Sexy Fantasy Stories Novels & Stories

“Yes. Remy, let me come. Please?” “Not yet.” he gave me a sexy smirk. “Stroke faster, love. Harder.” I groaned, feeling my abdomen tighten as my fingers were coated with my creamy wetness. “Ugh, Remy... I…” But before I could finish that sentence, I felt my pussy tighten around my fingers and I came. My moans echoed off the walls as my body shivered in delight. “You naughty girl. I told you not to come yet, didn’t I?” I looked at Remy, whose face was contorted with pleasure. He was close too. His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand.

"Or I do it myself and I won't be gentle." My pulse raced, anger mixing with raw desire as I sat up on my elbows, meeting his stare with my own fire because no matter how much my body screamed yes. Sasha didn't submit easy, even to a mafia god like him, but the way his fingers dipped lower, teasing the edge of my soaked panties again, promised a night I'd never forget.

I knew at this pace I would not last long. Nothing but my own hand had been wrapped around my cock in ten years. The slick, hot silk of her pussy felt like heaven, as my lust peaked and my release grew imminent, I felt her cunt tighten around my shaft. She let out a screaming wail that sounded like she was dying. My release felt like a fire hose, as what seemed like gallons of cum gushed forth. The sensation sent her back over the top into another screaming wail.

Her mature pussy continued to grip and massage my thrusting dick as I fucked her, making the sensari flowing through my body even more intense that I ever imagined they could be. I could feel her twitching and spasming at the same time as I came, our bodies melding together in one blissful union. My heart was hammering in my chest as my climax overwhelmed me, shot after shot of cum spewing from my body into hers with sensations coursing through me as my orgasm continued, rope after rope of cum flooding into her as I totally unloaded. I was shaking and gasping just as she was, both of us experiencing our shared climax. Her pussy was gripping me still, coaxing as much cum out of me as she coul

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 wanna cum for me, Sandra?” Her body trembled on the edge, teetering between ecstasy and unbearable need. She wanted to surrender—God, how she wanted to—but every stroke of Anya’s fingers pushed her closer to the brink without letting her fall. How does she do this? Sandra wondered, her thoughts fracturing. How does she know exactly how to drive me insane? Anya pulled back slightly, her dark eyes locking onto Sandra’s. There was a predatory gleam in her gaze, a satisfaction that made Sandra’s stomach flutter. “So wet for me,” she said, her tone laced with amusement. “I want to hear you scream.”

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

Sasha lowered her pussy onto Abegail’s waiting mouth. Abegail’s world narrowed to sensations. The weight of Sasha on her face, the taste of her on her tongue. The relentless, pounding drive of Kael’s cock splitting her open, hitting a spot deep inside that made her see stars. The slap of Leo’s balls against her chin. She was a vessel for their pleasure, and in turn, her own pleasure spiraled higher, coiling tighter than before.

I want his strong hands pinning my wrists above my head while he fucks every innocent thought out of my head in deep, punishing strokes with no protection and just raw, feral Alpha claiming. The back seat of the cab feels like a sauna of my own making. Every bump in the road sends jolts of friction against my swollen clit through the thin fabric of my sundress. I’m not wearing a bra, and my nipples are so hard they ache against the soft white material. My lace panties are completely ruined—drenched with moisture that keeps leaking down my thighs no matter how tightly I press my legs together.

“I could see my whole life flashing before my eyes… fuck, sis…” Kayla whimpered needily. “That actually… scared me too, mmm… but ohhh, it made me so fucking horny… ahhh, yes… the risk… it’s driving me wild…” She spread her legs even wider, her thighs quivering as she urged him deeper. “So fuck me… fuck me really good, little bro! I love our dirty sibling sex… mmm, pound your big sister’s pussy… please… ughhh… harder… oh god, yesss!” She cried out in ecstasy, gasping and moaning seductively with every brutal thrust, her body rocking forward against the wall.