Sex Reading Novels & Stories

They fucked like animals. His hands were everywhere. Her nails clawed his chest. The circle around them fell silent, save for the moans and the slap of skin. Amara didn’t care who watched. In fact, the thought of being seen made her wetter. "Look at you," Rome panted, biting her shoulder. "Fucking me in front of all your friends." She whimpered. "You like this?" "Yes," she gasped. "God, yes." Another voice from the dark: "Let me touch her."

How can they make something I normally consider vile so sexy? “To what do I owe this pleasure? You are still coming to visit, I hope,” Dominic asks. “We are, but I am still prohibited from vigorous sexual acts. I finally had the talk with Rhett about urethral play and piss kinks and it went well. It went even better than I had thought it would,” I report. “He needs to hydrate more but he reacts quite favorably to playing and to drinking piss.” “Do you think my other kink will deter him?” Dominic asks.

Our legs entwined and her hip bumped my dick and we both sighed contentedly. "It's as good as the movies," Alanna said quietly. "What is?" "Lying in bed with your man after sex," she grinned up at me. "Chicks feel different than you do. I wish I had a cigarette right now." Her man? I snorted a laugh to cover up my thoughts. "Neither of us smoke." "So? Maybe we should start; but just after sex." "Does that mean this isn't a one time thing?" Alanna rose up on her hands and leaned over my face. "Hell no. You and me, Austin, we're gonna fuck like rabbits." Then she kissed me voraciously and pressed her body into mine.

Combining the two would be killing the dominatrix and, consequently, disrupting the sense of balance she had managed to establish in her life with great difficulty. The two continued to explore each other physically until she ordered him to remove his jeans and fetch a condom from the dresser. And they had sex for the first time on that Saturday. It was just the first of many! After sleeping for a while in her own room, Kath asked Cora to send Harry to meet her in the secret room again, and the two explored handcuffs, silk scarves, blindfolds, flavors, sounds. They did this until they were exhausted again, and Miss Beauvoir informed that she needed to sleep.

“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.”

“She’s gripping me every time you push into her throat.” “Then keep going,” Roman said. Sienna’s eyes watered around Cole as Dex’s thrusts forced her forward onto him again and again. The dual sensation left no room for composure — only heat, spit, wetness, and the raw awareness of being used by more than one man in a room full of people who could see exactly how openly she was taking it. When Dex reached under her and rubbed her clit, a second climax slammed through her hard enough that she moaned around Cole’s cock and shook between them.

I leaned forward, my hair falling around us like a curtain, and kissed him messily as I rode him harder. Sweat slicked our bodies. The room filled with the scent of sex ,musky, intimate, heady. My moans grew louder, unrestrained. He thrust up to meet me, driving his cock deeper with every downward motion. One of his hands slipped between us, thumb finding my clit and rubbing firm circles. “I’m close,” I whimpered, my walls fluttering around him. “Come for me,” he commanded, voice strained. “Come on my cock like the good girl you are.”

He'd never had this much fun with sex. Round two had Rayan braced against the headboard. Scott was being slow and deliberate with his movements, as though memorizing every inch of Rayan's insides. One hand cradled Rayan's chest, and the other delicately stroked Rayan's genitals. He peppered Rayan's shoulders in slow kisses, savoring his scent mixed with strawberries, leaving the occasional hickey. With the first initial rush of mating over, he was ready to take his time.

"Why the change? And what's the difference between sex and sex-sex?" He laughed. "I just told you the reason for my change of mind. And the difference between tonight's sex and sex-sex is that sex-sex involves me putting my penis in your vagina. Repeatedly. With great vigor." He swallowed hard. I smothered a laugh. Nodded. "So I can still suck your cock?" He nodded, his ab muscles twitched. "Fuck, yes." "And you'll do what to me?" "Well, first I'm going to color in your tattoo with frosting. Then, after I've licked it all away, I'm going to devour your cunt until you beg me to leave you alone."

"I can see that the image is still clear in your head. You wanted to read it to see couples having sex, am I right?" "Yes, but can we leave it behind." "Listen, I am here for you, Raymond and grandpa are also here for you. You should let us know about these things if you are so curious to know." "Okay. But I want to ask a question." "Which question?" "Some of the stuff in that book, it looked like gymnastics, is it possible to do that?" I stroked his hair. "Every sex style is possible honey, no matter how awkward it may look."