Sexy God Novels & Stories

Jim: "Mom, I AM more man than that wimp you call a husband, aren't I?" Sue: [Taking hold of his gigantic organ and his swollen testes, squeezing one and hefting the other to gauge its pendulous weight.] "Sweetheart, you are MUCH more man than that sissy. Your ten inch babymaker is so huge, so strong, and so virile. It's at least three times the length and volume of that spineless husband of mine. I am your slave; I will do anything for you. I must have you...I need that cock inside of me, touching me where your father never did, never could."

“Don’t worry, baby. We own this restaurant, and no one is coming up here anymore. So I want to hear those dirty moans from your lips.” They were right—she hadn’t even noticed the upper floor had been cleared out. While the Rossi brothers continued their assault on her body, Adrian’s lips left her nipples. He trailed kisses and bites along her neck, fingers pinching and twisting her sensitive peaks. The pleasure and pain mixed until it was too much, too good, driving her insane. Then Adrian gave her new instructions: “Call our names out loud, baby. Call us your daddies.” “Oh yes, Daddy. Oh fuck...i wanna cum, lease let, me cum” Sadie moaned once more as his fingers pinched harder, and Renzo’s

If you fall for a crazy nutter, with a tendency towards sadism, cold brutal acts and shit loads of money, make sure he can fuck you like a god and you will never have reason to complain ever again. Good sex can make up for a lot of misdemeanours. Alexi’s skill is the type of sex that can turn a sweet innocent girl into a raving psycho who would cut a man, for ever trying to leave her. He is that good in the sack. I thought delaying sex with this man would only heighten the reunion a little. Not make it out of this world mind-blowing that we may never top again. There isn’t a single part of me that’s not goose bumping and buzzing, and the blush across every surface of my skin on show and the

Kayla asked while pointing in a certain direction. In that direction was a young man. Surrounding him was the smell of piss and sweat. The boy's face was pale and a look of horror and hopelessness was imprinted onto it. He looked traumatized and the boy was none other than Jace. "Hey, you!" Lucas called out harshly. The boy flinched before looking back at Lu7cas, his whole body trembling. Seeing his reaction, Lucas broke out into a large grin but to Jace, that was the devil's grin.

I challenged him with a sinister smile. He shifted gears again, but I noticed how his hand was sliding down the gear stick-- closer to my knee. "Is that a challenge Ms Leir? " He growled in a undoubtedly sexy tone, and his hand finally made contact with my bare knee through the ripped jeans, sending sparks through my body. "Only if you want it to be, Detective Deckor," I whispered in a strained voice as my body blazed on fire. A light flashed through his eyes as his hand trailed higher. Slowly. Slowly.

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

I almost squeal in delight when I brush against his growing bulge. My walls crumble down around me, and I toss my anger to the side to relish in his godlike body. My fingers comb through the back of his short black hair, grabbing some in my fist. I tug at it, not to break our connection, but to get his sexy voice to talk to me. The one which makes my knees wobble and propels me to my limit. Pleasure surges through me as he hisses. His deep, raspy voice stirs the beast within me. “Ah… Tiffany..”

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?

CONTENT WARNING: Consensual rough sex, daddy kink, public exposure/risk, oral sex, anal play/plug, watersports/piss play, slapping/choking, degradation, cum play, rimming/prostate play, dominant/submissive dynamic CHAPTER ONE Not many people know that I have an alter ego. There's the shy, calm, quiet, good girl, Allison & then there's Lola, the sex addicted freak. Tonight, Lola is coming out to play.. The buzz of my phone pulls me from my thoughts & a new message lights up my screen.

Lucas was still buried deep inside me, my skirt bunched around my waist, panties around my ankles. For a second, nobody moved. Then Selena smirked, slowly closing the door behind her. “Don’t stop on my account,” she said, leaning against the wall, watching us with hungry eyes. “I want to see how hard you can make her cum.” Lucas didn’t need to be told twice. He started fucking me again, even harder than before, clearly turned on by having an audience. I couldn’t hold back my moans anymore. Knowing Selena was watching me get railed made everything ten times more intense.