Sex Story Audio Novels & Stories

I can see myself crying over a man I shouldn't have gotten involved with in the first place. God. Please help me. My phone beeped, causing a healthy distraction. I clicked on it. April? Why was she texting me when our rooms are just across the other? I clicked on the audio she sent. There were voices. Nah, scratch that, they were moans. Aggressive moans. Did she record her sex with Mr. Butler? She's crazy. She sent a text under the audio. *When I said I had the best weekend, I meant this.*

​"Don't... don't stop," Sean gasped, his face buried in the sweat-soaked pillow, his hips still rolling instinctively, searching for the friction he’d just lost. ​"Don't you want something much more interesting than a few fingers?" Alexander purred, his voice dropping into a dark, gravelly register. He shifted his weight, moving his hips forward until the hot, heavy head of his cock was pressing directly against the reddened, puckered entrance of Sean's ass. "Let me make you taste something much bigger."

Ava The room smelled like sex — sweat, cum, and my own juices soaked into the sheets. My body was still twitching from the last orgasm, legs weak and trembling, but the four men surrounding me looked far from finished. Their eyes were dark, chests heaving, cocks still hard and glistening with a mix of my wetness and their previous loads. “Round two, our sweet whore,” Kai growled, grabbing my ankles and yanking my legs wide open again. “We’re not stopping until you can’t even speak.”

"Fuck, you're so tight around me." Jace's voice. Rough. Filthy. "Jace—" My own voice, breathless and pleading. "You feel that? That's my cock buried in your sweet little cunt." The audio continues. Every sound. Every word. The entire encounter in his shower, captured and now playing for everyone to hear. My vision tunnels. The phone slips from my numb fingers. "Val?" Katherine's voice sounds distant. "Val, are you—" Around us, more phones are lighting up. The audio spreading through the group like wildfire. People turning to stare. Some shocked. Some scandalized. Some clearly entertained.

SERA It had been a week and some days. A full ten days since that night with Knox. Ten days since I heard his voice, I felt the rasp of it crawling down my spine, coaxing things from me that I had no business giving to another man, let alone him. Since I came undone from my hand and his voice urging me on, since I watched him spurt come all over his belly, my pleasure bringing him pleasure. Phone sex. I have never tried it before till him, and it had been the most exhilarating experience ever!

But there was something about the rawness of the noises—so unapologetic, so brazen—that made it impossible to ignore. Slowly, she followed the sounds. As she neared the open doorway at the end of the hall, the moans became clearer, sharper. Soft feminine gasps. Low masculine groans. The unmistakable wet sound of kisses, of bodies pressing together. Aurora gritted her teeth. Disgusting. Who the hell had the audacity to treat this place like their personal s*x dungeon? Then she saw them. Three women, sprawled across the black leather couch, their bodies tangled in a mess of limbs, lips, and hands. Dresses hiked up, fingers tangled in hair, skin glowing under the dim lighting. The air was thick

his voice low, “I should make you cùm again. Rub that needy pússy of yours until you get tired of wanting more.” I moaned, grinning from ear to ear, “Please, do whatever you want. You owe my body, my pússy,” I said, palm slapping my pússy as I spread my legs wide open, “Fúck me, Axon.” We were careful not to wake Sarah up with our moans. He pulled me over, as I knelt with both hands and knees to give him his favourite dodgy style. Sarah talks about their séx life a lot so I wanted to give him the best séx in his entire life.

But I didn’t get a moment to catch my breath, because Sevrin was in front of me, already hard again, stroking himself slowly while watching me unravel. “Open,” he commanded, voice sharp like broken glass. I obeyed, mouth parted, lips swollen, jaw aching, and took him in deep. He groaned low, guiding my head as he slid past my lips. “Good girl…” Behind me, Daxos growled again, rutting harder. Deeper. The sounds, wet, filthy, primal, echoed off the walls. His cock pistoned inside me like he needed to rearrange my insides, and then… I felt it.

It lit up nerves in a raw, electric way. “Fuck her ass, Kael,” Leo encouraged, his own hips twitching as Sasha’s hand worked him. Kael’s pace intensified. His hands gripped her hips firmly, holding her in place as he drove into her. The wet, slapping sounds of their joining filled the alcove, a vulgar, rhythmic music. Abegail’s moans became continuous, low and ragged. The stretch had transformed into a deep, rolling pleasure, a sensation that built in her core alongside the throbbing ache in her pussy.

“I love it. I’m your slut tonight. Use me however you want.” The women took turns with the strap-on. Marc fucked her next, hard and fast, talking dirty the whole time. “Take this cock, you pretty little intern. Your pussy is creaming all over it.” Sophia was gentler but deeper, hitting spots that made Aurora see stars. The twins used it together, one fucking her while the other sat on her face. Aurora lost count of her orgasms. Her body was covered in sweat, her pussy red and swollen, leaking juices down her thighs. The smell of sex was thick in the air.