Sexy Anime Men Novels & Stories

The man smiles, “I think you look really cute with this hairstyle. With just a trim, you’ll look really adorable.” “Precisely. I don’t want to look adorable, I want to look hot and sexy,” I counter. The man nods in understanding, “Do you have a particular style in mind?” “Something that makes me look like a man! A masculine Man.”

She hisses. "You can call me whatever you want. You can call me a sex addict, bad boy, bad guy, toxic, villain, evil, player, fuckboy, sexist, misogynistic, womanizer, or an asshole. But life will always have assholes like me and there's nothing you can do about it. You can't change or save a man from his dirty deeds. I myself will forever love sex and will continue fucking all the hottest women in the world. I hate how women gets all this praise for expressing their sexuality, while guys gets called perverts and creeps when sharing their desires. You know what, I will continue to express myself sexually no matter how many people hate me. You won't emasculate me!" I vented out.

The three men sat around her, looking at the masterpiece they had shared. She was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen, a perfect mix of soft curves and raw, wild energy. She closed her eyes, a small smile on her lips, knowing that this was a night that would haunt their dreams for a long time. The memory of the weight of her breasts, the tightness of her pussy, and the sound of her loud, messy moans would stay with them forever.

Goosebumps immediately rushed my skin and my nipples stiffened through the yellow fabric of my bra. “He let your fine ass come out alone to play? Brave man. That’s what’s up...” I bit my bottom lip so hard I could taste her flesh becoming metallic. “Hmm. He did.” “So, do you want to play, lady? Because I’d love to play with you.” I took some deep breaths. If I was going to do this, this man seemed like the right guy to do it with. He was beautiful, with a beautiful dick to match. I was sure that he could fuck me until I saw stars.

And the grunts and guffaws came from the men who were having the time of their lives. I spotted a few lesbians who were licking each other's pussies and teasing their boobs. And there was the section for BDSM lovers, hardcore fucks. Gigantic men clobbering tiny girls, pinning them to the wall, and fucking their pussies with their huge dicks. I felt a retch deep down my throat as a slim blonde was bleeding from her mouth, but was still fucked in both holes by two muscular men. Her head was pinned to the ground and one of the men lay under her, thrusting into her pussy. The other one held her hips and was thrusting hard into her asshole.

Thank God, neither of them was a supreme. I stopped breathing when Lucian dragged my chair around to face him. He stooped in front me, and the world disappeared. His black limbal ring rotated around gold irises. The alpha rested his hand on my thighs. I gritted my teeth. He placed his head on his hand and cocked his head to the side. My mouth went dry at the seductive look he wore. It had to be a sin for one man to be this attractive. Curse the heavens for descending this man upon us. Sweet Amber pheromones cocooned us. His tongue parted his kissable lips. Time slowed. He wetted those lips with saliva. They glistened. The room grew hot. I wanted to move but my body refused to do so.

The stranger's eyes were locked on her hand as she began pleasuring herself in earnest. Her middle finger circled her clit, sending waves of pleasure up her spine. The man pushed his boxers down, freeing his hard cock. Mia's mouth watered at the sight of him — thick, long, already leaking pre-cum from the tip. He wrapped his hand around his shaft, stroking slowly while watching her touch herself. Mia slid two fingers inside her pussy, moaning at the sensation. She worked them in and out, her thumb continuing to circle her clit.

I sighed, looking up at the person, only to find two hot men looming over me, staring at me with this weird look on their faces. Holy fuck. What did I do this time? “That’s enough. You should go home now,” one of the hot men spoke up. Oh, did I mention they were hot? Mr. Extremely Sexy pulled me up, and Mr. Extremely Sexy No.2 helped him. While one looked like someone straight out of an Italian Mafia romance, the other looked like he had been pulled out of some rich and powerful man’s contest and he’d won. I looked between them and unconsciously licked my lips.

“Sir.” “A black girl, with round ass, full boobs, edible lips and those cat eyes of yours makes me want to eat you, I've got to admit.. your voice sounds better than a lot of anime characters, those tiny waists would look nice on a wet bed sheet filled with cum.” he took a deep breath while describing me in a way i would say is inappropriate. “I would love to pull your hair while hitting you from behind while your tiny voice squeaks in the name of moaning.”

Rule number three: Stay sèxy! Like they say, men are visual creatures. They are naturally attracted to women who look sèxy. Not too sèxy that you look like a slùt and you have other men catcalling you. Just the right amount of sèxy. The kind of sèxy that turns him on and sets you apart from other women.