Sexty Stories Novels & Stories

**Story 16: The Breeding Festival** **Chapter 2** The roar of the crowd was deafening. Serena lay on her back on the cold stone altar, legs still spread obscenely wide, her body glistening with sweat and the cum of five powerful men. Her pussy throbbed and leaked a steady river of thick seed down her ass crack onto the ancient stone. Her full breasts heaved with every ragged breath, nipples hard and sensitive from being pinched and sucked.

I have always been able to trust Sammy. But how can I tell Sammy about how I am changing? How my interest in sex is pushing me beyond the normal limits that people have; how my Onlyfans account was veering further and further away from hers, which is strictly suggestive bathing suit pictures; how, when I masturbate now, which is currently about three times a day, all I can picture is my stepfather's face... my stepfather staring at me, his eyes glazing over with lust, as he cums? A wave of sadness washes over me. My stepfather, whom I love, and who now can't look at me because of the way I've been acting. The things I've done.

Sasha lowered her pussy onto Abegail’s waiting mouth. Abegail’s world narrowed to sensations. The weight of Sasha on her face, the taste of her on her tongue. The relentless, pounding drive of Kael’s cock splitting her open, hitting a spot deep inside that made her see stars. The slap of Leo’s balls against her chin. She was a vessel for their pleasure, and in turn, her own pleasure spiraled higher, coiling tighter than before.

SEX STARVED HOUSEWIFE & HER STEPSON _____________________ Sabrina My thighs moved against each other, rubbing my sensitive clit and a moan almost slipped past my lips. I was so damn horny. Probably shouldn't have read that spicy book my best friend, Sloane, recommended last week but I was bored. And the sex scenes had been filthy, dirty—god, I wanted that for myself. It’s been months since Graham touched me and over three years since I've last had pleasurable sex.

I tried again, whispering right against Tyler’s neck while my toes crept higher, brushing over his cock through his shorts. It was half-hard but not responding like I needed. “Please, Tyler. I’m so wet right now. I need your cock stretching me open.” My voice came out breathy, desperate. He patted my thigh clumsily. “In a minute, babe… this story’s gold…” Then his eyes drifted again. Kyle laughed along, but his gaze never left me. “Some women need a real man on their honeymoon, you know? Someone who can keep up all night instead of tapping out after one round.”

It was bigger than I’d imagined, curving slightly, it was the perfect tool for ruining me. “Get on your knees, Sasha,” he commanded, his voice hoarse. “Confess with your mouth.” I sank down eagerly, the wooden floor hard against my knees. I looked up at him through my lashes as I took him in my hand, stroking the heavy length before leaning in to swirl my tongue around the tip, tasting the salty precum. Samuel groaned, his hand fisting my hair as I opened wide and swallowed him down, my lips stretching around his girth. I bobbed my head, taking him deeper with each pass, gagging softly when he hit the back of my throat but not stopping. Tears pricked my eyes from the roughness, but the way h

“That sounds intense but also kind of hot in a fucked up rich man way. You need this money. Your mom needs it. And let’s be real you have been single and stressed for so long. Maybe letting a powerful guy take control for a while is exactly what you need. Imagine the kind of sex you are going to have. Billionaires don’t fuck like regular guys. He is probably going to ruin you in the best way. You are curvy as hell and he clearly likes that. Own it. Be his little cumslut if that is what it takes. You deserve to be taken care of for once.” Her words made my face burn but they also sent another wave of heat between my legs. I laughed nervously. “Emma you are insane. I am terrified. What if I ca

She felt like she was going to pass out from the pleasure. The brothers got rougher, talking dirty the whole time. “Such a greedy little slut. Two cocks and you still want more.” “We own these holes now. Every night if we want.” They finally pulled out and made her kneel again. Both of them stroked their cocks fast over her face. Alexander came first, shooting thick ropes of cum across her tongue and cheeks. Sebastian followed right after, covering her tits and open mouth. Elena swallowed what she could, breathing hard, cum dripping down her chin.

The cozy suburban home of your best friend Mark is quiet midday, since Mark and his dad Tyson are out visiting old friends at a gay bar and staying there for a few days to catch up. You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole.*

The casual touches, the long stares when he came home sweaty from work I thought I’d hidden them better. “What were you watching exactly?” he pressed. “Tell me.” I swallowed hard. “Gay p**n. Older guy… taking control. Big cock. Making the younger one submit.” Max’s eyes darkened. I glanced down involuntarily and saw the thick outline of his cock straining against his jeans. He was hard. My own dick throbbed in response, pressing uncomfortably against my shorts. “Stand up,” he ordered. “Drop the shorts. Show me how you were touching yourself last night.”