Sex Hikaye Novels & Stories

“I mean… aren’t things… different?” He laughed, turning his head slightly and covering his mouth with a hand. “I’m sorry,” he apologised as he turned back to her. “Are human stories not filled with tales of Mer seductions? Our stories certainly are filled with sandy encounters with fisher-folk and swimmers. But, also amongst ourselves, it is frequent amongst our kind that we have sex in both forms. If you can, why would you not, after all? There are advantages and disadvantages to both.”

They made him suck their cocks to get them hard again, his jaw aching from the girth. By dawn, Cindy was exhausted but glowing, lying in a puddle of semen. She pulled Mark close and kissed him. "I love you so much for letting me be this dirty. You're the best cuck a hotwife could ask for." Mark came untouched just from her words, his tiny orgasm adding to the mess, his heart skipped a painful beat, because his mistress will definitely punish for cumming without her permission. But deep down in that throbbing dick, he anticipated his arousal.

⚠️ Trigger Warning This story contains explicit sexual content, including themes of forced feminization, BDSM, humiliation, sissification, pegging, cum play, and dominance/submission dynamics. It is intended strictly for mature audiences (18+). Reader discretion is advised. “I want you to remember this night for the rest of your life,” Sasha whispered, her voice like velvet over a blade. Julian didn’t get the chance to respond. The click of heels sounded behind him, then the door opened—and everything shifted.

"Insatiable." "Only for you." It was true, which terrified him. His sexual appetite had always been moderate, controlled. With Sienna, he felt like a man drowning. She turned in his arms, handing him a mug of coffee. "We need to talk about this," she said, but her hands were stroking his forearms, her eyes dark with want. "We can't just—"

Xavier: Say that when you're bending over my desk with my cock inside that tight pussy. I bite my lip, instantly becoming horny with the text. We have been having sex like maniacs these days. My hormones keep me horny all the time and Xavier is much obliged to fuck me whenever I ask him. We had sex like six times this morning itself and yet, I can't help but squeeze my thighs together as the heat starts to pool between my legs. Me: When should I come? Xavier: On my cock or my tongue? I smirk and type back. Me: Your wish

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

Suddenly, he pulled down his jeans and released his massive hard cock, positioning himself behind one of the women. The hucow cried out in pleasure as he thrust his throbbing member deep inside her. His balls slapped against her ass with each forceful stroke, echoing loudly against the wooden walls of the stall. The intense sensation overwhelmed her senses, causing her to moan uncontrollably. With each grunt and groan, the other hucows began to moan and moo softly, clearly aroused by the passionate encounter unfolding before them. As I watched this spectacle unfold, my body reacted involuntarily. My nipples hardened under my thin top, straining against the fabric in response to the raw sexua

>>To be continued>> Narrated by Anthony Kerry.**THE SHAMBA BOY SAGA: THIRTY-THREE** We talked over the phone with my husband for about 5 minutes until he told me he was feeling sleepy. That night I was feeling hornier than ever after being romanced by Felix and missing to get a fuck. I began fantasizing about some of my best sexual encounters with Ken until I found myself softly touching my clitoris. I began to massage my own clitoris, taking time to smear it with my vaginal fluids until its tip was all wet making me feel so hot all over the body as I caressed it slowly as I moaned silently there from the sexual torture I was giving myself.

he asked tiredly and in a low whisper. "The girl i treat this way, the girl i treasure when it comes to bed, a girl i make love with passion and love" Love? Did I hear love? Am I correct? "But of course xiana, i only did this cause i felt guilty for the pass ways of our s#x" xiana was sad again in her sleep. "This way you can feel what real s#x. Not a dominated s#x but a passionate s#x for you xiana" saka siya hinalikan sa noo

When the woman took off her skimpy bikini revealing her pinkish and perky nipples, Phoenix swallowed an invisible lump in his throat. The air shifted, burning desire started to envelope his senses. He wanted those nipples on the pad of his tongue and he wanted to devour every inch of her breast. For the first time in his thirty years of existence, Phoenix felt an intense desire for a woman. A kind of desire he never felt before. Eve continued to dance on the stage, and when their eyes met, she winked at him. At that moment, Phoenix knew he was doomed. “Damn!” he cursed. He cupped the front of his baggy jeans, he’s housing a massive hard-on in a public place! “This is a fucking disaster!”