Sexual Reads Novels & Stories

“Tell me, Ruby, how many senses do you use when you are having sex?” “What do you mean, doctor? What have senses got to do with sex?” “Senses have everything to do with sex. Your senses help you feel. Let me tell you about using all five senses during sex; sight, sound, taste, touch and scent.” “Starting with the sense of sight, sexual pleasure includes not only shots of crotches bumping together, but also the look in someone’s eyes - the anticipation, surprise, and unabated release that is a sexual experience. It’s important to keep your eyes open and take in every moment during sex.”

She was not some prepubescent virgin girl who was too bashful at words that hinted at sex, but seeing it written in such plain, raw words suddenly made her so sheepish. 52. Both parties are at liberty to decide where and when they may engage in sexual relations, and they must be specified. (Oral, anal, conventional sex, BDSM, threesome, toy play, etc). “I want to change it,” she croaked. “What do you want to change about it?” He asked. “Don’t you see what’s wrong with it?” She asked. He sighed. “This will go by quicker if you just tell me what you think instead of going around in circles.”

"I can see that the image is still clear in your head. You wanted to read it to see couples having sex, am I right?" "Yes, but can we leave it behind." "Listen, I am here for you, Raymond and grandpa are also here for you. You should let us know about these things if you are so curious to know." "Okay. But I want to ask a question." "Which question?" "Some of the stuff in that book, it looked like gymnastics, is it possible to do that?" I stroked his hair. "Every sex style is possible honey, no matter how awkward it may look."

Lena lay beneath her stepson, legs still trembling from the powerful orgasm, her married pussy gaping and overflowing with Alex’s thick cum. The sheets beneath her were soaked. The room smelled of sex and guilt. Alex stared down at her, chest heaving, his cock still half-hard and glistening with their mixed juices. Guilt and lust warred in his eyes, but the lust was winning. “Lena… we just…” he started, voice rough.

He paused, then said without looking up, “I wrote. ‘Patient deflects discomfort with seduction. Attempts to regain control through sexual tension.’” I sucked in a slow breath. “Well,” I muttered. “That’s not sexy at all.” “It’s not supposed to be.” My legs uncrossed and re-crossed, slower this time, not for show but because I needed to move. To feel something. Anything. “Do you think I’m disgusting?” I asked suddenly. That caught him off guard. Barely. But I saw it—the shift in his eyes, like I’d finally said something real. “No,” he said.

"He's started having relationships with girls. Not just one, but with many, as he likes." "Relationships? If he's dating someone, how could we not see it? I haven't seen him with any girl," Riley said, her voice trembling as she tried to convince herself that what she was hearing wasn't true. "He doesn't date them, Riley. He just has sex with them whenever he wants, with whoever he likes. You know how strong the sexual desires of a young dominant alpha are. He's given in to his desires. They say he has sex with girls almost every day."

I frowned “What do you mean exaggerated?” “In the book, it's like sex is liberating… You can do the nastiest and dirtiest thing to your partner with consent… and it's going to be pleasurable. The acts in it are wild, the praises, the names, the way they treat each other, bringing out the beasts in themselves and managing to keep it loving and romantic. Don't you think all that is exaggerated?” She turned to meet my eyes and she held my stare, I was grateful for that. “What has sex been like for you?” I asked

Soon, the bedroom is filled with the sounds of Alex grunts, Win's hitching pants and slaps of their straining, sweaty bodies. The pace the Alpha sets is relentless, finally giving in to his own needs and taking what is being eagerly offered. Win trusts back with equal vigor, his entire body alight with sparks as Alex nails his prostate the best way possible.

he says, sweeping an arm around the room. "Nervous," I say. "But a little excited too. I…I never knew that sex could be so carnal, and there was part of me that fucking loved it. Reading up on the psychology behind it all was interesting, and I could pretty much pass a test if it came to naming everything on that wall," I say, gesturing to the racks of canes, whips and other restraints. "But it is all a bit in the abstract, you know. I read a couple of BDSM novels and they aroused me, but I don't really know what exactly it was that aroused me." I glance up at Alex, suddenly feeling shy in my confession, and I see something in his eyes that instantly makes me wet.

⚠️This part contains sexual and mature content, read at your own discretion Only a quick touch and it made me groan, she was soaked. Her face just turned redded, but as my fingers rested against her thigh, she exhaled and parted her legs a little bit for me. Cade made his way to the back of the couch and then motioned her to walk forward to it, and the fact that she didn't hesitate had my own pants tightening. Riley Ochoa