Novel & Cerita Sexiest Stories

It was a raw, wet mess of sex. Splosh. Slap. Splosh. "We are going to shift your womb as a team!" Leo shouted after he pulled his cock out of her mouth. The men began to change places. They moved like a dance. One man would pull out, and another would push in. Lily was never empty. She was constantly being filled by a new, massive cock. She felt the different shapes—the length of Kai, the width of Zane, the power of Jax. She felt her womb being pushed back and forth. She felt like her insides were being melted by the hot water and the hot men. The erotica was so loud. The sound of the bubbles and their heavy breathing filled the night.

The revealing dress had done it, my boobs jiggling free under the top, nipples poking through fabric, making his cock strain against his shorts. He grabbed my hand under the blanket, guiding it to his zipper, hard, thick bulge throbbing. "Force of the dress, baby. Suck your best friend's brother's cock now, anytime means here." Heart hammered, risk electric, Mia inches away. But lust won; I nodded, slipping off the couch casual like grabbing a drink. "Thirsty," I lied to Mia, who waved absent. Kitchen dark, connected open to the living room. Jax followed seconds later, "Me too," casual. Door half-shut for shadow, but voices carried. He backed me to the counter fast, unzipping, cock springing

“Fill Mommy’s slut hole… breed me, Daddy… pump your hot seed into my fertile womb!” “Tony… don’t you dare stop… wreck my tight pussy… I need your thick load so bad… use me like the whore I am for you!” He flipped them into new positions relentlessly…making them ride him one after the other, their soaked breasts bouncing wildly as they went up and down onto his cock, grinding their clits against his base. Then he arranged them in a heated sixty-nine, where their tongues frantically lapped at each other’s swollen clits and the glistening length of his cock as he took turns fucking each from behind. The air grew thick with the musky scent of sex, sweat, and feminine arousal. The bedframe creake

I whispered again. Kissing Tania’s cheek, I gently spoke into her ear. “Are you alright Tania?” She finally stirred, and then opened her eyes. “That was the best experience I’ve ever had, how did you learn to do that?” “Oh, it’s something I read about in an erotic story,” I lied. Putting her arms around my neck, she whispered, “Fuck me, fuck me hard.”

I walked him to the door in just the T-shirt, kissed him slow and sweet, and watched the elevator close behind him. Then I went back to the bedroom, picked up the credit card, and turned it over in my fingers. Heavy. Expensive. Mine now. I sat on the bed and opened my laptop. I searched for the best OB-GYNs in the city, the ones with private entrances and celebrity clients. I bookmarked a few. Then I opened another tab and looked up how to make a man leave his wife. Not the trashy forum stuff. Real articles. Psychology sites. The slow ways it happened.

MIA Running with Alex always gets me going. Three years dating, sharing an apartment in Silver Lake, and we're still stupid for each other—but we never pretended we could be satisfied with just us. We're both mid-twenties, both bi, both get off on the thrill of extra bodies. We bring people home when the spark hits, fuck them together, swap stories if it's separate. Threesomes are the best—another hard cock sliding in while Alex watches me moan, or him getting filled while I grind on his face. It's messy, loud, perfect. No guilt, just heat.

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

I swallowed nervously while my fingers twisted slightly against the bedsheet. Sebastian noticed immediately. He noticed everything about me. “Tell me what you want princess?” he asked softly. I stared at him with lust. “I want you so bad.” A small smile touched his lips. “I already know that princess” In a firm seductive voice “ tell me what you want daddy to do to you “ Then he stepped closer until he stood directly between my legs. My breathing immediately became uneven. God. The size of him. The warmth from his body. The smell of his cologne mixed with whiskey.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

I say, completely bemused . “Yeah, but it’s not like that. This one’s for couples, not seedy old men.” If he wasn’t so devilishly handsome and sexy, I would run and not look back. Staring into the shop window I frown, and then, for some weird reason, I lead the way inside. My jaw snaps open. Now, I’m not really a sex addict, and I do have quite the healthy interest in sex and erotica, but I’m pretty sure that some of the items displayed on the shelf would make even Christian Grey from fifty shades trilogy blush.