Sex Story Short Novels & Stories

He hadn’t spoken to Douglas in years, but that hadn’t seemed to bother his old friend. They’d talked for quite some time about Rowena and her situation. Douglas had convinced him to trust that she knew what she needed and had recommended ‘Healing Sex: The Right Approach to Healing Sexual Trauma’ a book that encourages women recovering from sexual abuse to live a normal sexual life again and teaches them how to say ‘yes’ to their own sexual desires and on their own terms. He’d bought it immediately and had been racing through it, trying to nail down a game plan before contacting Rowena. There was no doubt… He’d be consulting it frequently and he wasn’t even halfway through.

she urged, her bold nature shining through the lust haze. "Pump me full of your hot cum." Mia's hand found Sara's breast, kneading it in solidarity, their touches a lifeline amidst the orgy. The booth reeked of sex—sweat, cum, and the sharp tang of relentless arousal. Sara's knees ached from the constant kneeling, but the pleasure drowned out any discomfort. Another cock replaced the one in her dripping cunt, this time sliding into her tight, virgin asshole with a searing burn that made her hiss.

He choked me on my neck, he was already shouting as he fucked me faster. Then I felt his hot seeds inside of me mixed with mine. We were both panting as we finished. He was still thrusting at the moment, his cock still hard and it seemed like he was up for another round. Unfortunately he couldn’t get it because Alex wanted me next. Marhenry kissed me once before he removed himself. I felt his hot semen rush down out of my wetness, Alex licked them all before it could even touch the bed sheet. What a man.

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.”

"Walking around in these tiny shorts. Looking at me like you want me to ruin you." "Then ruin me," Sara whispered. "Fuck me, Callum. I want my stepbrother to destroy my pussy." Callum groaned deeply. He yanked her tank top over her head and threw it aside. His mouth attacked her breasts. Sucking hard on one nipple while his hand squeezed the other. Sara moaned loudly. Her head fell back in pleasure. "Yes... suck my tits... mark me..." He pushed her onto the bed. She landed on her back. Callum stripped off his briefs. His thick cock sprang free. Hard. Veined. The head already leaking precum. Sara licked her lips at the sight.

Maxwell followed suit, spilling his seed all over my lips and face. I collapsed onto the bed, sweaty, messy, wrecked, and dripping with cum. All my muscles and nerves felt sore, my pussy throbbing, my legs couldn't stop trembling with aftershocks. I had no idea, sex felt this good, shouldn't have waited till now. Just when I thought it was over, the brothers switched positions. Ethan slammed his lips against mine, hands fiddling with my breast while whispering into my ear, “This is just the beginning.”

Jax’s fingers slipped under her shorts, finding her already wet as he pushed two inside her, curling them perfectly while his thumb circled her clit. Elara moaned into his mouth, grinding against his hand as pleasure built fast and intense. The dark alley felt too public, too exposed, but the risk only made the moment hotter. Jax freed himself quickly, pulling her shorts aside before thrusting up into her in one powerful stroke. They gave in to raw passionate sex against the hood of the car, the cool metal pressing against Elara’s back as Jax fucked her hard and deep.

I release his nose at once, leaning backward away from him, away from my betraying heart, away from the reality that refuses to settle. My stomach let out a funny sound, a little roar, a sound of help from some hungry friends. Axel picks himself from sitting, and smirks at me, the pure bliss of danger wholly gone out of his energy. I strive to move, dismissing the idea of being a total damsel in distress. “Don’t move; it will only cause you more pain; I read on the internet that a woman can feel sore up to a week after having sex for the first time.”

"Okay, sissy boy. You been holding back long enough; I want to see you to cum. Start jacking." The women moved out of the line of fire and Sean started beating his meat. With several naked women staring at him, it didn't take long. The first pulse sent a stream of cum three feet across the floor. The second one went five. That was the longest. He still had about seven shots in him before the rest began dribbling out the tip of his dick. Shasta put out her finger and wiped a couple drops off the crown and tasted it. "I can work with this. It's not bad. Anyone else want a taste?"

And yet Roth Dimitri has no idea that his best friend has wet dreams about him, Tristan thought to himself as Roth continued to speak, “That girl is into you, mark my words.” Tristan shook his head in denial, cackling, “Oh Roth, you have only met women like that in your life. All of them are not only after sex. I doubt Eleanor even thinks about sex at all, let alone having it with me.” Roth snickered, “Tristan, as the sex doctor, let me tell you one thing, everyone, even people who claim to be asexual or least active sexually think about sex - some more than others, but everyone does.” Roth looked at Tristan with a piercing look that made it impossible for Tristan to hold his gaze. He felt h