Sexy Fantasy Stories Novels & Stories

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

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CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, group sex (MMF), and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised—triggers for size difference, intense power play, and heat-induced frenzy. CHAPTER ONE "I fucking need it," Selene was begging as she flailed around on the floor, touching herself intimately. "I fucking need a cock now," she demanded. She looked crazed with lust as her eyes devoured the two wolves, licking her lips as she continued to paw roughly at her own flesh. In fact, just moments before, she had spread her thighs wide open to give them a show as she jammed several fingers up inside herself and mewled with

I ask. Kira doesn’t say a word, so I stop. "Rhys," she begs. "Is it?" I ask again. "Yes," she mumbles. "What else?" I demand. Kira shivers when I trail my fingers down her stomach. She moans my name, the sound of it rushing straight to my cock. I pull her shirt open the rest of the way. "Here’s what’s gonna happen." I kiss her belly. "You are going to read me every one of those fantasies, and I will make them come true." Another kiss, this time much lower. "I will spend the night giving you something real to write about."

They were suddenly cold as if a window had been thrown open to the chill winter air. Madame Valentina started shouting at her in a strange language but she surprisingly understood every word. She bent the woman backwards and started to lick her delicately featured face like an animal looking for a tender place to sink its teeth. The scent of the woman's femininity was overwhelming and she had a hunger she never suspected she held deep inside her. The sight of the blood coursing through her neck veins was so intoxicating that she kissed Madame Valentina like she was a first love being sacrificed on the altar of her depraved desire. Her fingers explored the fortune-telling woman's secret femin

She exclaimed coaxing his cock and then spreading her legs wider to engulf it. “Oh!” She cried as she felt how deep he went into her. Her head fell back as she got used to him inside her, but as she started to move, both groaned with ecstasy. He pinched her nipples and felt her tighten around him. She opened her eyes with surprise. “Again,” she said. He did it again. The walls that were warmly wrapped around his shaft squeezed him again. “Again,” she ordered. Delighted, he did. Whatever she asked. Again, and again. More, and more. End of Book 1

"I've been going crazy without you. Nobody touches me the way you do. Nobody even compares to you in bed." A rush of pure, bitter anger flared in my chest. She thought she could just show up after everything she did, throw a few cheap words at me, and make it all disappear. But even as my brain screamed in disgust, my traitorous body reacted. My cock hardened right under her palm, straining against my pants. Sasha felt the shift instantly. A slow, triumphant smirk spread across her lips, and she began stroking me through my clothes, teasing the hard length.

He holds me still with one iron hand on my hip and gives my ass another sharp, stinging slap. “Beg for it. Beg like the desperate, cock-hungry baby you are.” “Please…please, Damon, please let me come…I’ve been good, I tried so hard not to, but I need it, I need to come on your cock so badly it hurts…please, I’ll do anything, I’ll be your good girl, your dirty little slut, just please let me come…please, please, please…” “Louder. I want the whole house to hear how badly you need it.”

This was really happening, I had just signed my body over to the most dangerous man in the city, and now he was demanding I prove it. For a second, I hesitated, my thighs trembling. A tiny voice in the back of my mind screamed that this was insane – that I should grab my bag and run before I crossed a line I could never come back from. But that voice was drowned out by the loud, insistent throbbing between my legs. My pussy was soaked, my clit swollen and aching, and every inch of my skin felt sensitive, like even the air in his office was teasing me. I have been dreaming of this day for weeks and now that its right here but I was shaking. I slowly sank to my knees on the soft carpet, my pen

As I moved towards the master bedroom, I could hear the sounds of pleasure and ecstasy slipping through the gap of the door. Looking thrоugh the little gap by the dооr, I saw my fiancée on all fours with her ass in the air, getting fucked dоggiе style bу Ellen, who had on a strap-on dildo. Selena's hands were tied and hooked up to the poles by the head of the bed. Mу fiancee has a small fetish about being tired and rendered immobile or rеѕtrаinеd. Once ѕhе iѕ, she's willing to go along with anything you want. She really gets turned on by it.