Sex Reading Novels & Stories

Letting them be open and empowered by their sexuality, rather than ashamed of kinky shit that vanilla lovers can’t accept. Rourke’s holding me, rather than the bright-eyed beauty connecting us in her satin sleeve. The intensity of the kiss, making me wonder if we’ll go there. The feeling is…. Intimate..... Our tongues clash in one of the most heated make out sessions I ever remember having. Gods, it shouldn’t be possible, and still here she is, with her cum leaking down my sac like a faucet, whining for us to go harder. We’re already making smacking sounds, broaching the pace of fiend packing newports in a nic fit, but she’s greedy, and I love it.

His mouth pressing hungry, searching kisses against my skin, his hands roaming as if memorising me, his voice low in my ear whispering things that made my pulse skip and my core tighten. “God, Christiana...” “You’re so f*cking sweet” “You’re everything I ever wanted” I enjoyed the fact that he was enjoying it as much as I was. I had studied about sex a lot even though I never had one until now, I have waited for this day a long time and I had been practicing the kegel exercise so I locked my p*ssy so he could feel every walls and just in cue, he let out a groan. “Oh God, Christiana.... I want you to do that again” he cried.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, group sex (MMF), and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised—triggers for size difference, intense power play, and heat-induced frenzy. CHAPTER ONE "I fucking need it," Selene was begging as she flailed around on the floor, touching herself intimately. "I fucking need a cock now," she demanded. She looked crazed with lust as her eyes devoured the two wolves, licking her lips as she continued to paw roughly at her own flesh. In fact, just moments before, she had spread her thighs wide open to give them a show as she jammed several fingers up inside herself and mewled with

Princess Sasha felt her orgasm was about to come and she slowly got up, but Rose pushed her and they exchanged positions and she continued thrusting. "Let's do the scissors style." Princess Sasha said to Rose as they both positioned themselves for the sexual exercise. The duo moaned loudly as their pussies met and rubbed against each other. They both gripped the bedsheet, as they further thrusted themselves. "You want this." Rose said and rubbed her titty over the princess's pussy wildly. "Yes… fuck me with that thing! " Princess Sasha screamed. "I'll fuck you till you cum again. I'm not a two minute lady as you can see." Rose said with a sexy smirk on her lips.

He leaned down, kissing her deeply, tasting her sigh of pleasure as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling him even deeper. "Are you okay?" he whispered against her lips, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Yes," she gasped, her voice tight with pleasure. "Don't stop, Xavier. Please." With a low groan, Xavier began to move. He established a slow, heavy, and punishingly deep rhythm. Every thrust was powerful, filling her completely, his broad chest rubbing against her sensitive breasts with every downward stroke. The heat in the room rose, the heavy scent of sex and lavender filling the air, accompanied by the wet, rhythmic slap of their bodies colliding and t

“Besides, the game never made me laugh the way you do when you’re trying to be smooth and failing.” He laughed despite himself, tension easing. They ended up back in bed, tangled in clean sheets this time. The sex was slower, almost tender, with him behind her, one arm wrapped around her chest, the other between her legs as he rocked into her deep and unhurried. No avatars. No mechanics optimizing angles. Just bodies learning each other’s rhythms, sweat, whispered names, the occasional clumsy shift that made them both chuckle. Riley came first again, clenching around him with a broken moan. Alex followed, burying himself deep as pleasure crashed through him.

The wet sounds were obscene. Alex watched me with dark eyes, thrusting up to meet me. “Look at you riding your brother’s best friend’s cock in your pink bedroom. Such a naughty fucking girl.” He reached up and pinched my nipples, rolling them roughly. “Moan for me. Let me hear it.” “Ahhhh… yesss… Alex, your cock feels so good!” I moaned louder, grinding my clit against him on every downstroke. He spanked my ass in rhythm, urging me faster.

"Because from what I saw today, you know nothing about seduction. Nothing about what actually makes a man want you." "Stop it," I breathed, but my body was already responding to his proximity. That same heat from last night was building again. "It's more exciting than you think," Reed said, his voice dropping lower. "Real sex. Real pleasure. Nothing like what you're doing to yourself alone in this room." He leaned over me, his hands bracing on either side of my body. I fell back against the pillows, trapped. "What are you doing?" I whispered. "Giving you an option." His lips brushed my ear. "I could teach you. Give you a proper sex education. That way, when you go after Zane, you'll actually

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

“Just… the fantasy. The sacrilege of it. Fucking someone on sacred ground while the cross watched.” Seong’s eyes flashed brighter. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with the blunt head of his cock. One brutal thrust and he was buried to the hilt, ridges dragging against oversensitive walls. Ren screamed, back arching off the table. “Keep going,” Seong growled, starting a punishing rhythm—deep, hard snaps of his hips that made the table creak. “Tell me how you jerked off after confession. Did you finger yourself while whispering Hail Marys?”