Sexual Short Stories Novels & Stories

I experience a short reprieve as shorter brown haired man shoves him unconfidently out of the way. I’m very grateful, I must say, that this cock is quite a bit wider but far shorter at maybe only 4 inches. This little man couldn’t cover me in filth like the previous 7 inch cock, and I can’t help but beg for them to please, please destroy my body; to use me the way they would a streetwalker, a WHORE!

She felt the hot flood inside her, another man’s claim mixing with the first. As she lay there panting, shuddering through the aftershocks, Sasha’s climax reached its peak. Kael was hammering into her ass with unstoppable force. “Come for me, Sasha,” he growled, gripping her shoulders. Sasha’s cry was sharp, a dagger of pleasure. Her body tightened, then convulsed. Kael held her through it, then drove his own release into her with a final, ground-out groan. For a moment, there was only the sound of heavy breathing, the smell of sex thick in the air.

It instantly twitched and started to grow, with muffled moans coming from the other side of the wall. I slowly bobbed my head up and down his shaft increasing the speed trying to get him to cum as quickly as I could. I could feel him tensing his body trying to hold back So taking as much of him in my mouth as I could I cupped his balls and gently massaged them until he shot his load. Before I could think my natural reactions kicked in and I swallowed it all. Before he could take his dick out I shot up, ran over to the desk took a shot of vodka, and ate as many mints as I could. I won’t say that I enjoyed doing it but I didn’t hate it either. There was something exciting about it that I could

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

“You mean even in the—“ “Yes! Any! There aren’t any points for being prudish, so do what you wish. The shadow lasts for roughly forty-five seconds. Get ready! It’s coming!” The men and women instantly paired off. Nerves were racing and the whiskey flowing. It would be a wonder for most to succeed... “No! No touching yet!” the host screamed. “Wait for it... wait for it... and... go! Get it hard and get it in! Forty seconds!” Sienna hurriedly bent over in front of her man. She expected his hard cock to penetrate her with a sense of urgency and horniness. Instead... what she actually felt was a limp noodle brushing haphazardly against her wet pussy lips.

Until now, strange short stories had only very short stories. But from volume two I intend to add stories that have 10 to 20 captains as well. These stories are not so long nor have so much visibility as a separated book. For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes.

I was slow at first but my pace began to increase. Even though I tried everything; rubbing faster, pinching my nipples I couldn't seem to get off. The orgasm stayed just out of reach and I slowly grew frustrated and desperate. Sameal watched for a moment, his eyes dark with lust He climbed onto the bed, grabbed my wrist to stop me, and thrust two of his thick fingers into my pussy without warning. They were large, just like the rest of him, stretching me open instantly. A scream tore through my throat as i arched my back.

His length stays upright, standing tall as a blatant dare. I crawl over his waist, leaning down to press a quick, mocking kiss to the tip before positioning myself over his thigh. Now I just want to see how far I can push him. How much of that calm, stubborn control I can strip away. “Tell me a Bible story, Brock,” I whisper, slowly guiding his tip to my aching cunt. “I heard you used to be quite the storyteller in your youth.” I lower myself onto him, but I stop halfway. I refuse to take the full length. When dealing with a man who can split you in half, holding back is the only way to survive.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

He hoisted one of her legs over his shoulder, angling deep as he fucked her standing, her back pressed against the pole for leverage. Thea wrapped her arms around his neck, moaning into his mouth as they kissed sloppily, her pussy clenching around his relentless drives. “Don’t stop, I’m so close…” she pleaded, grinding down to meet him. Around them, the others stroked themselves, waiting their turns, hands still roaming her sweat-slicked skin, squeezing her thighs, tracing her curves. He exploded soon after, but the next man bent her over a seat, spreading her cheeks wide before plunging in from behind again, his pace brutal and unyielding.