Sexty Stories Novels & Stories

"Lora was Asher's bestie and she had a crush on me but I didn't feel the same way. I got drunk at a frat party and we ended up having sex. I was just seventeen then and she never told me she was fucking pregnant" "Don't believe any word of his Claire, of course he knew about it. Can't you see that little boy is his fucking son, him getting close to you was part of his plan. Don't be stupid Claire..." "Just shut up!" I yelled. I don't know who to believe. Did Darrell really do that or Lee is just cooking up lies. "Daisy..." he tried to touch me. "Don't touch me" "God, Daisy after all we've been through you chose to believe him? I love you, why would I lie to you maybe you don't love me enough

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

“You think you are better? Show me how you break.” Tatum’s hips bucked. Her toned physique glistened with sweat. Sloane worked faster, mouth sealed around her clit while fingers thrust harder. Emotions surged in Sloane. This felt like more than sex. It felt powerful. Tatum cried out as the orgasm built. Suddenly she squirted for the first time, juices soaking Sloane’s chin and the turf beneath them. Tatum shook violently, a loud gasp escaping her lips. “Fuck, Sloane. What did you do to me?”

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. “Let me go.” “Wellsy, for fuck’s sake, can you just be a little bit patient?” I stopped. “There's nothing you can say to make me feel better about this.” “Fine. See it as a threesome, that's something everyone has undeniably wanted to try out.” “Not as a normal thing, Adrian. You're telling me that every time you like a girl, you…” “No!” He cut me off like he knew what I was about to say. “It's just the sex.”

She turned to me and spread her legs wide: “Come here baby and see what he left for you. Come here baby and I’ll suck your cock while you suck him out of me.” I climbed up on the bed, moved into a sixty-nine position with Penny and felt her hot mouth close on my cock as I buried my face in her cunt. It only took her thirty seconds to get me off and then she fucked my brains out until I couldn’t get it up again.

Her whole body shook, sweat-slick, the room thick with the scent of sex. “Come for me, Mummy… come with my cock in your ass,” I ordered, smacking her cheek again, the sting making her clench harder. She shattered—screaming my name, ass spasming around my shaft, pussy squirting onto the sheets. The sight, the feel, dragged me over—I slammed deep and came, flooding her ass with hot, thick ropes, pulsing endless until we both collapsed, trembling, wrecked. I stayed buried inside her, kissing the sweat on her spine.

The new angle made him hit even deeper. “Fuck yes,” he groaned, spanking my ass hard. “Look at this perfect ass bouncing on my cock. You’re mine now, Emma. Every summer night, every stolen minute—I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.” He reached around and rubbed my oversensitive clit again while pounding into me. Another orgasm built fast. I buried my face in the pillow, moaning and whimpering shamelessly. “Ahhh… too much… ooooh Alex… I’m gonna come again…”

JANET'S POV It was still in Desmond's top drawer exactly where I'd hidden it. I stood there holding it in both hands under the bedroom light. Massive. Jelly-like. Ribbed the entire length with veins that ran thick along the shaft. A deep burgundy colour that made it look both obscene and somehow convincing. Vicky had called it a promise. And standing here stark naked with my pussy still throbbing from two failed attempts at relief, I was prepared to hold her to it.

“No, Tatum, not at all. It’s just...we told him that was a dumb thing to ask. You’re already under so much stress and we know you’d never say no to Nat. Plus, just months before, he’d asked one of us to take care of those needs for you.” My eyes bulged at what I heard. “Excuse me? what?” Remy sighed. “He wanted us to handle the sex stuff for him. Because he couldn’t anymore and you seemed so sad and lonely. We were like, ‘Hell no. We are not doing this.’ But he said he would rather the next man you sleep with be familiar and not a stranger. But we said nah, so I guess he concocted this Coverts plan.”