Sex Stories Short Novels & Stories

He pulled off onto a dark road, pushed my seat back and climbed over me. He fucked me twice more before he dropped me off at the house, both of us breathing hard and sweaty. I knew it was wrong. I knew it could blow everything up. But the secret nights kept happening anyway. One evening my phone buzzed. Xavier’s name showed up. The message said “Door unlocked.” My heart started racing. I bit my lip and headed straight for the back door. When I stepped inside, he was already there waiting in the dim light. His eyes burned into me. “You’re late,” he said, grabbing my waist and pulling me against him.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

that felt like the most powerful ending for this couple. Okay, that was the heartfelt, literary reason. Now for the completely, utterly ridiculous and honest reason: I literally could not write another sex scene. I am not joking. We were closing in on 80,000 words on this thing! A hundred thousand words! Do you have any idea how many different ways there are to describe a hand running through hair? Or a deep gaze across a room? I was starting to lose my mind trying to come up with fresh, non-repetitive action. I truly don't think I would have survived trying to write a fresh, unique, meaningful, and non-absurdly-long sex scene at this point in the narrative. My fingers were cramping, my thes

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."

I scream, not minding if I would draw attention. “Ahhh,” he groans and rams into me. Deeper. Fucking hard! I feel my cunt swell with his seeds, ones I wish would germinate inside of me. Lust in love, I come. Hard. Squirting and moaning like a bitch. New story alert: You’re locked in a room with your father's best friend. A freak, perverted sadist. You crossed the line by inviting your boyfriend over. To punish you, he straps you in a collar and drags you to his dark, kinky room, and teaches you how bad girls are handled.

Thank you and I’ll keep in touch with my progress. Bianca ********* Forbidden Lust 11 Oh not again! For the second night in a row Candace has woke up due to the tingling sensations in her lower body. For the second night in a row Candace has woke up with a large, throbbing cock pressing up between her ass cheeks. Although she is wearing boy shorts, with the cock’s owner wearing shorts, she can still feel it move with each breath. Normally she wouldn’t mind having an erect member in her bed. Being sixteen she is always horny and it is one of the things her boyfriend loves about her, but the prick doesn’t belong to him—it belongs to her father.

he growled, hand fisting her hair to arch her neck. “I’m his,” Sasha rasped to the room. “Only his.” Victor rewarded her with a brutal pace that had her toes curling, another climax building impossibly fast. When it crested, he pulled out and spun her around, forcing her to her knees. The troupe closed in. Cocks, fingers, the slick silicone of Lila’s strap-on; they painted her face, her breasts, her tongue with release until she glistened under the harsh fluorescents.

Emma moaned like a whore, cumming again and again until she was a trembling, cum-covered mess. Finally, both men knelt over her. Marcus stroked his thick cock while David pumped his. They came almost together thick ropes of cum landing on Emma’s tits, face, and open mouth. She swallowed what she could, moaning in ecstasy as the hot loads painted her body. They collapsed together on the bed, bodies entwined, breathing heavy, the room reeking of sex. David kissed Emma softly, whispering, “We’re going to have a lot to talk about…but fuck, that was hot.”

The brunette giggles, her own hand sliding between her legs, fingers pumping fast as she watches the scene unfold. Another girl, tall with dark curls, straddles his face, her pussy hovering over his mouth. He eagerly laps at her, his tongue swirling, sucking, while his hips never falter, driving into the blonde with relentless force. The air is thick with the scent of sex—sweet sweat, musky arousal, a hint of coconut oil from the lotion they’d used earlier. Their voices overlap, a chorus of dirty talk and gasps: “Fill me up,” “Harder, deeper,” “I’m gonna cum all over your cock,” “Yes, fuck me like you mean it.”

"Beg for it," he growled, leaning down so his breath ghosted over my ear. "Tell me what a naughty student you are for wanting your professor to wreck this kitty." "Please, Professor... take me. I need you inside me so bad." *********** One touch is never enough. In the glittering world of forbidden nights and dangerous temptations, desire ignites without warning... and burns everything in its path. From a devout preacher's wife who hides her sinful thirst behind the pulpit, to a mysterious stranger who offers a night of sin with no names and no limits. These scorching standalone stories plunge you into raw, insatiable passion. Every encounter is electric. Every kiss, a