Sexiest Stories Novels & Stories

It is as if I have control over how other people look at me and have in mind that I am in the business of pleasing people. We had an argument after I reread the document after that and all our arguments end up in bed with me being fucked up senseless. Do I hate it? Hell no! In fact, I enjoy it. Angry sex is the best because there are no inhibitions. We do it as if there is no tomorrow. I don't call myself addicted to sex anymore. I say that it's just that I hadn't met Klaus. He's the man I had been waiting for and he knows what I need and how to give it to me.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

His length stays upright, standing tall as a blatant dare. I crawl over his waist, leaning down to press a quick, mocking kiss to the tip before positioning myself over his thigh. Now I just want to see how far I can push him. How much of that calm, stubborn control I can strip away. “Tell me a Bible story, Brock,” I whisper, slowly guiding his tip to my aching cunt. “I heard you used to be quite the storyteller in your youth.” I lower myself onto him, but I stop halfway. I refuse to take the full length. When dealing with a man who can split you in half, holding back is the only way to survive.

The penthouse suite gleamed with opulence, its floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the city skyline, the night alive with lights. I was sophisticated, my red dress hugging my curves, a daring edge to my demeanor as I reveled in the power and challenge of seduction games. This wasn’t my first dance with danger, and the invitation to this exclusive suite—extended by him, the billionaire CEO—promised a night of rules, dares, and exquisite tension. My pulse quickened, pussy tingling with anticipation as I stepped inside, heels clicking on the marble floor.

“Who is your dream man? Whose cock would you suck until he came into your mouth?” I can't say, I wouldn't say it was her dad who fed my sexiest fantasies. I was starting back up the mountain of lust from her fingers in me. I felt my pussy get hotter and wetter where her fingers were. I pleaded, “Please, don't stop. Oh! gud, this feels so good.”

After I've exhausted every pose that could be possible, Sophie allowed me put on a shirt before we started looking at the pictures we took together to select the best one. But they were all good! every single one made me wetter. The ones where my eyes looked glassy and desperate, my pussy swollen and shiny, the plug clearly visible in my ass… those were the sluttiest. I ended up picking three. The first was of me spreading my pussy with two fingers. The second showed my oiled tits squeezed together with my mouth slightly open while the last was a rear view on all fours, my face turned back with pure lust. It showed my diamond shaped butt plug and it was the sexiest.

Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did h

"Insatiable." "Only for you." It was true, which terrified him. His sexual appetite had always been moderate, controlled. With Sienna, he felt like a man drowning. She turned in his arms, handing him a mug of coffee. "We need to talk about this," she said, but her hands were stroking his forearms, her eyes dark with want. "We can't just—"

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

‎Damon kept thrusting his thick and huge cock faster and deeper into my wet pussy to the point where I couldn't catch my breath between pumps. ‎He's such a good fucker... ‎**Author's Message** ‎Keep reading, I have more juicy, steamy stories for you that're going to make you get wet and horny🥵 Please drop your honest review on this chapter cause it would mean a lot to me. ‎Thanks 💯 ‎