Scorpio Sex Novels & Stories

(Warning: This chapter contains a sexual scene. If you're not comfortable reading it kindly skip it and move to another chapter) “I'm a little scared…” Scarlett could tell that Francis’s volcano was about to erupt, but she felt nervous. She had never had sex before– this would be her first time. Ever. Her courage had disappeared in the face of Francis’s wanton aggression, and she couldn’t imagine how painful it would be to have him inside her. Francis pounced all of a sudden and pinned Scarlett down again. With one hand playing with her nipple, he sucked passionately on her breasts, alternating between them.

“Tell me, Ruby, how many senses do you use when you are having sex?” “What do you mean, doctor? What have senses got to do with sex?” “Senses have everything to do with sex. Your senses help you feel. Let me tell you about using all five senses during sex; sight, sound, taste, touch and scent.” “Starting with the sense of sight, sexual pleasure includes not only shots of crotches bumping together, but also the look in someone’s eyes - the anticipation, surprise, and unabated release that is a sexual experience. It’s important to keep your eyes open and take in every moment during sex.”

'Let's take a nice run, Scarlet. 'Ok, but you better have someone fill a bath of ice for when we return. Our mates marking each other might set us off to chase them down.' 'Good idea! I don't want to ruin their moment. We can have them once they come home.' I giggled to myself as my bones began shifting. 'Now you're talking. I couldn't wait until you fully gave into the insatiable lust inside us.' Scar said just as her paws hit the ground. 'I was never shy about sex.' I countered.

“It really is just sex. Was.” “You don’t do that.” “I don’t do what?” “Just sex. You ain’t built that way, baby girl.” “Well – that’s normally true.” “And Scars doesn’t do just sex.” “Sure, he does. He did.” “Nope. He doesn’t and he didn’t. He told you that he doesn’t and he didn’t.” “You believe him?”

If I had my way, I would be with Lola again, on the same bed, our bodies bare against each other's, our eyes searching and our minds working for the right time to strike, to cause those forbidden emotions to break loose, to make each other compete for the loudest moan. I was stroking myself to the thoughts I could not keep out of my mind. I didn't want to stop, so I kept going. Then, I heard her voice again. "Watch!" I kept my eyes peeled on the length between my thighs, on the memories from last night, on Lola's eagerness to sin even when it meant locking her husband out. I stroked harder. And harder. And harder. I bit down on my lower lip to avoid making an audible sound.

Scarlet screamed in pleasure, her eyes rolling back. From the corner of her eye, Scarlet noticed the slightly ajar door. She was aware that the people downstairs could hear her moans and gasps of pleasure. She grabbed her breasts, massaging and pinching her nipples. She was shameless in bed, something Arnulfo loved about her. He didn’t care if someone saw or heard them having sex. In fact, it was one of Scarlet’s fantasies—to be watched while having sex. Luckily, Arnulfo was always game for it.

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.

I can see the disappointed expression on his face "I know, you must not understand what partner sex is, right?!" "I know, Sex friends." He answered my question correctly, his voice sounded sad "That's right, you're smart huh." He hugged me and rested his head on my shoulder "So warm." he said making my heart very touched, my hands tightened the hug around his waist. We hugged warmly in the toilet waiting for the pain in my hole to go away, then I fell fast asleep in his warm embrace which made me very calm.

His body tenses and his cock pulses inside me, signaling that he’s about to come. Brixton loves to play with his come. He enjoys covering my body in it and drawing designs, creating a new masterpiece every time. He's also heavily into knifeplay and bloodplay, where he cuts me and marks me, then creates yet another masterpiece that's painted with my blood. Scotty isn't into that stuff. He's just more of a rough, dominant type of lover who likes to keep his come where he thinks it belongs: down my throat. Please don’t let him come inside me. I beg myself in my head, nervously chewing on my bottom lip as pleasure rocks my fucking body, bringing on my own climax, which I fight so hard to avoid.

She opened her eyes and watched Scot's face which was filled with pleasure while his eyes were closed. Then suddenly he opened his eyes and looked at Zoe, her heartbeat increased because of his handsomeness. Scot smiled at her and he pressed his lips against hers. She smiled back at him and wrapped her arms around his neck while she pulled him closer to herself. "Ahhh…" Unintentionally she moaned loudly as he released his sperm inside of her. Scot stayed glued to her body for a while as he panted heavily. Then he placed his hands on her breasts as he buried himself again in her inside. Then again he pounded into her fast. After he was done again he sat on a chair that was at the rooftop and