Roxane Gay Books Novels & Stories

“But I need to practice my descriptions!” “What?” Nate asked. “Descriptions for my books,” Rose took a bite of her cheese sandwich.`Kam and I rolled our eyes at the same time. “Rose, I swear those books you read are just porn with a plot,” Kam grumbled. I couldn’t help but grin. He’s not wrong. From what Rose has told me, her web books are filled to the brim with sex, sex, and more sex. “Stuff like, ‘The orgasm was so intense, I felt the ground rumble,’ right?” Nate said as he rolled his eyes. “Shit like that is in my ma’s paperback romances.”

I had changed my name, my face, my entire life to escape him, slipping into this convent like smoke seeking sanctuary, and yet here I was, legs spread in the dark, recording videos of my dripping cunt for him under the name ShadowKing. Shame flooded me so violently I felt nauseous, yet beneath it coiled something far more dangerous. I felt dark, electric thrill that made my nipples tighten against the rough fabric of my nightdress and sent another rush of wetness slipping down my inner thigh. I cursed myself silently, my teeth clenched so hard my jaw ached. How could my body react this way to the very man I had stolen from? The man whose reputation painted him as merciless, calculating, a pr

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

The only thing that had indicated that the whole weekend ordeal wasn't some perverted fantasy in Roxanne's mind was the numerous love bites on her body and a sparkling gold necklace that has been on the night drawer beside her when she woke up. Getting off the bed, she felt a sore pain in between her legs, but ignored it as she walked into the bathroom and cleaned up herself. As she was in the shower, the hot water running down her cold skin and relieving some of the soreness she felt, Roxanne finally realized that she had threaded the wrong path, rather, she had threaded the right path with the words kind of person. Lance Laurent. He was a beast, a rather dangerous one that had been sleepin

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

Alex I lay there on the bed, chest still heaving, sweat cooling on my skin, wrists aching a little from the cuffs Damien had finally unlocked. My head was a fucking disaster zone, Jax’s angry face from the car ride, Knox’s papers sitting on the table by the door, that stupid tutoring gig I’d agreed to like a complete moron. And here I was, naked and buzzing, letting the same guy who swore up and down he wasn’t gay spoon me like we were some normal couple.

Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf. She came across a couple of other books but she knew none of them will give her any information on what she sought after; ‘Moon Goddess' Mate’ by U. Tipper, ‘The Hybrid's special Guide’ by L. O. Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books.

I moaned softly, my teeth clenched tightly as I felt it coming, a load of breathtaking sensation, the same I always experienced when I touched myself to lesbian p**n. “Fuck! Olivia,” I panted. Fingers deep in pussy, lips parted, with a crying face. “I want to fuck you so bad,” I said as I fucked faster. The words slipped out of my mouth like water spilling over. But then I felt it again. That strange shiver crawling all over my skin like I was being watched. The brightness of the light from my laptop made me realize how dark it had gotten outside. Since I was taken in by my sexual desires. The brightness made it even harder to see if there was anyone else around watching.

I've been so messed up in the head since last weekend I haven't even rubbed one out. I grab my phone and go to xhamster. I scroll through the options of videos while touching myself lightly. I need something good to bust to today to decompress. But nothing catches my eye. It all looks the same. I go from video to video, girl to girl. Everything looks the fucking same. My eye flickers to the "gay" tab on the side. I could maybe.. No. Absolutely not. I let go off my dick and it stays in its position. I'm so hard.

So here IS the Deal. Im a 16 years old skinny guy that had fantasies about intercourse with animals quite some time now. Im not particular gay. I would fuck female dogs too or mares and like tits but Something about geting fucked till orgasm and achiving the prostate orgasm had me going. I got really obsessed with it. Reading all your Stories and even writing some myself i actually went for it.