Sexual Reads Novels & Stories

"What? Reconciliation sex is historically the best kind. Well, alongside pure anger sex. Now add the fact that it's coming from a literal mini-god with such incredibly adventurous, dominant taste." A sudden, sharp throb pulses deep in my core. My throat thickens, and the air in the room suddenly feels sweltering. I begin frantically fanning my face with my free hand, looking around the hallway as if someone might be standing there watching my reaction. But the door is completely closed; the kids are safely behind the closed laboratory door.

Sweat beaded on our skin, mixing with dirt from the earth, the scent of sex heavy in the air. I came hard, my howl ripping through the night, body convulsing as waves of ecstasy tore through me, my walls clamping down on them like a vice. They didn't hold back-Kale spilling first into my ass with a roar, hot jets painting my insides, followed by Xavier flooding my pussy, their seed mixing and dripping down my trembling thighs in rivulets.

“Besides, the game never made me laugh the way you do when you’re trying to be smooth and failing.” He laughed despite himself, tension easing. They ended up back in bed, tangled in clean sheets this time. The sex was slower, almost tender, with him behind her, one arm wrapped around her chest, the other between her legs as he rocked into her deep and unhurried. No avatars. No mechanics optimizing angles. Just bodies learning each other’s rhythms, sweat, whispered names, the occasional clumsy shift that made them both chuckle. Riley came first again, clenching around him with a broken moan. Alex followed, burying himself deep as pleasure crashed through him.

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

I squirted violently across his chest and the floor in powerful, repeated fountains that left everything soaked. Elena and Alex watched intently as Marcus moved me to the sex swing. Suspended helplessly, my body swayed while he flogged me thoroughly, tits, ass, spread pussy and asshole turning bright, hypersensitive red. Rivers of hot wax poured over my clamped nipples, stomach, thighs, and leaking holes. Electro-stim pads on every sensitive spot delivered intense, timed shocks that synced with his movements. Marcus fucked me swinging with animalistic dominance: deep, cervix-battering pussy pounding that made my heavy tits bounce wildly; brutal anal reaming that left my ring stretched and op

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

Now we are all her to get better at having sex” she paused and looked at me with a hard stare.” Or in Elizabeth's case to have sex at all”. Everyone turned to look back at me. I felt myself burning with embarrassment and slunk down in my chair. I nodded meekly in reply before everyone turned back to the front of the classroom. “Over the next three weeks we will learn everything you need to know about the male and female reproductive systems. Ms Cain continued talking but my mind was all over the place her speech was highly scientific and I failed to fully concentrate. I began to daydream and fantasise and order the other students into who I would fuck first. On the front table was a very you

Me under Alpha Sean with his hands on my throat and my back arched while he pounded me from behind, and the faint red marks where he had held my neck. Heat surged up my whole body, manipulating every structure of who I was, and I kept building and building till I exploded. I felt the rush of heat and moisture from my pussy. If this was what real sex felt like, then I want to feel it every fucking day for the rest of my life. “That’s it. That’s it, girl,” he groaned. “I’m not even done yet.”

Her tanned skin glistened with sweat, while the sound of the faucet dripping grew fainter as the water in the bathtub filled up. Every moan they shared, every kiss and touch that occurred made my body tremble. I hate p**n, but now I’m watching it live. “Oh shit!” the woman moaned as Max slid his finger into her pussy. His movements were so fast and right, touching every sensitive spot perfectly. Without realizing it, I brought my own finger to touch my pussy. My eyes occasionally closed as I felt the pleasurable sensation from my touch. Every time Max twisted his finger, I would do the same, imagining that he was doing it to mine.

CHAPTER 51. THE RELENTLESS STORM SELENE'S POV "Fuck, fuck." The word tears from my throat, a raw, ragged sound, yet it’s drowned out, absorbed by the relentless rhythm of his body against mine. I’m crying out loud, guttural pleas, desperate whimpers, but he doesn’t give me a chance to breathe, not even a single, fleeting gasp. He moves faster, a primal force, pounding into me, slamming his hips against mine with an unyielding power that leaves me breathless and utterly consumed. The sound of our skins, slick with sweat and desire, is getting louder, a wet, rhythmic slapping that echoes through the room. It’s much, *much* wetter than before, a lewd, visceral symphony that reverberates through