Sexs Novels & Stories

He had never heard anyone expressed those words in a sentence before. Was she that drunk, so drunk that she was coming onto him. Did she even know the definition of sex, at least Alexander's definition of sex? He wasn't a man that did sex. He was a psycho that gave his all, tore through a night with any woman that got his manhood standing.

“That’s not a lot, Luke. Do you want to know their names? Gabby, Rowan, Dashiell and two sexy hulks at the gym. We fucked right there in the gym at the closet.” “I don’t want to hear your sexual escapades, Sis. Disgusting!” “Oh well. Too bad – you could have gained a tip or two. Do you know the A****n position? You should try that on Pam when you are together. She’ll love it.” “I don’t know what you are talking about.” “What do those books written by sex experts teach you then?” “I haven’t gotten to that part.” Sasha chuckled. “So what part have you gotten to? Gist me. I want to learn too.”

she snapped. "Really? Someone has to?" Summer asked her. "I deserve an explanation as to why my boyfriend is with the new girl," Brittany said. "And you chose to play out a cliché cafeteria scene?” I couldn't help but blurt it out. ”Excuse me?” she said slowly. “You’re excused,“ Six said, looking at his phone. “You don't get to do that to me, Six. We haven’t spoken in two weeks now!” she informed. “I don’t think you grasp the meaning of the words; you’re excused,” he replied. Still not looking at her.

Every micro expression mattered. “What kind of things?” she asked carefully. I swallowed. “Feelings. Moments. Things that do not make sense.” “Like what?” I hesitated. “Like… like I was addicted to sex.” Her eyes widened. “Stella.” “I do not mean… I mean like it was something I did often. Something I wanted a lot. Something I could not stop.” I rubbed my temples. “I feel like I lived that life. Like it was normal. Like I chose it.”

Alpha Alain released all of him inside Sasha, plunging and driving right to his hilt. Sasha let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a shriek. Ansel found himself echoing it as well. Alain’s mouth became full of Ansel’s seed. But Sasha’s silken, blazing heat still gripped him, as if his beast does not want to claw its way out yet. Her body was so perfect, fitting right for him. But Ansel’s cock…so this is why Razel and Apollo sometimes fucked each other. Like Sasha’s blazing heat, Ansel remained his leash around his neck—or more precisely, around his tongue and mouth.

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?

⚠️ Trigger Warning This story contains explicit sexual content, including themes of forced feminization, BDSM, humiliation, sissification, pegging, cum play, and dominance/submission dynamics. It is intended strictly for mature audiences (18+). Reader discretion is advised. “I want you to remember this night for the rest of your life,” Sasha whispered, her voice like velvet over a blade. Julian didn’t get the chance to respond. The click of heels sounded behind him, then the door opened—and everything shifted.

Selena'ѕ bоdу ѕhakes аnd ѕраѕms, hеr right hаnd bunсhіng uр hеr hаіr. Hеr mоuth is ореn; nоthіng but а fаіnt gutturаl ѕоund саmе оut. Her еуеѕ are сlоѕеd, hеr hеаd thrоwn bасk—hеr сhеѕt аnd fасе are fluѕhеd rеd. Wаtсhіng hеr сlіmаx is thе mоѕt bеаutіful ѕіght Wilson hаs еvеr ѕееn—he might have been involved with other women in the past, but nothing comparable to when having that intimacy with his mate… not just any mate, his eternal mate—thе fееlіng оf hеr рuѕѕу ѕquееzіng аnd рulѕіng а rоund mу сосk is аlmоѕt аѕ іntеnѕе. Although they’ve had magical sex umpteen times before, but not as intense as this one.

And then came the fall, tumbling down and down all the way, their bodies releasing and pulsing for an age as Sasha accepted Kaleb's weight onto her, wrapped legs and arms around him even tighter, binding him to her. Kaleb rested on his side, watching her sleep—half impatient, half fascinated—until she finally stirred. Her gaze skittered away from his as she sat up. For the first time in his life he was unsure how to handle the after sex part. "Sorry I slept off," Sasha said. She slithered from the bed and swiftly reached for the robe lying across the nearby chair. "I had an amazing time, Kaleb. Thank you." Amazing? She had no idea what amazing was. But he supposed it was better than her tell

"You don't mean…" "Hot and heavy sex," Frieda grinned as Xenia felt her breath leaving her lungs. SEX! WITH A WEREWOLF!