Sexy Fantasy Novels & Stories

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

The sudden, brutal fullness made her belly bulge slightly, stealing her breath. Rafael fucked her hard against the wall, each powerful thrust slamming her back against the cool concrete while the desert night stretched endlessly behind her. The wet, obscene sounds of his thick cock driving into her soaked cunt filled the room. Sweat slicked their bodies. Saskia’s full breasts bounced with every brutal impact, her hard nipples dragging against his chest. Her warm juices coated his shaft, dripping down her thighs in rivulets, the sharp musky scent of her arousal mixing with the dry desert air.

She had lived and been brought up among those whose extravagant lifestyle allowed them to experiment with sensuality, refining it, glorifying it: the touch of cruelty, the hint of mystery, the realisation that a shiver of fear could give an adrenaline rush as fierce as a snort of amyl nitrate. Tayte controlled himself with an effort. He moved away from her and lay flat on his back on the straw. Now it was Armina’s turn to be mouthed. He held up his arms and she slipped between them, thighs spread open, a knee each side of his body. She still wore her white shirt. The buttons were undone all the way down, breasts jutting from the opening. Tayte supported her above him, examining those tip-til

I leaned back against the smooth, cool marble edge while my hand slid between my legs almost immediately, fingers parting my swollen folds as I let out a shaky breath. I was still soaked, a humiliating mix of my own arousal and Richard’s pathetic load. I opened the hidden browser on my phone, the one I kept password-protected, and went straight to my favorite BDSM site. My fingers trembled with need as I typed in the search bar: “dominant muscular man ruins married woman.” The video loaded. It was exactly what I needed tonight.

She felt like something big and hard get inside her roughly, and Sophie couldn't help but murmur. Sophie couldn't open her eyes, and felt hot all over. It felt like someone was pressing on her, and a cold male breath entangled her. She felt sore and tired all night, and it took a long time to stop... "Where is this...?" When Sophie opened her eyes again, the morning sunlight has just poured inside the suite. She looked at the luxurious room and the man beside her in a daze... The man was close at hand, with a handsome flawless face. He half hugged her, and the two bodies were close together. His breath entangled her nose, but SHE DOESNT KNOW HIM ! ! !

I found myself fixated on it, a perverted thought igniting: I wanted to pour wine into that hollow and lick it clean. As she swerved, the light caught the diamonds, momentarily blinding me. A brief, searing vision flashed in my mind: her naked, the dress pooled at her feet, that necklace still around her neck. Her legs spread wide, inviting me to plunge my fingers into her. Two or three, if she were a good girl. Would she ride my fingers recklessly? Fuck! I needed to know. My cock twitched, dragging me back from my depraved fantasy. I willed myself to think of anything gross, anything to calm the fuck down. This was not the time or place to get a hard-on.

"I'm sorry for getting angry with you." "Enforcing safe sex is not a bad thing, Sir," she pecked him back and he released his hold on her. "Plus I love it when you handle me, Sir. It's hot." She sat up, sliding her groove back down his stiffened shaft to apply the condom. While her fingers did the rolling, Alanya pulled his legs closer together and straddled his thighs as well, sitting behind Victoria with a hand coming around the redhead's waist. It was such an arousing view, seeing two beautiful, naked women using his body like a saddle. Their arousing weight made his penis all the more rigid. Victoria lifted herself up, guided his covered penis up inside her, and they both groaned all the

The second the door closed, the tension snapped. Scott grabbed me by the waist and pushed me against the wall. His mouth crashed down on mine — hungry, demanding, nothing like my husband’s gentle kisses. His tongue invaded my mouth as one big hand slid under my dress and cupped my bare pussy. “Fuck, Maya,” he growled against my lips. “You’re not wearing panties. You came here dripping for me again, didn’t you?” I moaned shamelessly as two thick fingers pushed inside my soaked cunt. He finger-fucked me right there against the wall, curling them perfectly while his thumb rubbed my swollen clit.

She was being used from both ends, her body shaking with the raw power of it. The sound of skin hitting skin was loud and messy in the quiet room. Her pussy gripped Jax tight, squeezing him with every deep thrust, while she sucked Marcus hard, her eyes rolling back in her head. Leo was right there too, his hands rubbing her clit and squeezing her bouncing breasts, making sure she was feeling everything. The heat was exploding inside her. Jax started to move even faster, his dick hitting the back of her pussy over and over until she couldn't take it. She felt her body snap, her pussy pulsing in hard waves as she had a massive climax. Jax roared and came deep inside her, his hot load filling h

“Stepmom’s tongue in your ass while your cunt drips all over the cabinets. Tell me how much you need it.” “I need it,” I choked out. “Please—finger me while you do that. Fuck me open.” She pushed two fingers into my cunt without warning, curling them right against the spot that made my knees weak. Her tongue kept working my ass, wet and insistent. The dual sensation was overwhelming. I rocked back onto her hand and face, chasing more. She added a third finger and stretched me wider, the burn perfect. Wet sounds filled the kitchen—her fingers squelching in and out of me, her mouth working noisily against my hole.