone like bright lights as his panting grew heavier. I felt him grow impossibly bigger, further tearing my insides. He locked his right hand on my neck and pressed tight, almost cutting off my windpipe. But the funny thing was how aroused it made me. The werewolf's thrusts became hurried, slapping into my arse like it was an unbreakable hole. "Take my seed." His growl came before I felt his seed deep within me. --- We went at it all night. He took me in his bathroom, on the table, and even on the floor.