Novel & Cerita Sex Machine Sex Story

It was too close, too tied to my father's property. On the afternoon of our meeting, I pulled out my phone and sent her a quick text message, changing the location to a luxury hotel suite downtown, sending her the address and room number instead. She replied almost instantly. Change of plans? I like a man who knows how to keep things discreet. Later that afternoon, while buried in high-stress executive meetings at the office, my phone buzzed on the glass desk again. It was a short text message from another unsaved number. Are you sure you truly want me there tonight?

IMPORTANT WARNING: This is an MM (Male/Male) Gay Erotica story with extremely explicit and graphic sexual content. If you prefer MF stories and are uncomfortable with gay romance, please skip this book and move to Story 9 in my collection. 18+ ONLY. Liam’s hand still stung from the slap he’d delivered two days ago. The memory burned hotter than the summer night air clinging to his skin. That arrogant bastard at the gallery opening, tall, dark-haired, with a jaw like carved marble and eyes that screamed 'I own everything I touch' had grabbed him by the waist and kissed him like he had every right. No warning. Just lips crashing down, demanding, tasting of expensive whiskey and pure dominance.

My family would have been humiliated. So I married him knowing he would never really want me. Never really satisfy me. Never give me what I needed in bed. And I decided right then that I wouldn't settle for a sexless marriage just because my husband preferred dick. The mechanic doesn't know about the neighbor's brother. The neighbor's brother doesn't know about the mechanic. My husband doesn't know about either of them. And I'm keeping it that way. Because this arrangement works. I get the hard rough sex I crave. I get variety. I get to explore every kink and desire my body has without judgment or hesitation.

I came hard, shooting across the lockers while my hole clenched around him. Jax slammed in deep and roared. Hot, thick loads flooded me. Pulse after pulse. He kept grinding, making sure every drop stayed inside. When he finally pulled out, cum ran down my thighs. He turned me around, grabbed my chin, and kissed me rough and deep, tasting blood and spit. “This is not over,” he said, voice dark. “You want your story? You come back tomorrow night after my next fight. And you bring that ass ready for me again.”

I kept shifting my weight, pressing my thighs together hard. Heat rushed through me and I could feel myself getting wet, my panties sticking. Later we slipped out to the garden where the lights were dim and the music sounded far away. He pushed me against the stone wall, hands on either side of my head. “I cannot do this anymore,” he said, breathing heavy. “Pretending I don’t want you—it’s impossible.” I grabbed the front of his jacket and yanked him in. “Then do it,” I whispered right against his mouth. “Fuck me, Xavier. Right now.”

Her whole body shook, sweat-slick, the room thick with the scent of sex. “Come for me, Mummy… come with my cock in your ass,” I ordered, smacking her cheek again, the sting making her clench harder. She shattered—screaming my name, ass spasming around my shaft, pussy squirting onto the sheets. The sight, the feel, dragged me over—I slammed deep and came, flooding her ass with hot, thick ropes, pulsing endless until we both collapsed, trembling, wrecked. I stayed buried inside her, kissing the sweat on her spine.

Max brought the woman onto his body, sitting her on his lap while he kissed her breasts again. I knew they were about to do it—really do it like two adults having sex, not like me and Jack, who still had to hold back because of the principles I held. And when it finally happened, I sped up the movements of my fingers, thrusting in and out of my pussy. “Ah…” Damn it. I quickly covered my mouth when I accidentally moaned in my hiding spot. My heart pounded violently when I realized how stupid I’d been. “Who’s there?”

Only the wealthiest could afford to pay for the membership card and men like rich businessmen, actors, celebrities and even famous politicians came to the place to release all their sexual desires. Women on the show can be taken home for a special price and there were VIP rooms underground where patrons can take their women and fuck them. “C’mon, she might hear you. I don't want to get on her bad side, she can be a real bitch if she wants to.” Brianna rolled her eyes. Margaux continued to giggle. “Let me get that robe, darling. Good luck!” Brianna let out a shaky sigh. She tried her best not to feel nervous. She’s been doing this for almost two years now, but every show never fails to make h

***Authors Note*** Hey my lovely readers, so we come to the end of those beautiful steamy short stories. The next stories are still age-gap books, but a little bit longer. Buckle up tight and enjoy every step of the way. XoXo!!! Book title: Do Me Dirty, Mr. CEO. PROLOGUE DAPHNE “I ’m moving to Paris.”

he growled muffled from under, voice vibrating against my breast. But the sucking grew bolder licking rough, jiggling both boobs now with pulls that made them bounce silent. Pain-pleasure mix from the bites, my walls clenching empty. "Harder... lick harder," I mouthed silent, arching into his face. Movie droned on, Mia engrossed in a plot twist. Jax emerged slow, blanket settling, face flushed with that wicked smirk. "Your turn to suck, slut," he rasped low, eyes dark with need. The revealing dress had done it, my boobs jiggling free under the top, nipples poking through fabric, making his cock strain against his shorts.