Sex Maker Novels & Stories

The sex club smelled like sweat, cum, and leather. Sariah stood beside her husband, tight dress clinging to her thighs, panties already damp just from the moans echoing through the dim room. She wanted to feel something. Anything. Keon hadn’t touched her right in months. Their fucking had turned soft, forgettable—quick strokes, no filth, no hunger. She missed being wrecked. Screamed for. Fucked until her pussy gushed. A couple moaned near the back room, the woman tied to a beam, her tits bouncing while some stranger slammed into her soaked cunt from behind.

“But Hux, you have to realize that you can’t keep harassing me. I’ve given you my answer. And I haven’t changed my mind.” “I am sorry. I just find it unbelievable that you’re saying no to some really, really good sex.” She huffs. “I don’t know how you can be so sure of yourself. Where do you get all that confidence?” “I’m not talking about me. I’m talking about us. Sex is just a series of physical instructions—put tab a) into slot b). Or c). Or possibly d) if you’re really lucky. And then move up and down a bit.”

I can hear some more shuffling and then he was telling me, "Yes, mistress, I'm naked." Mistress? I sighed internally. You seriously wouldn't believe how many men were into the whole dominatrix kink. In the beginning, it was kind of fun but by now it was getting pretty old. Mentally awakening my inner dom, I relaxed further into the sofa and flipped through the magazine."Good boy," I cooed, finding a 20 sex tips for women article. Huh, how fitting. "Now, here's what I want you to do, and you better listen closely, pet."

I've been to real sex clubs like velvet but something about this feels like an amateur trying to stimulate a sex club and it isn't working. Take the sex toys for instance. They're mostly female-centered toys. There's absolutely nothing for men. And most of the toys are outdated. My mind returns to the butt plugs, prostate massager and penis belt I've used on Gideon. My insides ooze with heat and desire. Fuck. I'm in a sex-therapist session with my fiancé and I can't stop thinking about his father. I'm so fucking screwed! “Please sit, welcome. I'm delighted to have you here!” Antonio's voice breaks into my head.

"If you're sure you want to share." Gemma carefully ran her fingers through Sabrina's hair, gathering it up into a loose ponytail. Gemma's own hair was plastered to her forehead with sweat, her blonde locks messy and framing her features with an 'I just had sex' aura. "I am," she said. "And to say thank you for hitting my kink so well..." She moved her hands from Sabrina's hair to her throat. "I want to do the same for you. Now, bed Daddy to stretch out your cunt and fuck a big, creamy load into you as well."

But he knows how a sex drug works, the burning desire it creates, the ache to fuck so hard even though it broke you. He didn't believe her words but decided not to dwell on it. It was better that way because he couldn't bear to imagine Anthonio's hand around her or even worse his dick in her, so he let the question go and moved on to the next. “Okay. So who's your suitable suspect?” “There is this man who runs a pornography site and he leaks sex tapes of people on this platform and even at times on the Internet.” “Sounds like an asshole.” Marley agreed. Then she bit her lips.

"That is the busiest time. Men will be lined up like a factory. There are no breaks. If there is a cock in the hole, you work. You don't stop until the sun comes up." I looked at a small table nearby. There was a bottle of water and a blister pack of pills. "No condoms," Marek said with a shrug. "The men here don't like them. They want to feel your tight pussy. These are strong antibiotics. Take them now. Most of the men who come here have STDs—the drip, the itch, all of it. The pills might keep you safe, or they might not. That is the risk you take for the money."

“That’s right, take what Jax gives you. Look at you, spread out like a feast for us. Our Luna. Our queen. Going to fuck you so full you’ll still feel us later.” The sensations built fast. Marek’s caresses circling my breasts and throat, Dominic’s hot mouth and filthy words, Theo’s rough hands holding me down, and Jax’s talented tongue working my clit with perfect pressure. I came hard, thighs shaking around Jax’s head, a broken cry tearing from my throat. They didn’t let me come down.

." I touched his face. "Like another cage door opening. Does it bother you?" "Bother me?" He laughed darkly. "Princess, it turns me on beyond measure. Watching you discover your sexuality, watching you embrace every part of yourself—that's fucking beautiful." He kissed me deeply. "Elena's joining us again tonight. And this time, I want to watch you truly be with her. Not just her touching you while I fuck you. I want to see you explore this new part of yourself." Heat flooded through me. "What do you mean?" "You'll see." His smile was wicked. "But first, I need to know—do you want this? Really want it? Not just because it pleases me, but because you're genuinely curious about being with a wo

"Now, control is in my hands. Because you have ruined my fun time. You should replace it with your body." "Ah yes, didn't you come to sell your body to me?" Alexander mocked as he walked closer to Cassandra. The man confidently showed off his naked body. Cassandra felt disgusted, she was disgusted to see Alexander's manhood hanging freely without a cover. 'Damn it, this crazy man has gone too far.' "Take off your clothes and quickly get into bed. I want to know how good your game is." Alexander stared lecherously at Cassandra while pointing his gun. "Oh, I forgot. You come from a small town where the majority of people still adhere to norms. And I heard that your beloved boyfriend is also a