Sex And Rage Novels & Stories

The climax was almost instant. Just as her mind started to function again his massive cock forcefully pushed deep inside her. He is aggressive, determined, and brutal as he pistoned deep inside her. The shockwave from his collision inched her across the bed until her head fell off the edge. To Sachi’s amazement, Sean didn't cum in her. Instead, after she shattered and flooded his balls Sean withdrew, swinging his legs over the bed. The ball gag was untied and quickly replaced by his hard cock which had just been between her legs.

Cassandra blushed; she also cursed her stupidity, which did not prevent Eric from being carried away by the touch of his hand. "Casey, I'm sorry. It was really out of my control. I was very stupid because I couldn't control my lust. But believe me, I didn't plan to do anything perverted to you. I love you, and I respect you. I won't tarnish our relationship with things, something we couldn't do before we got married." Yes, Eric is indeed a man who firmly believes that there is no sex before marriage. Rossy never said this to Eric. However, when Eric was young, his mother often said that she and his father had sex after they got married because his father was a good man who respected women wi

The frustration of years of pent-up tension and sexual deprivation suddenly drove me crazy with lust and a certain controlled sexual rage. "Can't this be enough?" I repeated, seeing him about to speak again. It did not take me long to straddle his insanely ripped abs comfortably, my hands gripping his wrists. I felt a rush through my mind and body, a sense of being so alive that I must have been lost for a long time. I felt slutty, in control and sexy.

He thrusted violently, his face darkened by a frightening and yet wanting desire that electrified my body. “ Yeah, ooh, that's it, that's it baby”, I screamed at the top of my voice as he thrusted, exhaling sharply with every thrust and inhaling when he retreated, creating a beautiful rhythm that matched his sexual tide. I loved to test my limit, and even though I was getting enough of the sexual pleasure that I needed, I craved for more, and so I kicked in with my strategy. “ Is that the best you can do?” I asked as I breathed with his tide, “ come on, harder, harder I say!” I shouted, consumed by sexual rage, and turning him into something I never knew he was: a beast.

Leila smiled, “Sorryyy, Thank you very much, we have a lot to talk about. Should we organize another sleepover? Be expecting you at the end of the day” Frank winked at her, waving his hand, “I will be there. My favorite will be there? And I want to invite my girlfriend, is she welcome?” She nodded before raising an eyebrow, “Wait, Girlfriend? I thought you were gay?” Frank snapped his fingers, “Keep up Leila, I am pansexual baby, my sexuality is dynamic and I will respectfully not explain again, okay?” She threw her head back in laughter, “Rude much? And she is welcome, maybe we could become best friends”

“Fuck, is like a curse word but it is also a slang for sex, and sex is a physical act of intimacy between two people that involves the male cock and the female vagina for pleasure, and it can also be the process of making babies.” “So, you have a cock? And if you put it inside me, we could make babies?” she asked innocently, making me groan. “Yes.” I rubbed a hand on my face, adjusting my dick, stirring at her innocence. “Can we do sex?” she asked, and my breath hitched. “People in my book do it a lot and they’re not even married, but we are.” She looked at me expectantly. “What kind of book is that?” I asked, blinking at her.

Are they fucking themse. I storm inside with supreme bloody anger unable to control myself as my vision gets all blurred up with the color red. I am in my rage mode right now and there is nothing that can stop me. Not even the gods can deter me from doing what I'm about to do right now. I walk over to them and grab miles by the neck pulling him away from Amelia with so much force, lifting him up with one hand. Then I leave him to drop to the ground and heave a sigh of relief when I realized that they were not actually having sex. His shorts are still on but I can see the huge bulge of his manhood protruding through it.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm brewing inside me as those words burst out of my mouth. I didn't realize my voice rose in volume and I was yelling, feeling the pent-up energy coursing through my body, making my movements jerky and agitated. I could feel the veins on my neck bulging as I struggled to contain my anger, my eyes burning with fury. The scene was replaying in my head, and I could hear all the sh*t they said to her while attempting to rape her. She warned them not to touch her, begging helplessly, yet those morons swept her off her feet and were actually going to force themselves on her. If I hadn't stay back, they were going to rape such an innocent girl.

"What? Reconciliation sex is historically the best kind. Well, alongside pure anger sex. Now add the fact that it's coming from a literal mini-god with such incredibly adventurous, dominant taste." A sudden, sharp throb pulses deep in my core. My throat thickens, and the air in the room suddenly feels sweltering. I begin frantically fanning my face with my free hand, looking around the hallway as if someone might be standing there watching my reaction. But the door is completely closed; the kids are safely behind the closed laboratory door.

Suddenly, memories from the night come flashing in his head, and instantly, Sage flushes and covers his face with the sheets. They’ve had sex several times, but there's something different about this time that made Sage feel like he’s going to turn into a puddle—Rowan’s hands, his mouth, the way he took control until Sage could barely breathe through his nose and his own name. The more he thinks about it, the harder his heart beats, and he’s squealing under the covers.