Sex Novels & Stories

"So you're saying you don't care who you're with? Doesn't matter if it's a guy or a girl?" Hawk pressed. Lilly shrugged. "If there's a connection, it doesn't matter to me. Gender isn't what makes me feel attracted to someone. Body parts can be fun, sensual, but for me it ends there. The person's genitalia doesn't make me attracted to them. It's the person, their energy, their mind. If I feel it, if I feel them. That's what I need. I don't base it on anything else."

My breath was nearly stolen, our faces so close to each other that we both could smell the alcohol on us. Breaking our distance, Triston's lips never left mine, a hunger building behind them, sharp and unspoken. I matched it. I fed it. My fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, slipping them free one by one. I pulled it from his shoulders, Triston’s shirt sliding to the floor. My hands finally held his. Triston radiated heat, and my hands almost burned. “Fuck,” he murmured, breath hot against my mouth. In one sudden motion, his hands found my thighs, and he lifted me with ease. I laughed, breathless at the speed of it, as he carried me toward our main. I didn’t even see him open the d

I will let her get away with a lot, but never that. A human female might find what I am about to do offensive. But since Selene isn’t just a werewolf but has mated with one, she knows sexuality isn’t something that is considered dirty or wrong. In fact, it reveals how close mates are to each other. Males and females that are mated are known to be hands-on, maintaining constant physical contact, and are often unable to keep their hands to themselves.

Greyson gives him a once over, then licks his lips slightly swallowing as he does, “Not a disappointment. I just hope you’re not married, or straight.” Seb smirks, “I’m single and bi, if that’s any consolation.” Greyson looks at him again, it was slower this time, more sensual. Then he smirks, Seb tilts his head, “I really don’t care what you’re packing, as long as you’re choosing me.” Greyson nods, and holds out a hand to shake. “Nice to meet you…” Seb shakes his hand,

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent, Breeding, Public/Car Sex, Sensory Deprivation (Blindfolding), Primal Play, Overstimulation, Graphic Sexual Content. I didn't wait long. By noon, I was at her apartment door, my knuckles rapping a steady, "concerned" rhythm against the wood. My inner beast was pacing, his claws scratching at the back of my ribs. The scent coming from under the door was intoxicating-it was the smell of a female in peak estrus, a pheromonal explosion triggered by the supernatural seed I'd pumped into her hours ago.

"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."

he said again which made Celine blushed even more. “ stop it will you ” she said tucking her hair behind her ear. “ why, ain't you my wife ”. “ I am ” she answered. “ are you shy to look at me now ” Caleb said as he moved closer to her such that their body you touched and Celine's breath hitched as thier body came in contact. “ no I'm not I'm just... i’m just , what are you doing” Celine stammered as she felt his hand move round her waist and pulled her closed to his body and he rested his chin on her shoulder with his eyes closed.

He smiled and said, “Okay, your call. Now let’s hear it. What cologne am I wearing?” As if to distract me he caressed the side of my face again and leaned in closer and whispered, “For the record I’m praying you’re wrong.” I closed my eyes at his soft touch and felt a deep ache in my core. This man was bad news to my non-existent sex life. I took a deep breath and in the most confident voice I owned I answered him. “Europhia for Men by Calvin Klein.” As I opened my eyes and looked at him I saw him smile. He unbuckled his seatbelt and opened his door then got out of the car. I was confused, why did he get out of the car? Then I heard him open my door and extend

I scented sarcasm and it fluttered through my ears. I stopped midway and turned around to face her. She was now sitting properly on the couch, staring straight at me. "If I feel horny, I don't care if it's daytime or nighttime. I also don't care where. I can fvck a woman anywhere in my house. Even on that hard couch!" as I pointed at the sofa she was sitting on, she hastily got up feeling disgusted. Her mouth grimaced at the impact of getting up abruptly. Obviously, her hips were hurt.

Over time they had established that he could have some interaction with objects in the human world if she was the one to give them to him. “Let’s not speak of this again,” Caiden said with visible embarrassment. Clara didn’t quite know what to say. Now that she thought about it, it wasn’t surprising that Caiden would have a reaction to being on top of her whilst they were kissing passionately. He was a male after all. “It will happen again,” Clara said with a shrug. “It’s not like we’re never going to make out again and males show their pleasure much faster and more visibly than females.”