Sexty Stories Novels & Stories

Now I was twenty-eight, broke, and desperate enough to work in a place like this. Lexi told me about Velvet Dominion three weeks ago. An elite underground BDSM club where the richest people in Lagos came to fuck and dominate in total secrecy. The money was insane if you let them play with your body. I cried the first time she said it. Then I cried again when the power company threatened to disconnect my light. So here I was. The stairs went down deep. The air grew thicker with every step,perfume, sweat, pussy, and that sharp smell of leather. Madam Elara waited for me at the bottom. Sharp cheekbones, red lips, black dress that looked painted on.

The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.

They thought I was innocent. They saw the pink nails, the shy smile, the quiet girl with a tote bag full of poetry books. But they didn’t know what I kept in my Notes app. My Birthday List. 1 Suck a cock until he begs. 2 Get fucked in front of a mirror. 3 Anal slow first, then hard. 4 Try a blindfold. 5 Hear someone moan my name. 6 Cry from how good it feels. 7 Be used by more than one man.

He had been charming and a few weeks later, I hadn’t been able to resist when he’d invited me on a weekend trip to the Cayman island. We’d fucked like bunnies all weekend. For a 70 year old, his old saggy balls were still in pretty good shape. There was nothing we didn’t try. After our Cayman adventures, he had introduced me to The Order. It is mostly dark sex and orgies. Tonight is orgy night. I’m looking forward to been fucked on all holes by different dicks. Daddy’s lying with his hairy thighs spread wide open. I waste no time taking his cock in my grip. I wrap both hands around his cock and begin to stroke him the way he likes. I start out slowly, building momentum.

Sadness hid around the corner of her eyes, and I knew she was speaking from experience. “Thanks, I’ll try, Kim.” I went back, pecked her cheek with my lips and went back to work in my room. I needed to work on the title. Daily Sext would work, but people wanted to know about the sexy times too, not just about sexts, so I needed something different as a headline. I’d work on that alter, I decided. For now, I needed an article, so focused on that. The chime of my phone as more texts came in made me smile. I’d be busy later too, replying to all these men that suddenly wanted to give me attention.

The bed was untidy, and just on the floor close to the bed, lay Sarah's crushed lacy panties. ‎I opened the drawer on Tyson's side of the bed and saw tons of unused condoms, a handcuff, and some other sex toys. Then I moved over to Sarah's side of the bed, opened the drawer, and saw vibrators of different sizes and colors with a p**n magazine.

"Gonna make you cum on my dick." Tyler’s mind blanked. Rivalry, anger, everything faded except the raw feeling of being claimed. Sweat dripped down his chest. His balls tightened. "I’m close," he gasped. "Cum for me," Jax growled, thrusting harder. Tyler shattered. His cock pulsed, shooting thick ropes across the bench. His hole clenched tight around Jax. Jax groaned, burying himself deep. "Fuck, Tyler!" He came hard, flooding Tyler’s insides with hot cum. The sensation made Tyler shudder with aftershocks.

"That's not fucking true, Alice. Emma comforted me a lot and—" "Spare me!" she spat. "I don't want to hear any more of this crap! Those sexts were meant for you, whether you believe it or not! In my mind, I was going to meet you in that office! Emma registered my boss's number as yours and I was so tipsy that I didn't pay attention to it! I didn't even want to be there! She forced me to go because she had the whole thing planned, and I fell for it like an idiot! So did you!" I wanted to interrupt their conversation, but this was getting interesting.

Her husband ran out just as her pursuer pulled up,jumped from his car and yelled:'Lady,there's A MAN WITH A KNIFE HIDING IN YOUR BACKSEAT! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Cassandra blushed; she also cursed her stupidity, which did not prevent Eric from being carried away by the touch of his hand. "Casey, I'm sorry. It was really out of my control. I was very stupid because I couldn't control my lust. But believe me, I didn't plan to do anything perverted to you. I love you, and I respect you. I won't tarnish our relationship with things, something we couldn't do before we got married." Yes, Eric is indeed a man who firmly believes that there is no sex before marriage. Rossy never said this to Eric. However, when Eric was young, his mother often said that she and his father had sex after they got married because his father was a good man who respected women wi